<?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-4671070614957762354</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:50:39.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-boy BLo0d's Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>B-boy BLo0d A.K.A. Justin
Well, Actually, I'm Just A B-Boy In Training.
But I'm A Hard Worker. Will I Make It As A B-boy?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4671070614957762354.post-2244570588117648028</id><published>2009-04-22T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:17:39.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare update?!</title><content type='html'>nah, its me :X,&lt;br /&gt;xiiannn! , awww, all of justin's fan must be heart broken,&lt;br /&gt;relax. im not here for eternity! D:&lt;br /&gt;justin's been going out , pon-ing school , so on &amp;amp; so on.&lt;br /&gt;im just here to so called " REVIVE " this blog ,&lt;br /&gt;hahahas, ohoh, people, you know what ! ,&lt;br /&gt;justin got a habit of acting cute :3&lt;br /&gt;LOL!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, im learning poi from justin! :D&lt;br /&gt;justin , gogogogo!&lt;br /&gt;dont make me post ur unglam pictures here! :P ,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2244570588117648028?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2244570588117648028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2244570588117648028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2244570588117648028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2244570588117648028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2009/04/rare-update.html' title='Rare update?!'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2372325021341893224</id><published>2009-02-15T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T01:26:44.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://anyhowstep-pumpy.blogspot.com/" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;http://anyhowstep-pumpy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey..Not updating anymore..&lt;br /&gt;That's cos' I'm busy with a DIFFERENT Blog. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be updating THAT blog from now on,&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the time to continue this blog xD&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, in the distant future, I'll come back, but for now,&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to read all my updates in the other blog. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anyhowstep-pumpy.blogspot.com/" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;http://anyhowstep-pumpy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2372325021341893224?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2372325021341893224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2372325021341893224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2372325021341893224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2372325021341893224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update!?'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-1340251877905629967</id><published>2009-01-15T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:17:42.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;As some of you may know, I haven't exactly been going to school a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And school's been around for only a few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Not really my fault, I do sleep enough and everything.&lt;br /&gt;But over-sleeping is bad. &gt;;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My grandmother forces me to sleep when I am feeling fine,&lt;br /&gt;The result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get too comfy with my bed and don't part with it so easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And when I get to school, what happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I am late, the punishment for being late?&lt;br /&gt;More than I think is necessary because it wields no benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;If you even have a bit of IQ or at least a rough understanding for things around, You'll understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll make it easier for those who don't get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do we go to school?&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, to learn, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;What is the punishment for being late to go to school and learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Exactly contradictory to why we go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;We get punished by NOT being allowed to go to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;And we get detention after school. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Detention is just uncalled for, it makes no sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Would I rather go to school and not learn,&lt;br /&gt;Or not go to school and not learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school and not learning is not comfy.&lt;br /&gt;Staying home and not learning has a nice PC for me to use and I have my comfy bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to stay home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;And the problem with hair!&lt;br /&gt;WTF do they think they can possibly hope to accomplish with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keeping long, waxed and fringed hair and wearing tapered pants and mini-skirts  make us dumber?&lt;br /&gt;Will it keep us from learning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why the system is so obsessed with the idea that short hair is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Or that any other restriction is good.&lt;br /&gt;Them keeping the school logo on the uniform, I understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;But Not allowing certain things with no relevance or correlation to studies and "holistic education" mumbo-jumbo and then saying that the restrictions must be followed or "You Are Not Showing Respect To The School Or Singapore" is plain asininity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole system is fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;The whole human race is fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;All without any logical thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;A few other things I don't get:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Global warming:&lt;/span&gt; They say cars, factories give off CO2 which causes global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fact:&lt;/span&gt; Water Vapour causes 99.999% of global warming, CO2 causes less than 0.001% of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt; We can't control Global Warming and it is a natural cycle we have no control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Humans, we can't do shit about this, so go on with your lives and fuck your brains out with driving cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;World Hunger:&lt;/span&gt; Earth produces enough crops to feed the entire of Earth's population and still have surplus enough to feed an additional billion over people. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And people are still starving? o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fact:&lt;/span&gt; We are greedy, The reason for Global Starvation is because of money, the poor can't buy food. Africa is poor. 1/3 of the world uses food all they want, 1/3 of the world is hungry and 1/3 of the world is literally starving to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt; Money, is indeed the root of all evil. If not for money, we could indeed have world peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Money, Economy, blah blah:&lt;/span&gt; The world's system of money is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Epic Phailure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fact:&lt;/span&gt; If everyone paid off their debt, NO MONEY would be in circulation, that means that we would all have no money and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How do I put this, The Banks create money out of thin air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Let's say, I borrow $10 from the bank, they create $10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They don't take money from the bank itself and lend it to you,&lt;br /&gt;They get the government's approval and CREATE money out of thin air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There is an interest of 10%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So I have to pay back $10 with interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;All money in circulation technically, comes from banks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So, let's say I pay back my loan, I pay $11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Where did I get that $1 to pay off the loan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have only gotten it from money already in circulation,&lt;br /&gt;That means that someone else has $1 less to pay off their loan and can't pay it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How do they pay it off, then?&lt;br /&gt;They have no choice but to hope that more money is in circulation, which means others borrowing money so they can pay off their loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that means that debt is forever being created and never paid off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Why has this system not collapsed?&lt;br /&gt;Because they force people to declare bankrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They have loan defaults and Bubble bursts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And if you can't pay off your debt,&lt;br /&gt;They take your home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;That means the bank took something which is REAL just because you couldn't give back something created out of thin air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The Economic system is plain stupid &gt;;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Conclusion: &lt;/span&gt;The monetary system is pure Epic Phailure because it is based on a system that is forever self-destructive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Trust humans to say how the world should be, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-1340251877905629967?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/1340251877905629967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=1340251877905629967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1340251877905629967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1340251877905629967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2009/01/school.html' title='School?'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-7143248788389570263</id><published>2009-01-12T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:53:02.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Javascript Problems..</title><content type='html'>I hate this,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot seem to find a suitable Javascript for my needs,&lt;br /&gt;I'd go learn Javascript myself and then code it, But I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone good at Javascript and willing to help?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm more suited to blogskin creation Than to Blogging itself.&lt;br /&gt;I'd make different style blogskins, But I need people to make requests first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want a new blogskin? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;How Do I Fix This?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My iMeed music and Youtube audio clash..&lt;br /&gt;My temporary fix is to have iMeem pop-up in a new window,&lt;br /&gt;But Pop-Up Blockers = No Blog music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna' find a way to pause my playlist to watch Youtube Vids,&lt;br /&gt;But still can continue my music later on and have my music play in the beginning when the blog page is loaded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-7143248788389570263?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/7143248788389570263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=7143248788389570263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7143248788389570263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7143248788389570263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2009/01/javascript-problems.html' title='Javascript Problems..'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4287201298133699045</id><published>2009-01-07T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T02:21:10.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Integration</title><content type='html'>I have integrated my blog with the blogskin of another blog site: &lt;a href="http://anyhowstep-pumpy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://anyhowstep-pumpy.blogspot.com/"&gt;anyhowstep-pumpy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is because I have nothing else better to do and I love Pump. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I made the blogskin for that site, So it is only right that I use it for my blog as well =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hardly going to the arcade anymore because I'm elsewhere,&lt;br /&gt;Kinda' miss Pump It Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to learn how to play on that machine at the AMK Arcade,&lt;br /&gt;Send me a tag and say so, I'm sick of pumping alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the machine with 5 arrows.&lt;br /&gt;it isn't THAT hard, It's quite easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4287201298133699045?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4287201298133699045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4287201298133699045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4287201298133699045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4287201298133699045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2009/01/integration.html' title='Integration'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-5109297834506244259</id><published>2008-12-09T03:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:49:53.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;this is an unexpected post from xiian to justin's blog. hohoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;oh well. long time since i helped him post?. hahas. okay this is super random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;justin has been pretteh busy nehh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;PEOPLE,Support &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;----anyhowstep-pumpy.bs.com----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;and. any of justin's friend interested in nx? :3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;back to normal life. justin plays nx , nx, nx &amp;amp; nx EVERYDAY?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;wanting to improve blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUSTIN IS OBSESSED WITH MFIREFOX &amp;amp; SANTA HAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;message from xiian to justin : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;MOOOOOOOOOO!~. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-5109297834506244259?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/5109297834506244259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=5109297834506244259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5109297834506244259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5109297834506244259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-unexpected-post-from-xiian-to.html' title=''/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-7128727350168706242</id><published>2008-12-05T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:40:17.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Social Life.</title><content type='html'>If I had to decide between a lousy social life and NO social life,&lt;br /&gt;I'd choose the latter.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today, I had a lousy social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiian went to Malaysia and left me in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Hao is MIA with his galfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Jia Ler and SiMin have disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;KiTat doesn't dare step foot in AMK Hub.&lt;br /&gt;Spy, well, he doesn't have many friends left and so he disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;K.live, Gone.&lt;br /&gt;Meyer and Vance are on honeymoon..&lt;br /&gt;Roxas is in Indonesia having all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;TeckHui and his sister have not been seen since a long while..&lt;br /&gt;The Jurong people have also stopped coming to AMK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That left me with Fairuhl, Kenneth and Clement.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth and Clement are so not gonna' help me improve in PIU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stole my warm up credits and forced me into playing killer songs before I even got to warm up.&lt;br /&gt;That killed the rest of my arcade session for me.&lt;br /&gt;I was LOUSY! Songs I used to play with ease now caused me to tremble after I was done.&lt;br /&gt;But Fairuhl was the only exception, he could see me stressed out and told me to take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late, though, I had wasted all my money on a bunch of crappy games.&lt;br /&gt;I was left with $1.80 and another 55cents for a bus trip.&lt;br /&gt;So, My first order of business was to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;I decided on water, It was cheap and I could get it for $1.60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the Cheers! convenience store and saw an offer that was godsend,&lt;br /&gt;Coca-Cola 1.5litres - $1.80&lt;br /&gt;Exactly my budget, so I got it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had $10 And ended with $0.55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Clement and Kenneth,&lt;br /&gt;Never going to play PIU with those 2 again,&lt;br /&gt;They're dragging me down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I used the remainder of my money and took a bus home,&lt;br /&gt;And found 15cents in my bag, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I can use it to pay for Zone-X top-up GST next time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the up-side;&lt;br /&gt;I played LiaDZ - CZ and got an 'A' Grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is 4Skulls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my max skull count is 4! Wahahahahas..&lt;br /&gt;Another 4 Skulls of levels and I will have mastered the whole machine except the '???'Difficulty which is impossible. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was lousy today because of the lack of sleep..&lt;br /&gt;And cause I didn't get to warm up (I blame Kenneth for this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of those caused me to die xD&lt;br /&gt;Sleep deprivation = Reduced cognitive abilities&lt;br /&gt;No warm up = Reduced play ability and more tension on muscles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-7128727350168706242?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/7128727350168706242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=7128727350168706242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7128727350168706242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7128727350168706242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-social-life.html' title='No Social Life.'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-8895870489790466081</id><published>2008-12-02T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:35:20.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar 2</title><content type='html'>Went to catch a movie today..&lt;br /&gt;Madagascar 2: Escape to Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, funny as hell and cute as ever.&lt;br /&gt;"Ice cold sushi for breakfast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the arcade and slacked, didn't play, though.&lt;br /&gt;And slacked at KFC, drew, used e PSP, talk cock, sing song,&lt;br /&gt;And We ATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC has the most filling chicken!&lt;br /&gt;That X'mas buddy meal is good!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, buy it next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say, bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bros destroyed my precious gift made of glass and one STAR went missing! &gt;;O&lt;br /&gt;I am angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-8895870489790466081?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/8895870489790466081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=8895870489790466081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8895870489790466081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8895870489790466081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/12/madagascar-2.html' title='Madagascar 2'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-5387792324083181200</id><published>2008-11-21T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:07:42.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NX!</title><content type='html'>Boo!&lt;br /&gt;Posting Today Cos' Xiian Wanted Me To Post About NX.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Much To Say, Though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress Is Kinda' Dead After I Got Through LiaDZ2 On NM,&lt;br /&gt;Which Is 3Skulls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For The Non-Pumpers, You'd Find This Confusing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't Really Improved,&lt;br /&gt;Tried I'll Give You All My Love - WAX On NM&lt;br /&gt;I Got A "D"Grade =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Also Tried Hi-Bi On NM,&lt;br /&gt;I Died After 12Seconds.  =.="""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, Nothing Much To Say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List Of Songs I'm Trying:&lt;br /&gt;I'll Give You All My Love - WAX&lt;br /&gt;Extravaganza - Banya&lt;br /&gt;Phantom - Banya&lt;br /&gt;For You - N.EX.T&lt;br /&gt;BotW2 - Banya&lt;br /&gt;PapaGonzales - Banya&lt;br /&gt;Solitary2 - Banya&lt;br /&gt;X-Treme - Banya&lt;br /&gt;Turkey March - Banya&lt;br /&gt;Hi-Bi - Banya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All On Nightmare Mode, Cheers! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Xiian.. Stop Being Moody....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-5387792324083181200?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/5387792324083181200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=5387792324083181200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5387792324083181200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5387792324083181200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/11/nx.html' title='NX!'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-32385881084837181</id><published>2008-10-17T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:55:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xiian here posting for justin. the lazy lazy bum. ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;you know why im posting for him? cause he's lazy.like uh duhh ,everyone knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.oh well. even me myself is lazy to post.LOL.i'm a lazy bum. ohh great forget that this is his blog lahh can. back to track.justin is busy bullying people in PIU.hahas, that's a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i end here lerh lahh . I LOVE APPLE PIE. (from justin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-32385881084837181?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/32385881084837181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=32385881084837181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/32385881084837181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/32385881084837181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/10/xiian-here-posting-for-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-7366345612302717196</id><published>2008-09-30T07:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:30:03.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting</title><content type='html'>xiian, you've been moody a lot recently,&lt;br /&gt;life's been stressful, i know, but try to cheer up, kays?&lt;br /&gt;i'm still thinking of you, and if i get moody or angry, &lt;br /&gt;it's not that i hate you, but that i feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i do a lot of stupid stuff, but i can't help it ;3&lt;br /&gt;good luck with your upcoming exams and don't let this yishan thingy stop you from smiling, yea?&lt;br /&gt;from where i stand, she's too soft and pampered =x&lt;br /&gt;(shh.. don't tell anyone i said that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll luv ya' till you dont luv me back =)&lt;br /&gt;iny~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-7366345612302717196?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/7366345612302717196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=7366345612302717196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7366345612302717196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7366345612302717196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/09/ranting.html' title='Ranting'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-930896912291056018</id><published>2008-09-20T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:57:52.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came to update again. justin cant update his blog. com cant use . sad rite?&lt;br /&gt;today , justin . sleep sleep sleep sleep. lazy bum.okie finnally he woke up at 5 .&lt;br /&gt;hahas. guess what. shu xian is dammn bored at home. LOL.justin is still tired. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;random rocks ;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahh blahh blahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-930896912291056018?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/930896912291056018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=930896912291056018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/930896912291056018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/930896912291056018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/09/came-to-update-again.html' title=''/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6749438311520569284</id><published>2008-09-11T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:18:00.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came to update this dead blog ;D. tsk .dumb ass justin &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;i make sure he thank me for updating ;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6749438311520569284?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4671070614957762354.post-3833364121481145157</id><published>2008-09-03T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:41:31.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Post For The First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="MS Mincho";&gt;Posting Today, Blah.&lt;br /&gt;Today Sucked, Ran Out Of Cash.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Else To Say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's Breakin' Me To See You Like This =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3833364121481145157?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3833364121481145157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3833364121481145157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3833364121481145157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3833364121481145157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-own-post-for-frist-time.html' title='My Own Post For The First Time'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6947543137470767176</id><published>2008-08-31T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:16:20.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;blah blah blah. helped post again . ;DD. tsk tsk. this post is for the sunday.justin and us went vivo see the cosplay people. and they just ruin our favourite anime image. LOL.actually we planned to watch movie dee. then after that JUSTIN &amp;amp; SPY pangseh us and go homeee??.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after that justin stayed at home lo.blah blahblah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;why did u go?.kind of left out after that u know?.never ever do that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;xiian&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6947543137470767176?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6947543137470767176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6947543137470767176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6947543137470767176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6947543137470767176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/08/blah-blah-blah.html' title=''/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-7084938226308907650</id><published>2008-08-28T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:24:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;weeeee. i'm here to post for justin once and again. ;D.today the teacher siao siao again. call justin for no reason yeahhh?. and justin just tried some weeirrdd indian food ;X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nx , 2 more days. LALALA. i llovee nx .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days past fast dun worry la justin xDD.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so guilty wasting justin's prepaid balance. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A BIG BIG SORRY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xiiannxiian &lt;333.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-7084938226308907650?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/7084938226308907650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=7084938226308907650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7084938226308907650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7084938226308907650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/08/weeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3607423223536603953</id><published>2008-08-27T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:21:58.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shuxian again , ;DD posted la hahas. LOLS. i'm so lammmeee ;XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3607423223536603953?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3607423223536603953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3607423223536603953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3607423223536603953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3607423223536603953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/08/posted-la-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-8598193159856608006</id><published>2008-08-26T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:40:25.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;hello,lim shu xian here posting for justin ;DD. hahas. and i'm using a official colour purple which people think is gay ;X. hahas.blah blah blah .guess what , whenever i say hohoho , he would reply a merry christmas. xDD. LOL. random la me. he's at school now lo.today he got dragged in to something which he wasnt involved?. hate the principal of his school uh. lol.hmm. he had home econs today and he cant sew and cook ;X. hahas. actually i cant sew and cook too . i'll screw up (:&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.okay. justin said that the teacher for home econs had SHARP EYES and cant sms O_O.tsk tsk.the word justin said is still in my mind . LOLS. laughing like mad now.blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin is crazy over NX - PIU. LOLS. songs that he's going to try this sat :typhoon - so .crazy mooddee.&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING FOWARD TO SAT!!. hahas. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. justin is even more crazier than me yea?. hahas. dont delete this post la justin . hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-8598193159856608006?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/8598193159856608006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=8598193159856608006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8598193159856608006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8598193159856608006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/08/hellolim-shu-xian-here-posting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-9072925537293610013</id><published>2008-08-25T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:26:33.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIU And A Haircut, What Next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;This Update Will Be For Yesterday And Today.. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" ms="" mincho=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Went Over To The Arcade And Saw A Freakin' Huge Crowd At The PIU Machine!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;I Was, Like, Thinking, "Oh, Shet, No PIU For Me Today".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Then, The PIU-Pro Noticed Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;I Think People Call Him "Ah Hao", Not Sure Myself =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;He's One Heck Of A Freestyle-Pro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;I Love His "OneTwo - Shake That Bootie" Performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;THE BEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Anyway, I Got Introduced To The Rest Of The Crowd And Stuck Around To Watch Everyone Play..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Everyone Was Freakin' Random, Playing The Violin!!~ WEE!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;There Were Too Many People To List =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;But Since We Were Celebrating SOMEONE's Belated Birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Must As Why Mention Her Name, It's One Of The New Links That I've Added,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Go Find It Yourself =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Gonna' Go To The Arcade Again This Saturday And Next Sunday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Wahahahahahahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;ARCADE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" ms="" mincho=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Yesterday Was Fun, Today Was HELL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Everyone SiBeh Guai Lan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Well, The Teachers, Actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Let's See..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Maths Teacher, Principal, V.P., Mr. Poogan, Some Outsiders, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;It All Started With That Fucked Up Maths Teacher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Ms. Susan Chng! You SUCK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;FUCK YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;She's Got PMS Or Something. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Won't Go Into Details, But Because Of Her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;I Got A Haircut, Which Makes Me Look Like Some Screwed Up Lunatic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;A Lot Of People Got Angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Shaun Lor Got A HairCut (He Still Looks The Same, Lucky =.=")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;And Some Other Stuff That I'm Lazy To Type Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" ms="" mincho=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;MR GOPAL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;This Guy, The Principal, Deserves A Section Of His Own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;He's Some Black Dude, I Ain't Racist, But This Guy REALLY Pisses Me Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Y'Know Those NE Surveys And How They Were Supposed To Be ALL-CONFIDENTIAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;They Read My Answers, Yea, Hurray, Privacy Goes Down The Drain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;In Fact, The Survey Was Supposed To Be Answered Based On What WE THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Not What The Fucked Up Educational System/General Acceptable Society EXPECTS Us To Think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;C'mon, If You REALLY Want Us To Have The Same "Act-Guai" Answers, Go Communist, Bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Just Because I Replied TRUTHFULLY To Those Boring Survey Questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;I Was Called An Anti-Singaporean, What The Fuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Oh, Not By The Whole School,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Only One Blackie Calls Me Anti-Singaporean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Who Else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;That Mr. Gopal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Just Because I Wasn't Born Here, He Sees Me As An Anti-Singaporean In EVERY Little Thing I Do, It's As Though I Took A Loudspeaker And Shouted "FUCK YOU SINGAPORE!! I AM ANTI-SINGAPURA, SUCKAS'!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;I Could Say The Same About Him, He's Black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;He's Anti-White People And Racist. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;He Told Me Old Grandfather Stories Which Had NOTHING Related To Me Being So-Called Anti-S,pore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Wasted My Bloody Time, Can't He Play Flash Games From Miniclip Or Twiddle His Fingers If He's THAT Bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Bah, I'm Ranting, But That Dude REALLY REALLY Needs A Reality Check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;He Just Rants On And On About Things That Are Unrelated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Control Tower: Blackie, This Is Control Tower To Blackie, Come Back To Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;Mr. Gopal: My Grandfather Was A Person, Ah, With A Lot Of Vision, Ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span ms="" mincho=""&gt;I'd Type More, But My Brothers Are Making So Much Noise, I Can't Think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-9072925537293610013?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/9072925537293610013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=9072925537293610013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/9072925537293610013'/><link 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Arcade!!&lt;br /&gt;(Not Counting Rest Time, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Was Fun!&lt;br /&gt;But I Ended Up With Feet Sores And A Light-Headedness.&lt;br /&gt;And I Think I'll End Up Aching All Over Tomorrow =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth It =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 28Dollars On Arcade Gaming. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks To JiaHong For Sponsoring 6Dollars. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-113987838329697746?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/113987838329697746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=113987838329697746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/113987838329697746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/113987838329697746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/08/piu.html' title='PIU'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-8551034656854321977</id><published>2008-08-18T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:48:48.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psp post</title><content type='html'>sian, pc still dead.&lt;br&gt;using psp to make a quick update.&lt;br&gt;some ppl arhs, onli noe hw 2 hide behind their fwen during recess n ignore me.&lt;br&gt;this kind of fwens nt worth keeping sia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-8551034656854321977?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/8551034656854321977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=8551034656854321977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8551034656854321977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8551034656854321977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/08/psp-post.html' title='psp post'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6330279442136322401</id><published>2008-08-10T16:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:30:24.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Posts And Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:MS Mincho;"&gt;Yea, This Is Because Someone Was Asking Why I Hadn't Posted Anything Recently.&lt;br /&gt;The Reason Is Simple Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil' Justin Used The PC So Much, It Overheated And Went To Computer Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Should Explain Things To My Friend. =) &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not Mentioning Any Names.&lt;br /&gt;The Person's Identity Will Be Anonymous, It Isn't Anyone You All Need To Know&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh-Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Wait-&lt;br /&gt;Reading Back On All My Posts From Last Year Till This,&lt;br /&gt;It's Really Shown Me How Much I've Changed As An Individual And How My Life Has Been Playing Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Far, I Don't Like Where It's Going, But Do I Have A Choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6330279442136322401?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6330279442136322401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4671070614957762354.post-1785307800973710598</id><published>2008-07-30T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:21:40.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Blog Adjustments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Ms Mincho;" &gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Made The TagBoard Pop-Up In A New Window Instead Of Changing The Whole Page.&lt;br /&gt;Added Background Songs Which'll Play In Turn.&lt;br /&gt;(Listen To Them All Some Time, Will Ya'?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Background Songs Were A Problem.&lt;br /&gt;I Wanted To Not Have Any Annoying Embedding Flash Files Appearing.&lt;br /&gt;And I Wanted The Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Only Way I Knew Was To Buy Internet Space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Then Further Thinking Gave Me A Solution.&lt;br /&gt;Upload Into iMeem, Embed Into Blog, But Modify The Given Embed Code iMeem Has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon Completion, The Embedded Playlist Vanished, But The Music Loads And Plays. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!~&lt;br /&gt;Over 6Hours Of Learning How To Create A BlogSkin Paid Off, I Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;Awh, Crap..&lt;br /&gt;Seems Like The Invisible Embedding DOESN'T Work On IE, The Embedding Is Invisible, But Then My Music Won't Play.&lt;br /&gt;Works Fine On Mozilla , Though.&lt;br /&gt;So Use Mozilla, Unless Someone Has A Suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-1785307800973710598?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/1785307800973710598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=1785307800973710598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1785307800973710598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1785307800973710598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-blog-adjustments.html' title='More Blog Adjustments'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2285739399250464487</id><published>2008-07-29T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:08:33.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin, MINE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="MS Mincho"&gt;Well, Nothing Much To Update,&lt;br /&gt;Just A Huge Thanks To Shaun For The Free Delifrance Meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Removed The Lil' Pics I Recently Uploaded Because LeeXinFen Couldn't Handle Them And Said I Was Cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, To Be Fair To Her (Uh-Huh, Since When? o.0),&lt;br /&gt;I've Removed Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hope The Lil' Rabbit Is Happy Now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On To My New Blogskin!~&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I Started Off With ZERO Knowledge Of Html Coding.&lt;br /&gt;But Thanks To The Countless Number Of Blogskins I Randomly Searched Through And Studied,&lt;br /&gt;I Pulled It Off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Thanks To HuiXuan For Telling Me About The "Layer Opacity" In Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent About Over 6Hours Learning HTML And Building This Blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;There're Still Some Unfinished Stuff And Bugs, But I'm Working Them Out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2285739399250464487?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2285739399250464487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2285739399250464487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2285739399250464487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2285739399250464487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-blogskin-mine.html' title='New Blogskin, MINE!!'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3619950663428441493</id><published>2008-07-28T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:07:50.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Experimentation</title><content type='html'>Here's Some Of The Newer Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy Of Gladys's Blog For Providing Pics To Test On =)&lt;br /&gt;Who's The Lady Beside The Rabbit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitledcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/untitledcopy.jpg" alt="Modified Photo xD" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And My Favourite xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FinishedBunny.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/FinishedBunny.jpg" alt="Gladys With RabbitEars" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You Spot The Bunny Ears? o.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3619950663428441493?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3619950663428441493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-4671070614957762354.post-3988920929625838981</id><published>2008-07-27T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:23:22.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Real Use At Photoshop</title><content type='html'>Today Was Relatively Uneventful,&lt;br /&gt;Figured Out How To ByPass iMeem's Anti-Leech Security And Download Its Mp3 Files,&lt;br /&gt;Decided To Start Training A New DotA Hero,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abused The New Technique Of Acquiring Music And Downloaded Tonnes Of New Trance Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Decided To DL Photoshop Trial Version And Hack It.&lt;br /&gt;(To Remove The 30-Day Limitation, Duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Decided To Use It For The First Time, Well, First Time Without Teacher Supervision, Aid And First Time Doing Something I've Not Learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End Result Was Ugly At Best.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I Need HuiXuan To Teach Me How To Use Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's The Pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ZoeChibify.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/ZoeChibify.jpg" border="0" alt="Zoe Chibi" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know It's Ugly, But It's my First Time Converting A Sketch Into A Cartoon Art.&lt;br /&gt;The Sketch Was Much Better Looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, And Before I End This Post,&lt;br /&gt;Here's A Message Dedicated To The Tall Rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;(You Know Who You Are. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;GRAND AUNTIE LEE XIN FEN GLADYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;BLEH!!!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DissRabbit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r291/luciusxx/DissRabbit.jpg" border="0" alt="LeeXinFenRabbit" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;She-be Exists If You Believe That She-be Exists,&lt;br /&gt;And We All Know You Believe it With All Your Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3988920929625838981?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3988920929625838981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3988920929625838981' title='0 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Will Be For &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Friday, July 25, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Somebody Asked Why I Haven't Been Posting.&lt;br /&gt;*Looks At Cbox*&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;School Was Some Super-Slacked Day Filled With Pure Lazy-Filled Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I Slept, Listened To Music (TECHNO!! xD), Played DJ Max2 And Harvest Moon, Slacked, And During PE, When I Got Punished, I Only Had To Stand For 1Hour.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It's Like, One Hour Of Standing In Exchange For Not Attending Some Super Lame Dance Punishment Lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'd Pick Standing Over THAT.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I Did A Few Other Drawings During That Day, Chibi, Of Course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Maybe I'll Upload All My Recent Chibi Drawings Some Day, When I'm Not Lazy. =x&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;English Was Uneventful And Geography Was LONELY!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I, Like, Went To Class Late Because I Was Talking To Some Sec1 Kids,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And When I Entered Class, That Geography Teacher, Can't Remember His Name, I Think Mr. Tie, Made Me Sit Alone. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;At Least I Got To Bully Jia Hong A Bit. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;After School , We Had To Go To St. Nicks For Some Stupid N6 Cluster Event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The Dance Was Stupid, The Emcee Was So Pretentious, The Rose Gal Was Annoying At Best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The "Activities" Were A Chaotic Mess At Most And The Constant Drizzle Didn't Help Either.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But It Was Okay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Got To Mess Around With KitYee's And Zoe's Mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Reroy, Winfred And I Decided To Catch 'Fake' Bugs And 'Real' Bugs To Scare Them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;KitYee's Reaction Was Downright Funny.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Go Ask Her About It, If She's Not Too Embarrassed To Tell You.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;After That Event Thingy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;We All Went Back To School,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;There, I Decided To Wrestle Up ZhiHong And Spencer Because I Overheard That A Friend Was In Distress Because Of Them.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;ZhiHong And Spencer Were Very Obliging, But I Hope They Keep Their Word When They Said They Won't Disturb My Friend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Shaun, JiaHong, Reroy, Winfred And I Went To GSCC To Play DotA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Shaun And JiaHong Were Playing OneVsOne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Reroy, Winfred And I Were Playing TwoVsOne, I'm The 'One'.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;At The End Of All That Killing, Shaun Won JiaHong Like Crazy Mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Me, I Thought I'd Lose At First, But I Trashed Reroy And Winfred During The Mid-Game Onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So They Left Game. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;We Played Element TD Then Went Home After That.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I Reached Home, I Slacked In Front Of My PC And Went To Bed Early.&lt;br /&gt;When I Woke Up Today, I Found That I Had Slept For Over &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18HOURS.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;There, I Posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6239834961602157173?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6239834961602157173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6239834961602157173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6239834961602157173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6239834961602157173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/07/18hours-of-sleep.html' title='18Hours Of Sleep'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2000769967883017994</id><published>2008-07-10T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:26:30.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BennyB The S.A.K.</title><content type='html'>Wah, Fuck Sia.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freakin' Sian.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Could Have Been The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Perfect Day&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Went Out With Me Buds The Whole Damn Day And Even Beat My Old Record On Crazy Taxi.&lt;br /&gt;Played Darts, Got To Whack The Shit Out Of A Punching Bag, Laughed At Funny Jokes, Played GunZ, Handstands, Pumpings, KFC, Cotton Candy, Took A Photo With The "Crazy Ang Mor" Boss, Saw Some Freakin' Huge Muscles On A Palm, Ate Good Burgers And Fries, etc.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Got Home, Ate Beef Lasagna,&lt;br /&gt;Watched Some Anime..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Crazy Bastard&lt;/span&gt; By The Nick Of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BennyB&lt;/span&gt; Had To Ruin My Pleasant Day. =.=&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Mean, Don't You Hate It When Some Weird Guy You've Never Seen Before Just Annoys You With His 10Year-Old Mentality And Attitude?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon! He Ruined My Fuckin' Perfect Day!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerks, Well, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'ma Type More Stuff About Him Till I Feel Satisfied&lt;/span&gt;. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So The Next Few Parts Are Just Random Rantings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Imagine This,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Some Weird Guy Says You're His Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And Hints That You Took His Server.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So You Reply That You Did Not, You Worked Your Ass Off To Get A Server Running.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And What's The Response You Get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You Get Called Emo. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;People Who Call Others "Emo" Are Insecure With Their Own Lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Maybe He's Had Problems, Family Or Relation And Personal Problems, But What The Fuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Calling Someone You've Never Met "Emo" ?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Plus, The Term "Emo" Used In His Context Doesn't Make Sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Idiots Who Use The Word Emo Without Even Knowing What It Means Are Just That; Idiots.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Emo DOES NOT Mean You Go To A Corner, Contemplate Suicide, Cut Yourself With A Pen Knife And W/e Other Depressed Kids Do.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;That's Exactly As Mentioned, Depressed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EMO = Emotional&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;EMO Is A Term Used To Fuckin' Describe People Who Love A Sub-Genre Of Rock Called "Emo", Yea, EMO Is A Music Style. Emo-Core, Woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Emotional Punk Rock, Bitch, Not A Depressed Kid.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;EMO Does Not Equal DEPRESSED, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;That Stupid Dumb-Ass Of A BennyB.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And, If You Really Aren't Happy With Someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Why The Fuck Ruin His Cbox?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Could've Fuckin' Asked For An E-Mail, Then Spam The IM Chat With Disses And Freakin' Insults!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I Am So Not A Mirror Image Of BennyB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I Have Better Things To Do Than To Go To Someone's Cbox, Insinuate Something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Then Make A Fool Of My Fuckin' Self By Using A Word When I Have No Idea What It Means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;C'mon, Maybe You're Depressed, So Go Find A Fuckin' Suicide Hotline And Ask For Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And If You Have Even A Decent Amount Money Flowing Into Your Family, Get A Psychologist Or Some Shrink.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU RUINED MY PERFECT DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Ass Hole, Bo Liao, Depressed And Low-IQ-ed BennyB.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Couldn't Even Begin To Program Anything, BennyB,&lt;br /&gt;So Don't Even Hint That I May Have Stolen Your Buddy's Code.&lt;br /&gt;And Sure As Hell Don't Call Me Emo.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lone Ranger's A Nick.&lt;br /&gt;Yours Happens To Be "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;SociallyAwkwardKid&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;--- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Figure It Out, Benny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys And Gals.&lt;br /&gt;Some People Like BennyB Just LOOK For Trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Trouble Finds Me When I Try To Hide From It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, In No Way, Insulted That Kid And He Just Flared Up For No Fuckin' Reason.&lt;br /&gt;That Really Pisses Me Off.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's Wasted My Time And Accused Me Of Something I've Not Done.&lt;br /&gt;Those Are Top 2 In My List Of "5 Ways To Piss Me Off".&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, All That Typing Hasn't Done Much To Cool Me Down.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma Go Find Andre And Get His Punching Bag..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENNY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;B.ASTARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU ASS HOLE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'VE PISSED ME OFF AND RUINED MY PERFECT DAY!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2000769967883017994?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2000769967883017994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2000769967883017994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2000769967883017994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2000769967883017994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/07/bennyb-sak.html' title='BennyB The S.A.K.'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2647346592836405537</id><published>2008-07-02T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:58:50.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Things I Learnt Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; Dogs Are Harder To Clone Than Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;09.&lt;/span&gt; QuasiParticles proven To Exist, Which May Lead To Extremely Powerful And Stable QuantumPCs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;08.&lt;/span&gt; The French Eat More Fats, Butter, Cheese And Three Times More Pork, But Live Longer Than Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;07. &lt;/span&gt;IBM RoadRunner Super PC Can Sustain One Thousand Trillion Calculations Per Second Without Crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;06.&lt;/span&gt; Pluto Is Now A Plutoid Along With Eris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;05.&lt;/span&gt; An Electron Microscope The Size Of A Finger Is More Accurate Than The Big Ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;04.&lt;/span&gt; Plastic + Plastic = Metal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;03.&lt;/span&gt; Mars Soil Is Suitable To Grow Asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;02.&lt;/span&gt; Cure For Cancer Found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Number One..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/span&gt; Retired From &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Microsoft&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;---- OMG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2647346592836405537?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2647346592836405537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2647346592836405537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2647346592836405537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2647346592836405537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/07/top-10-things-i-learnt-today.html' title='Top 10 Things I Learnt Today'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-1958282125425392704</id><published>2008-06-14T01:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T16:52:42.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem With Private Servers</title><content type='html'>Okay, Due To The Fact That There Have Been Many People Saying That Creating A MapleStory Private Server Requires Extensive Knowledge In MySQL, C++, Hex Editing, Packet Sniffing, Packet Emulating, Port Forwarding, Debugging Of Code Errors And, Also, Knowing Which Codes Can Remove Flash Jump Delays (Fun), I Have Decided To Try And Create A Private Server. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's An Extremely Huge And Daunting List, Correct?&lt;br /&gt;And It Scares Most People Into Thinking, "Forget This Shit, I'm Gonna' Join A Private Server Instead."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm Gonna' Freakin' Create A Bloody Private Server My Bloody Self.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, About 8+pm And I Started..&lt;br /&gt;I Had To Download All My Needed Applications.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;8+PM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GMS v0.55, Microsoft Visual C++ 2008 Express Edition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note: &lt;/span&gt;Visual C++ Errors Whenever Installing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;12.48AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Got Visual C++ To Install Correctly After Over An Hour.&lt;br /&gt;Downloading MySQL, Boost C++ Libraries (To Speed Up C++ With Multithread Debugging)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;12.54AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MySQL Is Successfully Installed, Boost C++ Libraries Still Installing.&lt;br /&gt;Closed "explorer.exe" With TaskManager To Minimize Computer Lag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Computer Lag Has Decreased Significantly, Approx. 78%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1.00AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading Of MySQL GUI Tools Package Started.&lt;br /&gt;Boost C++ Libraries Still Installing. (48%)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1.07AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded And Installed SVN.&lt;br /&gt;Created A Trunk Root Folder With SVN.&lt;br /&gt;Got VEDB In Vana Folder.&lt;br /&gt;Boost C++ Libraries Still Installing. (75%)&lt;br /&gt;Reading Up On Using MySQL To Load Core SQL Files And VEDB Files.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Lag Has Totally Disappeared. Boost C++ Libraries Is Taking Too Damn Long. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1.16AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boost C++ Libraries Error-ed.&lt;br /&gt;Installation Restarted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; MySQL Database Management Deemed Easy. I'm Hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1.33AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring At The PC Screen.&lt;br /&gt;Boost C++ Libraries Finished Downloading.&lt;br /&gt;Boost C++ Libraries Is Taking Forever To Install. Like Visual C++.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; I'm Freakin' Cold And It's Dark And Cramped. I'm Hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1.37AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat On The Floor Near My PC To Rest.&lt;br /&gt;Head Hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Continuing To Stare At PC Screen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1.40AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boost C++ Libraries Has Finally Finished Installation.&lt;br /&gt;Starting Actual Coding Of Maple Private Server.&lt;br /&gt;Managing SQL Database.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Remember To Port Forward Later. I'm Still Hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;1.45AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have To Restart PC.&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected Windows Error Occured.&lt;br /&gt;Likely Cause To Be Termination Of "explorer.exe"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;2.10AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restarted PC.&lt;br /&gt;Proceeding With Database Management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; I'm Freakin' Hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;2.30AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MySqL GUI Tools (MySQL Query Browser) Error-ed Upon 5Minutes Of Service.&lt;br /&gt;Re-Installing It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;2.37AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klarice Went Online At MSN.&lt;br /&gt;She's Become Immature And Spiteful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note: &lt;/span&gt;I'm Still Freakin' Hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;2.44AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Weird Person Added Me In MSN. (lblbanlong@hotmail.com)&lt;br /&gt;I Asked For A Name, Reply Was: BANLONG HASHA!&lt;br /&gt;Blocked The Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;3.17AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY Fixed The MySQL Query Browser Fucked Up Gay Errors.&lt;br /&gt;NOW Starting On The Damned Editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; I'm Feeling A Gastric Coming Along, Ignoring It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;3.25AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized I Forgot To Extract Some Scripts,&lt;br /&gt;Extracted Them.&lt;br /&gt;Starting NOW xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;3.41AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25Scripts Speed-Typed.&lt;br /&gt;Scanning And Auto-Fixing Any Errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;3.52AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MapleStory Private Server Configured!!~ (Celebrations!!~~~)&lt;br /&gt;MapleStory Private Server Named "MoonLight MS".&lt;br /&gt;MapleStory Private Server Rates: 200X EXP 75X Mesos 10X Drops&lt;br /&gt;Proceeding To Compile All Data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; I've Been Hit With Major Gastric, Taking A Rest To Cook Instant Noodles And EAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;4.14AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Port Forwarding Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;4.48AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Port Forwarding Is Bloody Easy,&lt;br /&gt;But Unfortunately, My Wireless Host PC Is Turned Off,&lt;br /&gt;So I Cannot Forward My Port. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Everything Is Still Compiling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;7.19AM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent All The Time From 5+ AM Till Now To Continue Debugging And Tweaking The Settings.&lt;br /&gt;Have Yet To Forward Port.&lt;br /&gt;Forward Port Deemed Essential To Enter A Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Will Work On It When My Aunt Turns On The Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Final Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making A Private Server Is Relatively Painless, Patience Is Needed, Though.&lt;br /&gt;I Experienced More Pain Simply Because My PC Is Simply Old.&lt;br /&gt;If You're Thinking Of Creating Your Own Server, Just Make Sure It's One That Can Install Stuff Quick xD&lt;br /&gt;Make Sure You Port Forward To &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;3306, 8484, 8485, 7100, 7101 THIS IS A MUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Working:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Login&lt;br /&gt;World Select&lt;br /&gt;Character Creation&lt;br /&gt;Character Selection&lt;br /&gt;Channel Selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Needs Work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering A Channel &lt;--- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Port Forwarded, Still Getting Errors, Will Look Into It. Visual C++ Identified Breakpoint In Coding, Modifications Will Take More Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-1958282125425392704?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/1958282125425392704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=1958282125425392704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1958282125425392704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1958282125425392704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-due-to-fact-that-there-have-been.html' title='The Problem With Private Servers'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-1691252345807977233</id><published>2008-06-11T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:38:34.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown Craving</title><content type='html'>My Taste Buds And Stomach Have Been Bugging Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Crave A Certain Type Of Food.&lt;br /&gt;Salty, That's The Only Hint They Gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've Been Trying To Fulfill That Craving To No Avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone With Food Suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-1691252345807977233?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/1691252345807977233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=1691252345807977233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1691252345807977233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1691252345807977233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/06/unknown-craving.html' title='Unknown Craving'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-5318516342035065604</id><published>2008-06-10T01:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T03:49:01.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17Hours of Sleep</title><content type='html'>Hello..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Bloody Wasted 17Hours Of My Life Sleeping On A Sofa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I Slept From 5am Till 10+pm. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;That Was A Major Waste Of Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;When I Woke Up, I Felt Like I Was Tortured While Asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;My Lips And Throat Were Super Dry, The Skin On My Lips Were Tearing, Whole Body Ached Like Crazy, Couldn't Think Straight And Basically I Felt Shitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I Felt Better After Brushing My Teeth And Touching My Computer xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Recently Got Into Visual Basic, Wish I Could Say I Was A Pro At It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Thing Is, I Don't Even Get It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I Mean, I Understand And All, But I Can't Troubleshoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;My VB Compiler Is Very Picky And Won't Let Me Type In My Code.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Even When I DO Type it In Correctly, It Says There's An Error. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Public Class Form1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private Sub Form_Load()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   MsgBox("Hello, World!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Sub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Even A Basic Code Like That Won't Run. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Been MSN-ing, Playing FFR And Blowing BubbleGum xD &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(BubbleGum!!~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's About 3.44am Now, I Spent The Time From After I Posted Till Now Getting The Hang Of Visual Basic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Guess What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I Got It! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Not The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Form_Load"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Part Yet, Still Working On It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But, I Pretty Much Can Make A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Calculator&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Some Cute Lil' Random Acronym Maker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I'm Learning More Stuff And Experimenting With Different Commands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Cheers To Experimentation And Hard Work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;B-BoyBlo0d AKA Lone Ranger Edited At 3.47am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4671070614957762354-5318516342035065604?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/5318516342035065604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=5318516342035065604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5318516342035065604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5318516342035065604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/06/17hours-of-sleep.html' title='17Hours of Sleep'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-7074627262199168274</id><published>2008-06-01T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T04:07:18.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst And Best Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Post Will Be For 30 May. xD&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well, I Had Intended To Post Then, But I Fell Asleep Upon Reaching Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pot-Luck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Was Informed About This Pot-Luck That My Primary School Friends Were Having At The LAST MOMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Don't You Just Hate That?)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I Didn't Know What To Get.&lt;br /&gt;When I Called Up A Friend To Ask Her For What To Bring,&lt;br /&gt;She Said, "Ruffles, Lots of Ruffles."&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Did Just That.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got 5 Bags Of Ruffles Potato Chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Put 2 Of Them Into My Bag And I Had To Carry The Other 3 In A Plastic Bag Like An Idiot.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Killing Time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I had Arrived At Queenstown 2.5hrs Early And Had To Kill Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Decided To Visit Suntec City With Another 2Friends I Met Along The Way.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, When I Reached There, I Thought I Was At The Wrong Place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Had Changed So Much!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EVERYTHING Changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Size, Variety, Look, Appeal, Atmosphere, Amount Of People!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I Saw A Cute Little Corner Where There Were Lotsa' Speedcubers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're Damn Freakin' Fast, Dammit.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Walking By The Longkang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, With About 1hr Left Till The Pot-Luck Then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Went Back To Queenstown To Head For Julene's Home &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(One Of The 2Friends I Met)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Get Her Cupcakes, Her Contribution To The Pot-Luck.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Order To Get There, Get The Cupcakes And Get To Queen's Condo,&lt;br /&gt;We Had To Take A Shortcut.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Julene Asked if I Would Take The Shortcut, And I Was, Like, "Yea, Why Not?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I Did Not Know, Was That The Shortcut Involved Spending 15Minutes Walking Side-By-Side With A LongKang. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Managed To Get The Cupcakes And Reach Queen's Condo In Time, Though. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FlashFlashRevolution&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upon Reaching Queen's Condo,&lt;br /&gt;We Went To Lim Min's Home Unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Lim Min Was The Hostess.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There, We Waited For Everyone Else To Come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most Of The People Were There Already.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Boy, Did Everyone Change So Much Over The 2Years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Hardly Recognized Some, Others, Hadn't Changed And The Rest, Looked Too New To Me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, After Playing The Rubik's Revenge There A Few Times,&lt;br /&gt;We Watched Superhero Movie, Super Funny.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I Played FlashFlashRevolution R1 On The Laptop!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flashflashrevolution.com/FFR_the_Game.php"&gt;http://www.flashflashrevolution.com/FFR_the_Game.php&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Played Most Of The Very Challenging, Very Difficult And For Masters Only Songs. xD&lt;br /&gt;Then, Mahadhir Got Interested And Tried It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Died Quicker Than You Can Say "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious".&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pot-Luck Or Quick Lunch?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Everyone Arrived, We Went Down To The Function Room Where We Set Up Everything.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Blasted My Techno Music. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And It Seemed Like Everything Would Go Fine.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Ate, Arm-Wrestled, Sparred.&lt;br /&gt;Yik In Showed Me A Bit Of What He's Learned At B-Boying.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, Mahadhir Suggested Going To Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(A LAN Shop.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There, The Whole Pot-Luck Fell Into A Quick Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;All The Guys Gobbled Everything Up And Left.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Stayed, Then, They Came Back After A While And Went,&lt;br /&gt;"JUSTIN!! COME WITH US!! Must Play!"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Apologized To Lim Min And Everyone Else That I Pangseh Them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Also Cos' Now, There Was A Lot Of Unfinished Food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All The Guys Went, Except For 4Of Them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaving Them To Flirt With The Gals Left Behind.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Didn't Wait For A Response And Left After That.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DotA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Went To Cyrus By Taking A Bus And There,&lt;br /&gt;We Played DotA.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mahadhir And Jeremy Chng &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Not To Be Confused With My Dumbass Bro)&lt;/span&gt; Were The Farmers Of The Game.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dumbasses Spent More Time Farming Than Killing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hong Da, Short Little Kid, Was Good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unexpectedly Good.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Worst Player Was Darren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Was The Only Feeder.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, We Finally Decided On Playing WTF Mode For The Final Game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Decided On No Mass Summoners And Global Casters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eg. Zeus, Lancer, Naga, etc.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was In That Game That Darren Finally Started Owning.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Potm, Spam Elune's Arrow And Starfall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Leap Around To Escape Or Show Off. =.=&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Exercise&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Decided To Walk All The Way Till Our Old Primary School For Fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And On The Way, Near The Beginning Point,&lt;br /&gt;Mahadhir Went, "Justin, Blast Some Techno Lehs.. Like That More Fun."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Did.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There Were A Few People A Long The Way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One Whole Family Was At The Park Where We Were Walking Through.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They Were Sitting On The Grass Slacking. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Along The Way, I Found Out That Darren Was Afraid Of Ghosts.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Took My Time Scaring Him And Playing Ghost Songs XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't Ask Why I Have Ghost Songs In My MP4&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Finally Saw The Marking "1.6km" On The Road And Just Found Out We Weren't Even Halfway To School.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting All Hyper Along The Way Helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Also Played DJ Mystik's Remix Of Ghostbusters. :3&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Getting Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, We Reached Our Destination And We All Split Up To Go home Cos' It Was Getting Late.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I Realized Something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My EZ-Link Ran Out Of Cash. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How Could I Not Remember To Top Up My Own Card?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Couldn't Take A Train Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And My Phone Had A Flat Battery.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Walked Around..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slacked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Asked For Directions..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Some Stranger Reminded Me That 855 Went Through The Queenstown Area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A One-Ride Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky Me, I Had 55Cents Exactly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(What Are The Odds Of That?)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Waited For The Bus, Boarded It And Damn.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Bus Was Bloody Full!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Had To Stand All The Way Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blurred Memory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't Really Remember What Happened When I Got Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But It Should Be Something Like This.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;G'ma: You're Home At Last, Didn't Get Lost?&lt;br /&gt;Justin(Me): zZzZzZzZzZ.. *Snore* zZzZzZzZzZ.. *Snore*&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;One More Thing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amanda And Christine...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE TO ACT CUTE!!!!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BLEAH!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Act Cute De Amanda!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Act Cute De Christine!!~&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wahahahahas!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-7074627262199168274?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/7074627262199168274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=7074627262199168274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7074627262199168274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7074627262199168274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/06/worst-and-best-gathering.html' title='The Worst And Best Gathering'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6034704663501322920</id><published>2008-05-27T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T02:19:23.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modifications</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!~ I've Finally Gotten Around To Posting.&lt;br /&gt;I Have Good And Bad News.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Good News:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have Revamped My BlogSkin!~ Woo!!!~~&lt;br /&gt;Looks Nicer, Yea?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Playlist, Well, I Decided To Add In Pretty Crappy Songs In The Beginning And VERY Nice Songs Towards The End.&lt;br /&gt;All Of The Songs Are Either Korean Or Japanese in Origin, Though, Not All Have Lyrics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll Try To Keep This Blog Alive As Much As I Can. ROAR!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've Also Recently Started To Write A Story,&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Uploading A Link To Get The Chapters Soon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;BAD NEWS:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Here Goes..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Moving From A Comfy Terrace To A Lousy, Stinky, Cramped, 3Bedroom Flat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Yishun (Somewhere)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Won't Be Changing Schools, But It'll Be Harder For Me To Get There And Home From Now On.&lt;br /&gt;And This Means That My Family Has Little Cash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I Doubt I'll Be Going Out Much Now.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;On A Lighter Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll Be Getting Our Results Soon,&lt;br /&gt;Pray To Get A Good Report, Yea?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;READ THIS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To The Top Right, You See My Profile, (Age, Name, School, etc.)&lt;p&gt;You Will Also See Something Titled "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY STORY: Magiclaire&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Click It&lt;/span&gt;, It Is A Link To My Story That Is In Progress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Read&lt;/span&gt; Chapter 1 And Ctritique.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;CHECK BACK&lt;/span&gt; To That Website &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;DAILY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;GUARANTEE&lt;/span&gt; That I'll Put A New Chapter Of The Story Up,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; EVERYDAY Until I Finish It. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6034704663501322920?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6034704663501322920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6034704663501322920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6034704663501322920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6034704663501322920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/05/modifications.html' title='Modifications'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4827756370950267791</id><published>2008-04-27T05:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T05:54:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Long Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well, I Woke At, Like, 1+pm..&lt;br /&gt;But I Got Too Lazy To Get Up And Move About.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So I Lied Down In Bed For A Few Hours.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I Text Someone (Not Telling You All Who =P)&lt;br /&gt;Then I Ate Some Lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Played Maple For  Bit (Cos' I Was Bored)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, My Afternoon And Evening Was Like That.&lt;br /&gt;Lying In Bed Texting..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I Text All The Way Till Late At Night.&lt;br /&gt;Then The Someone Said She Had Snacks Where She Was.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Decided To Kid Around And Said "ee.. Never Share With Me.."&lt;br /&gt;So, She Went, "You Come Here La"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Led To A Pretty Long Discussion About Me Not Geting Chased Away When I Reached There.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I Hesitated As To Whether I Should Go Or Not.&lt;br /&gt;Until She Said That I Didn't Dare.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Decided To Prove That I Dared.&lt;br /&gt;Where Was She?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Little India. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No Kidding.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Went There Anyway, Only To Find That There Was NO FREE FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;So I Bought Myself Some Nachos And Almost Wanted To Go Home When I Was Invited To Go Up (It Was A Shophouse) And Have Some Food. (Yay!~)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's When They Gave Me Seaweed. =.="&lt;br /&gt;So, I Was, Like, "WHAT!? That's All I Get?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Was Happy They Were Kidding About The Seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;In The End, I Got Some Oyster Noodles xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then I Went Home Via Cab..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text Somemore..&lt;br /&gt;Played DotA For A Bit,&lt;br /&gt;Then Went Online At MSN.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playtime With Amanda&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Okay, First Person I Saw Online At, Like, 2+am,&lt;br /&gt;Amanda.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Had Some Small Chat Where She Claimed I Was Acting Cute Again..&lt;br /&gt;(I Am Not! xD)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then I Found Out That Amanda Was Doing Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;So What Was I To Do?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Invited Her For A Game Of Tic-Tac-Toe,&lt;br /&gt;Then We Played Checkers, Reversi, Minesweeper Flags, Checkers Again, Tic-Tac-Toe Again, Rock-Paper-Scissors, Sent A Song Over To Her And Played Sudoku Too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ALL Of THAT Took Till 5.34am To Finish. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3Hrs Of MSN Games &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then, She Told Me To Blog  About Her, And Told Me To Make Sure It Was Long..Well, I Don't Know How To Make Things Long. xD&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Guess I Won't Be The One Posting The Longest Post On Earth Any Time Soon. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4827756370950267791?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4827756370950267791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4827756370950267791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4827756370950267791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4827756370950267791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-day.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6699778025419483061</id><published>2008-03-17T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:15:07.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Named So Because I Have ABSOLUTELY Nothing To Write About.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But I Promised Myself I'd Write Something Before Sleeping, So Here Goes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Erm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Blank.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;School Was Okay, Lotsa' Funny Stuffs But I Won't Go Into Details, Huge Mental Block In My Head Preventing Me From Thinking, I Should Sleep..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Reroy, Seraphim And I Went To KFC To Eat.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Felt Like An Extra, Those 2 Should Be ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Seraphim Bit Me, wtf.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then Met Shaun And Everyone Else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then We All Pangseh Reroy And Seraphim.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I Ate Nothing More Than Ice, Syrup, Jelly And Red Bean.&lt;br /&gt;Ice Kachang. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;After Which, I Played With The PSP..&lt;br /&gt;Then Shaun Taught Mervin Some B-Boying..&lt;br /&gt;Then I Slacked..&lt;br /&gt;Practised A Bit..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We Later Went Looking For FangYu,&lt;br /&gt;They Ate Somemore, Talia Came Along Stepping On People's Shoes,&lt;br /&gt;I Was Bored So Stepped On Her Shoes..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Everyone Went Home, I Did The Same..&lt;br /&gt;Slacked At Home,&lt;br /&gt;Chat On MSN With Julene For Very Long.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Updated Blog And Now Waiting To Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6699778025419483061?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6699778025419483061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6699778025419483061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6699778025419483061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6699778025419483061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/03/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4791849084472549775</id><published>2008-03-16T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:22:06.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Friends And Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Of Friends And Plans&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Woke At 5+pm, Wonderful Rest.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Anyway, I Immediately Went To Using MSN And Found Out Something Shocking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well, I Won't Tell You The Details. =P&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then I Talked To Rachel And Florinda.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Gave Me Julene's Handphone Number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Julene Is This Girl In My Old Primary School, She's Rather Quiet And Softspoken, Never Talked To Her Much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But I Was Amazed At How Well She Remembered Me.&lt;br /&gt;And All I Remember Of Her Is This One Memory Of Her Sitting Down Attentively. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I Then Got Michael's MSN Through Rachel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I Made Plans With Him To Go Ice Skating This June. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I Spent The WHOLE Day Talking To Michael, Sending Songs To Rachel And Listening To Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then I Text Julene For A Bit And Then Chat With Her On MSN.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Apparently, She LOVES Para-Para As Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her Favourite Songs Are Tora-Tora-Tora And Yesterday.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I've Made Plans To Go To The Arcade With Her During June To Play Para-Para~&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kinda' Happy That I'm Slowly Regaining My Old Contacts.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But The Holidays Are Ending.. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4791849084472549775?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4791849084472549775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4791849084472549775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4791849084472549775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4791849084472549775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/03/of-friends-and-plans.html' title='Of Friends And Plans'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3997766020999880210</id><published>2008-03-15T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T03:21:29.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Old Friend&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Haha, Haven't Updated For AGES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Anyway, I'd Like To Tell The Whole Damn World That I'm Freakin' HAPPY!!!~~~&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well, Mostly Because I Just Ate Some Noodles.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;BUT, I Also Managed To Regain Contact With My Primary School Friend, Rachel Quah Meiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;She's One Of Those Few People I Can Truly Call A Friend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;After 2 WHOLE DAMN YEARS Without Contacting Her,&lt;br /&gt;I Finally (By Accident) Found Her Blog.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Then I Wanted To Make Sure It Really Was THE Rachel, My Old Buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Struck Gold With This One, It WAS My Friend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And Not Talking To A Friend For 2 Years Is Enough For Some People To Forget A Person Ever Existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;She Remembered Me PERFECTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Thank God.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Apparently, Her Mom Remembers Me Too. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Was Told That Rachel's Mom Would Ask How I Was Doing, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rachel's Bro, Michael, Has Grown into A Mix Of Calvin And Shaun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A Genius Flirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He's Super Handsome, Super Smart And Has A Lot Of Girl Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Think He's Even More Pro Than Shaun.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At Least ONE Girl Will Call His House Everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe I Should Ask Michael To Teach me A Few Things.. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, I Got Tyrone's MSN Through Rachel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Which Means 2 Birds Down With One Stone.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rachel Simply Loves Dollfies Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In Case You Don't Know What They Are, They Are Super Uber Cute Vinyl Dolls That Look SO REAL!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're More Realistic Than Barbie Dolls.&lt;br /&gt;They're Also More Expensive, o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(About $1000+ Haha)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;We Had A Pretty Long Chat, To Catch Up With All That's Been Happening In Our Lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And She Has 2 Dogs Now, Kira And Kaze.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;She Also Started Her Piano Interest Again Last Year, I Linked To Her Blog.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;YOU MUST VISIT HER BLOG AND TAG IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even If You Don't Know Her&lt;/span&gt;, Just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tag &lt;/span&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Say That I Forced You To&lt;/span&gt;, Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3997766020999880210?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3997766020999880210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3997766020999880210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3997766020999880210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3997766020999880210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/03/old-friend.html' title='Old Friend'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2379783696807669600</id><published>2008-02-17T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:28:49.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lost Time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Okay, This Blog Is Dead, I'll Admit It, It Isn't That I Am Lazy Or Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Serious, I Simply Have No Time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Stupid McDonald's Messed Up My Work Schedule, My Punching Out Hours From 8pm Moved To 10pm Or 11pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A HUGE JUMP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Means I Reach Home Damn Late And Have To Sleep Straight Away.&lt;br /&gt;Even With Me Sleeping At The Moment I Rech Home, I Still Wake Up The Next Day Tired And Sleepy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life Has Been Like That For A While Now,&lt;br /&gt;I Should Be Used To It, Right?&lt;br /&gt;Right, Right, Right?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm Going Crazy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Why I Work?&lt;br /&gt;For The God-Damned Cash.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Seems Man Has Condemned The Very Nature Of Existence By Making Everyone Labour To Survive.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Used To Be, Hunt Or Be Hunted.&lt;br /&gt;Now It Is, Pay Your Taxes, Bills, Work Your Ass Off, Get A Bit Of Money And You May Survive Another Month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Or You Get Robbed And Die.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Money Wasn't A Factor Of Survival When The Universe Was Created, Now It Is.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Haha, I'm Ranting On About Random Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm Just Pissed Off.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Well, This Is My Blog Post Now, No Structure, No Good Language And No Wonderful Expressions, Just The Raw, Skinless Post.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This Is My Schedule For The Forseeable Future:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: CLB&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Work&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: CCA And Guitar Class&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Work&lt;br /&gt;Friday: CG Meeting/FreeTime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Saturday: Work&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Church&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;It Is Like This ALL THE WAY.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It All Ends Late And Are Boring, So I Pretty Much Am Becoming A Bit More Irritable.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Argh, Talking About Stuff Which Don't Matter.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, Gotta' Get Structure Into My Post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Woke At 10+am, Bathed And Left For Church.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'd Rather Be Home Sleeping~&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I Reached The Church, Service Had Just Started,&lt;br /&gt;So We Had The Usual Boring Singing Of Worship Songs.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After That, The Pastor Preached About "Building To Last".&lt;br /&gt;It Was A Pretty Interesting Message.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After That, I Chat On My Cellphone While Waiting For My Friends To Stop Slacking.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lunch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Took A Lot Of Time, But They Finally Decided To Have Lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When We Reached The Food Court, I Was Famished, Ready To Gobble Down Any Chunk Of Food In Sight.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I Didn't, I Am, Afterall, Human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wanted To Buy The Roasted Duck Noodles, No Stock.?&lt;br /&gt;So I Decided, Prata!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Wow, They Were Out Of It Too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;HOW CAN YOU BE FREAKIN' OUT OF PRATA IN EARLY AFTERNOON!!!?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Got Desperate And Asked Bruce For A Suggestion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me: Bruce... What's There To Eat Man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bruce: You Go Try The Popiah Lah, Damn Fierce One, Must Try.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Me: Okay, Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Bruce: Eh, Help Me Buy Popiah Too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What The-&lt;br /&gt;He Tricked Me Into Buying It For Him.. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, The Popiah Was $1.20 Each And It Did Taste Good. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Arcade&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, After We Had Eaten, I Chat On My Cellphone A Bit More.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Else Was Procrastinating On Leaving, So Hey, Why Not Me Too?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, We Left After Another Long While.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheryl And I Took The Same Bus And We Decided On Going To The Jurong Point Acade.&lt;br /&gt;WhenIn There, I Played The&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Para-Para Machine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Basketball "Thingy"&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Time Crisis.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, There Was This Little Girl, Probably About 7-Years Of Age.&lt;br /&gt;She Literally Owned The Para-Para Machine.&lt;br /&gt;And Definitely Was Much Better Than Me. *Sob*&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Her Dance Techniques Were Fluid, Liquid Dancer, Damn..&lt;br /&gt;If Nothing Can Make You Look Dumb, A 7-Year Old Owning You At What You Enjoy With Style Is Definitely Gonna' Make You Feel At Least Stupid.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, After That Shocking Sight, I Felt Much Better When Cheryl Tried To Play The Para-Para Machine.&lt;br /&gt;She Sucked, Big Time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At The Basketball Machine, I Got 140 As My Highest, Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Royce Is Too Much, 209.&lt;br /&gt;Shaun Is Even Worse, 210.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Hate Them For That, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, At The DDR Machine, I Saw Some Guy In His Early 40s Playing It.&lt;br /&gt;I Thought He'd Be Sucky, But Had To Take Back That Thought Soon Enough.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Played Like Some Bloody Sick Professional With Nothing To Do All Day But Play DDR At Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Cheryl Left Me To Rot At The Arcade And Went Home, I Played A Bit More And Walked Around Jurong Point, Mostly Window Shopping.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Train Ride Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, It Was Mostly Uneventful, But One Interesting Was That A Bangla And A Chinese Fought Because The Chinese Guy Blocked The Bangla's Path Into The Train.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bubble Tea&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, When I Arrived In AMK Hub, I Went Straight To Get A Blue Coral Ice Blended And Chat On The Phone Somemore..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went To See If McDonald's Had Given Me My Pay Yet.&lt;br /&gt;They Hadn't, The Bastards.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Then Went Home And Fell Asleep, I Woke Up Shortly After And Practised My Tutting And Waves Then Posted This Update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2379783696807669600?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2379783696807669600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2379783696807669600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2379783696807669600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2379783696807669600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost-time.html' title='Lost Time'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6620322911922910628</id><published>2008-01-20T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:28:13.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyndi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cyndi&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, Major Apology For Not Posting Yesterday, I Came Home At 4am And Slept At Around 5am, So I Didn't Have Time To Post. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Basically Post About Yesterday, Today Was Kinda' Boring. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll Post Something About Today, I Went To Church, B-Boyed And Went Home. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The End. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday - Screw Ups&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Woke Kinda' Late, 1+pm, Used My PC, Got Ready For Work And Left At 3pm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Reached McDonald's, I Checked My Schedule And Got Instantly Pissed Off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Work Hours Of 4pm Till 8pm Got Later And Got Extended. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Is, 6pm Till 12am. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got Damn Pissed And Complained To Raymond (Head Manager).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Apologized And Said He'd Try To Fix It. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Ahem* Try!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What The Fuck Do You Mean By "Try"!? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boiling Point&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Started Work, I Decided To Take Over Fries, Huge Mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There Were So Many Damned Orders And Too Little Space To Cook Enough Fries. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Basically Fell Behind, Even With The Oil Vats Being Occupied All The Time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then The Banglah Women Had To Ruin It Somemore, They Kept Telling The Manager I Was Slow, Bitches. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Almost Wanted To Scream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Instead Slammed The Fries Holder Many Times Over. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Enigma&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Did Lobby Duty A Few Times, Each Of The Times, About An Hour Apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And EVERY Single Time I Went, There Was This China Girl Always On A Table, Using Her Laptop. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wouldn't Find It Unusual, But She Was There Everyday From Before I Started Work Till 5am. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Decided To Shrug It Off And Continued To Work. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Revenge&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took A Break For The First Time, Not Because I Was Tired, But Because I Wanted To See Them Survive Without Me Handling The Fries. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was Funny, People Were Running Here And There Because There Weren't Enough Fries. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You May Think I'm Being Evil, But Hey, I'm Under-Paid And Over-Worked. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bonus&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some Bunch Of Gangsters Decided To Make Trouble At McDonald's During My Breaktime. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They Ordered A Double CheeseBurger, Went Outside, Took Out All The Cheese, Came Back Inside And Shouted, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oye! KNN! Order Double CheeseBurger Also Dunno How Put 2 Cheese Inside! Double CheeseBurger Means 2 Cheese! Why No Cheese In My Burger!?" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The People Replaced The Double CheeseBurger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5Times. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, They Got Bored And Went Elsewhere. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Notice Something?&lt;br /&gt;In A Group Of "Pai Kia"s, There Will ALWAYS Be At Least One Ah Lian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wonder Why. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must Be A Gang Thing. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Early Day-Off&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After My Break, I Went Back To Work, This Time, It Was More Relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got To Go Home Early Because There Weren't Many Customers. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;First-Contact&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Since I Was Released Early, I Decided To Ask That Girl Why She Came Into McDoanld's Every Single Day. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Replied In Chinese. =.=" &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Told Her That I Spoke Little Chinese, In Chinese Of Course. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Then Spoke In English And Said, "My Enlgish Not So Good." &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So We Had A Small Chat And I Learnt She Wakes At 3+pm Most Of The Time And Kills Time By Staying In McDonald's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Uses Her Laptop To Watch Cartoons And Use QICQ, Whatever That Is. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some Kind Of MSN Clone. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Then Went To Change Into My Casual Clothing. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friendship&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Returned, She Got Shocked And Said She Didn't Recognize Me After I Changed Out Of The Mac's Uniform. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, After That, Naturally, We Began To Ask Each Other Questions And Have Some Small Chit-Chat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Then Showed Her My Youtube Vids And When She Saw My Rubik's Vid, She Asked If It Was Me In The Video. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Didn't Believe When I Said Yes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Proved It To Her By Taking Out A Rubik's From My Bag And Solving It. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From There, She Told Me To Teach Her, Because She Had A Rubik's Cube Too. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Note: Check This, In China, One Rubik's Cube Costs SGD2. The Rubik's In Singapore Is SGD11. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Simon&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, After I Thought Her The First Layer, Which Was Hard Due To The Language Barrier, She Told Me That Some Sissy Guy In A McDonald's Uniform Sat Next To Her And Asked Her For Her Handphone Number, Just Like That. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Got Damn Scared And Thought The Sissy Guy Was Gonna' Do "Something" To Her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Gave The Guy Her Number And Somehow Chased Him Away. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Person That Came To My Mind, "Simon". &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Called Simon And Brought Him To Her And She Confirmed It. xD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Told My Manager And Simon Got Into Some Shit, Which I Will Not Mention Due To Violence Which Isn't Suitable For Children Below 16. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Harmonic&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Language Barrier Made It Harder To Teach The 2nd Layer, So I Resorted To Using Paper And Pictures. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't Laugh, It Worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After She Mastered Both The 1st And 2nd Layer, She Took Out A Pen And Started Twirling It Around Her Thumb Like Crazy. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Damn Shocked. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Was Doing A Harmonic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Harmonic Is Like This: Thumbaround --&gt; Reverse Thumbaround --&gt; Thumbaround --&gt; Reverse Thumbaround, etc. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Was Instantly Amazed, I Soon Learned She Was A Skilled Penspinner, She Even Had A Modded Pen From Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Expensive Kind. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, She Tried To Teach Me How To Do A Harmonic, But I Failed As A Student And Couldn't Learn It. =/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deja Vu&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Past Midnight, The China Girl's Elder Sister Came And We Exchanged Some Small Chat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Was Thinking, "Holy Shit, THis Situation Feels Damn Familiar, Has It Happened Before?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I Shrugged It Off. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pretty Patterns&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Managed To Teach Her How To Solve The Entire Cube On Her Own, Which Made Her Go All Hyper, She Was Like "Jie, Ni Kan, Zuo Wan Ler!" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her Sis Was, Like, Giving Some Sarcastic Smile Which Was Damn Funny And We Laughed. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took The Solved Cube And Made A Few Rubik's Patterns Like: 6Dots, Jesus's 6Cross, 4Dots, Cube In A Cube, Cube In A Cube In A Cube And The Yin-Yang. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Took Photographs Of All The Patterns. =.=" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se Then Rummaged Through My Bag And Took My File Out, Saw Some Of My Drawings And Took Photgraphs Of All Of It. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cyndi&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, We Continued Chatting Till About 3+am Then I Took Out My Phone From My Bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;34 Missed Calls. wtf? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All Of It Was From My Mom. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Called Back, Was Told To Get A Cab Home And Go To Sleep. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Told The China Girl What Had Happened, Then We Chat Somemore, After That, Guess What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER China Girl Came With Her Own Laptop And Sat Down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Then Used QICQ. zz.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All Of Them Are The Same. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Other China Girl's Name Is Elain. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was About To Leave, So I Went, "Goodbye, Elain. Goodbye- Eh, Wait- I Forgot To Ask Your Name." &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elain Laughed And Went, "You've Been Talking To Her For Quite Some Time Now, Right? How Can You Forget To Get A Name?" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went Over To The Girl And She Took A Pen And Wrote "C-Y-N-D-I"&lt;br /&gt;"Cyndi?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yea, Your Name?" &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Scribbled Something And Was Amazed She Could Even Read My Writing. =.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Justin, Right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Yea, Smart, Bye Cyndi" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Bye, Justin" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Then Took A Cab, Reached Home And Slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6620322911922910628?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6620322911922910628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6620322911922910628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6620322911922910628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6620322911922910628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/cyndi.html' title='Cyndi'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-8944549041889360565</id><published>2008-01-18T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:58:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Endurance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, 'Sup!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Extremely Tired Now, But I'll Write A Post Anyway, Then I'll Bathe And Sleep.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something About Today's Weather Made A Lot Of People &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(Expecially Me)&lt;/span&gt; Sleepy, Most Of Us Slept In A Few Of The Lessons.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Were Lucky The Teachers Didn't Mind Us Sleeping In Class.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During Recess, I Played With Keekai, We Played So Roughly, I Ended Up Getting Slammed Into The Wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Concrete Wall&lt;/span&gt; Had A Small Section Of It&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; BREAK Off&lt;/span&gt; And My Two Front Teeth Started Becoming Shaky.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Find It Weird That &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My Teeth Could Break Concrete And Still Be In My Mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Know, I Always Thought That Human Teeth Would Break Or Come Out If You Hit It Against Someone's Fists.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If A Punch Could Break Teeth, A &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Concrete Wall To The Teeth Should Crush It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But It Didn't.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Decided To Get To A Dentist To See IF Anything Could Be Done For It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Luck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Rushed As Quickly As I Could Back Home So That I Could Get To A Dental Clinic.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upon Reaching Home, I Left For The Dental Clinic Shortly After.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At The Dental Clinic, The Dentist Took A Look At My Teeth, Tapped It With Some Stuffs, Did A Few More Weird Things.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Then Said, "You're One Lucky Boy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Confused And Asked Her Why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Your Teeth Isn't Even Scratched Or Fractured&lt;/span&gt;, It'll Take 3 To 6 Months To Heal," Was Her Reply.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, In A Nutshell, I Can Only Get Braces Once My Teeth Heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;CANNOT&lt;/span&gt; Eat Chicken, Cookies, Sweets And Any Other Hard Food.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Reasons Why I Am Damn Lucky:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) My Teeth Are Decay Prone And Weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) They Are Crooked, Meaning My Teeth Can Break Easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) It Was A Freakin' Concreate Wall I Broke With Nothing But Teeth&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Began To Think After A While.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Thought How Amazing It Was That The Human Body Had So Much &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Endurance&lt;/span&gt; To Injury,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Breaking Concrete Slabs With Hands, Heads And Feet.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Getting Run Over By A Truck And Surviving.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And, Smashing Concrete With Teeth And The Teeth Still Be There.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Another Injury&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Slacked At Home And Went For My Church Cell Group Meeting Soon After.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During The Praise And Worship, I Cracked My Knuckles And Ended Up Injuring A Vein Which Inevitably Caused My Whole Arm To Hurt, It Still Hurts Like Crazy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crazy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When It Was Over, I Went With Hui Bin, Zuben And Leon To A Nearby Bus Stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There, Leon Helped Me Take 2 Photographs Of Me Doing A Handstand And A One-Armed Handstand On The Road.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Post It Up Some Other Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-8944549041889360565?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/8944549041889360565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=8944549041889360565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8944549041889360565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8944549041889360565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/http-error-404.html' title='Endurance'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4130499748244266775</id><published>2008-01-18T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:53:58.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Of My Beloved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Death Of My Beloved&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Guys (And Gals), This Update Is A Little Late, I Know, But I Forgot About The Time And Came Back At About 12.20am.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, School Was The Most Boring Day Ever. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Almost Fell Asleep And I Can Hardly Remember Anythig Happening.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One Thing I Do Remember Though, Is Hui Xuan Asking To Borrow My Rubik's Keychain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Told Me To "Throw'' My Rubik's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Said The Exact Words, "Justin, Throw Me Your Rubik's"&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Did Just That, It Flew Towards Her, She Almost Caught It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Missed. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cube Dropped Onto The Floor And Broke.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Heart Broke Too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Beloved Rubik's Keychain Died.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Almost Cried Because My Bestfriend Got Shattered. (Joking)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I Was Sad, Not Angry, Sad.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Picked Up The Pieces, Went Into "Zombie-Mode" And Tried To Fix It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Failed No Matter How Hard I Tried.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Work&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When The Class Was Dismissed, I Headed For My Workplace, Found Out I Was Early, Went To AMK Hub, Ate Lunch, Took Out Some Cash And Headed Back To McDonald's.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Started Work And Learnt Something New, How To Be A Runner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, Not The Marathon Runners, A Counter Runner.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Basically Take Orders, Pathetic. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still It Was Interesting And Time Flew Like Crazy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11pm, I Punched Out And Chat On The Phone With Karesia Till 12 Midnight Then Decided To Eat Something.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got A Take-Away Double Cheeseburger Meal And Took A Cab Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Ate Alone, Proceeded To My PC And Updated This Half-Dead Blog.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'm Holding A Funeral For My Rubik's, Please Attend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, That's All I'm Willing To Write, I'm Tired As Hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Bathe Then Go To Sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4130499748244266775?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4130499748244266775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4130499748244266775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4130499748244266775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4130499748244266775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/death-of-my-beloved.html' title='Death Of My Beloved.'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3375567906843176904</id><published>2008-01-16T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:13:02.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Google Sky&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Not Gonna' Post Some Long Update Today, I Think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Basically Did A Few Things This Afternoon.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate Lunch, Talked To Talia's Mom, Got Some Yoghurt, Went Home And Went For My Guitar Class.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On The Way Back, Some Stupid Old Bus Uncle Was Pissing Me Off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Hadn't Changed Out Of My Uniform By 8pm, It Was Obvious I Was A Student.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But When I Put In 60Cents, He Said "1Dollar For Adults."&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End, He Was Making So Much Noise I Paid Him And Plotted Payback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Did Get Revenge, I Rang The Bus Bell Like Crazy, Tapped My EZ-Link, With Negative Value In, It Many Times So That It Made That Annoying "Beep, Beep, Beep" Noise Many Times.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Then Got Off The Bus, Waved To The Uncle, Shouted Out That He Should Fuck Himself And Pointed My Middle Finger At Him.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GoogleEarth Incarnate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Google Earth's Newest Update Now Brings You Google Sky, Also Known As Google Universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All That Is Needed Is 13MB, A Little PC Speed And A Broadband Connection And You Can See The Whole Of The Earth..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea, They Have Been Able To Do That For Quite Long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT This Time, It Also Can Give You A View Of The UNIVERSE.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea, Some Shit For You All To Play With While You're Bored Or Just Wanna' Kill Time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://earth.google.com/sky/index.html"&gt;http://earth.google.com/sky/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Download Link Up There.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's All.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3375567906843176904?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3375567906843176904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3375567906843176904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3375567906843176904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3375567906843176904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/google-sky.html' title='Google Sky'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-795451567172969351</id><published>2008-01-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:11:01.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr. Justin's Off Day&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'm Back With Another Update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT, This Time, I've Got A Video To Show Everyone!!~ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, Please Stop My Blog's Music Before Playing The Vid, The Vid Has Music. xD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Actually, This Video Is A Product Of &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Boredom,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Free-Time&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My Auntie's Phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Gotta' Thank Her For That.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, School Is Still As Boring As Ever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing Much Again.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, But Gloria's Sister Has Such A COOL NAME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her Name Is &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Seraphim. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I Wish I Had A Cool Name, The Name Justin Sounds So Plain And Ordinary. =/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I Went All The Way To McDonald's (My Workplace) Only To Find Out That I Didn't Have To Come For Work Today, I Wasn't Scheduled For Today. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Went All The Way Back Home And Had The Whole Day To Myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Did I Do? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Decided To Practice My &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Penspinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Mastered The "Infinity" And Have Already More Or Less &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(Less)&lt;/span&gt; Mastered The Double And Extended Infinity. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Practiced For HOURS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Fact, I Practiced From Afternoon Till Evening. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Got Bored, So I Decided To Take A Video, Using Vanessa's Phone And Rubik's Cube, And Sent It To My PC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Edited It And Uploaded It Into Youtube. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The End. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EVERYONE: Where's The Fuckin' Video You Promised!? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: I Forgot, Wait- &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Some Rummaging* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Justin: Found It: &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a12Dk-84xKU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a12Dk-84xKU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EVERYONE: This Vid Sux!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-795451567172969351?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/795451567172969351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=795451567172969351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/795451567172969351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/795451567172969351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/off-day.html' title='Off Day'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6343944333561953598</id><published>2008-01-14T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:36:48.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of New Plans And Tactics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Of New Plans And Tactics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I've Decided That I May Only Post An Update Maybe On Alternate Days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Will Become Increasingly Difficult For Me To Post Consistently Because There Will Be Many Factors Judging How I Spend My Week. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday &lt;p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Woke At An Early Time To Meet Up With Kady, And Later, Talia, Emily And Royce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Were Going To Catch A Movie Titled; "One Missed Call". &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, My 4x4x4 Rubik's Revenge Broke Into Many Pieces Which Cannot Be Fixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Playing With It At The AMK Train Station When A Piece Dropped Out, Bounced On The Platform And Fell Onto The Train Tracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Plan On Buying A 5x5x5 Proffesor's Cube. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, When I Had Met Up With Kady, We Went For Her Church's Service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Met Many Peole I Already Met From The Christmas Party And Many Other New People Who Were All Very Interesting Individuals. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There Was This One Guy, Matthew, He Was Like The Dinesh Of YCKSS, Except, He Is More "Likable". &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another Guy, Was A Rubik's Enthusiast As Well, He Gave Me Some Pointers On Reducing My Cubing Times. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There Was Also This Lady, Trixie By The Name, She Had This Sore Throat Which Was So Terrible, She Didn't Dare Speak Or Laugh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead, She Took A Transparent Board, White Marker And A Cute Little Cloth To Communicate. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Arm Wrestled Some Of The Guys There, They're All Very Strong, I'm Almost At Their Level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost, But Not Quite. =( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Ride To Yishun &lt;p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Fellowship, Kady And I Left To Take A Bus So We Could Meet Up With Everyone Else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On The Bus, Kady Was Reading Her Favourite Book "Eclipse".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, I Was Staring Out The Window And Felt Damn Sad And Lonely For No Reason. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rendezvous &lt;p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upon Reaching The Yishun Bus Interchange, We Alighted And Met Up With Emily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Later Went To Kady's Home So That She Could Change Into A Different Clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When That Was Done, We Went To The "Golden Village" And Met Up With Royce And, Later, Talia. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With All Of Us Together, We Got Our Tickets And Proceeded To The Theater To Get Our Seats. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Movie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WARNING: MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS ABOUT THE MOVIE "ONE MISSED CALL"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"One Missed Call" Is Basically About This Ghost Who Kills People By First Dialling Their Handphone Number And Gives Them A Missed Call. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, It Leaves A Voice Message Or A Video Showing How That Person Will Behave Before Dying. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Strange Part?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Missed Calls Are Dated And Timed To Be At The EXACT Time And Day Of Death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Means It Is A Call From The Future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End, A Good Cop Dies And The Female Lead Is Saved By The Ghost's Mother's Spirit. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If You're Looking For A Truely Horrific Movie, You'll Be Disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But It Has Some Funny And Intruiging Parts. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rating: 3.5/5 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Machine Gun &lt;p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Movie, We Went Walking Around Northpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kady Was Being Weird That Day, She Kept On Looking For EVERY SINGLE Opportunity To Insult Me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wasn't Annoyed At All In The Beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Soon, It Got Funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, It Got Old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And It Finally Became A Little Irritating. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Much Tolerating, I Couldn't Take It Anymore, There's Only So Much You Can Hit A Guy Before He Has To Hit Back. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of Course, I Didn't Punch Her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Stomped Away, Cursed Her And Sunk Into A Gloomy Mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Kept On Shooting Me, Like A Machine Gun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too Irritating.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, In The End, We Went Home Because Kady Soon Got Pissed, Because I Was Pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School, The Usual Stuff, Filled With Gloriously Wonderful Boredom.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After That, We Met Up With Shaun To Have Lunch At McDonald's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next, I Went Off Alone To AMK Avenue 4's McDonald's For Work.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Admit, I Was Pretty Tired, I Hadn't Slept Well The Previous Night.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work Was Basically Me At The Vats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(The Vats Is The Place Where You Cook Those Patties And Nuggets.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Had The Misfortune Of Seeing That Gay Simon Again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Cooking The Nuggets When He Came, He &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;TOUCHED ME&lt;/span&gt; By The Shoulder When He Came.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;THAT FUCKING IDIOT.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, He Tied To Strike Up Conversation, But I Said, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Shut Up, Less Talk, More Work,"&lt;/span&gt; With An Angry Tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Immediately Walked Away.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A While Later, He Was Getting Unbearable, So I Shouted Loudly, "&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shut The Fuck-Up, Bloody Gay Shit."&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You All Wanna' Know His Reply?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Hey You!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Watch It Okay, I Am Not Gay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I Slap Your Mouth Then You Know."&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Kind Of Response A Gay Would Say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Mean, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Slap My Mouth&lt;/span&gt;? What Kind Of A Weak Insult Is That?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, My Constant Hitting Him By "Accident" And My Indirect Insults To Him Soon Taught Him To Not Disturb Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My Plan Worked.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jac&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Work "Mummy", She Is Damn Funny And Was The One Who Really Kept Me Entertained During The Boring 4Hours Of Work.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I Just Learnt She Can Solve A 3x3x3 Rubik's Too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;After Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Gonna' Skip 4Hours Worth Of Update Time Because I'm Tired And Wanna' Sleep.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Work, I Ate And Went Home, The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6343944333561953598?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6343944333561953598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6343944333561953598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6343944333561953598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6343944333561953598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/error-404-if-youve-received-this.html' title='Of New Plans And Tactics.'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6955193125628055416</id><published>2008-01-12T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:24:51.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's That Smell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What's That Smell?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Guys, So Sorry I Didn't Update About Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Couldn't Because My Internet Connection Took A Vacation.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, In A Nut-Shell, Was About Me Getting My Bank Card (At Last) And Cell Group.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On The Way Home Last Night, Some Guy Sat Beside Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Recognized Him As The Guy Who Works At The "7-eleven" Convenience Store Near My House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Is Another Gay. He Acts And Sounds Gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Is Also Worse Than Simon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Simon &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; Take Plastic Surgery To Get Boobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This Guy Did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Makes Me Wonder, Why Am I Surrounded By Gay People. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Officially Woke At 12.58pm Today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From About 9.27am Til 12.58pm, It Was A Mixture Of Waking Up And Sleeping Again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, When I DID Wake Up, I Used My PC For A Bit, Chat On MSN, Play Some Games, The Usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Aiming To Burn Time Until 2pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Bathed, Changed And Got My Things Ready For "Work".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All That Took About 30Minutes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Another 45Minutes To Burn, I Had A Chat With Kady And Lim Ting For A Bit And Text Karesia, She Wanted To Get A Job To Lighten Her Mom's Burden On Paying The Tuition Fee. How Sweet!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Also Blasted All My Music To It's Max. Volume.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3.15pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got My Shoes On, Stuffed My Pockets With A Handphone And A Wallet, Then Left For McDonald's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Trip There Was Uneventful.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Who Is This?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Reached McDonald's, I Got Changed And Had A Chat With Some Auntie Who Works At McDonald's Too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon, I Spotted Someone Who Looked Familiar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Walked Towards The Short Girl To Get A Better Look.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Turned Around And Looked At Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was Karesia. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Suddenly Started Going All "Hyper" And Bounced Around Like A Basketball During An NBA Match.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Took A Photo Of Me In My Stupid McDonald's Uniform And Said She'll Show It To Kady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Then Laughed At Me And Left McDonald's. =.="&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meet The Fuckers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4pm, I Punched-In And Started Work At The Patties Vats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was Mostly Uneventful Until Some &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Banglah &lt;/span&gt;Who Was In-Charge Of The Fries For Today Left Her Station And Slacked.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Left Me To Take Care Of 2 Stations, Stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Told The Manager About It, Apparently, The &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Banglah &lt;/span&gt;Has Been Sucking Up To The Manager.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So She Got Away Scott Free And She Continued Slacking.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A While Later, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ANOTHER BANGLAH&lt;/span&gt; Stared At Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Ignored Her And Continued My Work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Few Moments Later, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SHE FUCKING STARED AT ME AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Stared Back This Time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Went, "What?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Said Loudly, "What?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Smiled And Turned Away, I Shouted At Her, "Xia Lan".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Imitated Me, But Said It In Some Mocking, Sissy Tone.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Ignored That &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bitch&lt;/span&gt; And Cursed Her Like Crazy Under My Breath.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pay Back&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A While Later, Peak Hours, We Had To Cook At Double Speed And I Was Having Some Trouble Keeping Up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Kitchen Was Crowded With People Running Up And Down.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Saw That &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bitch-Banglah&lt;/span&gt; Who Stared At Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Purposefully Walked Towards Her And Hit Her With My Shoulders Real Hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Then Walked Away Like Nothing Happened.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Know I Said I Won't Hit A Girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But She's A Woman. =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Taking Out The Trash&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time Flew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Looked At The Clock, 7pm, My Shift Would Be Over In An Hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just Then. My Manager Asked Me For A Favour.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In McDonald's, If The Manager Asks You For A Favour, It's A Bad Thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I Obliged Anyway, I Coudn't Possibly Say "No".&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Manager Said, "Okay, That's Good. Please Follow Fani To The Dumpster And Take Out The Trash."&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Hadn't "Taken Out The Trash" Before, So I Assumed It'll Be Throwing The &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Plastic Bags Of Junk&lt;/span&gt; Into Those &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Giant Green Containers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy, Was I Wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fani Explained It Was Taking Those&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Giant Green Containers&lt;/span&gt; To The &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Warehouse Filled With Garbage, The Place You See Banglah Guys Go To.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Instantly Regretted It, But Followed Him Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Trip There Took 5Minutes, The &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Worst 5Minutes Of My Life.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Had To Wear A Glove And Drag Those Containers Of Plastic Bags To The Warehouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those Green Containers Were Hard To Move And Control.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Worst 35Minutes Of My Life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If The Journey To The Warehouse Is The &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Worst 5Minutes Of My Life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Warehouse Is The &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Worst 35Minutes Of My Life.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Moment I Was Within 25Metres Of The Warehouse, My First Thought Was,&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; "What's That Smell?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I Stepped &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;INSIDE &lt;/span&gt;Of The Warehouse, I Almost Died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;THE WORST&lt;/span&gt; Stink On &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;EARTH.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was There With Fani, It Was So Smelly, I Had To Either Breathe By Putting My Nose Against My Sleeves Or Hold My Breath.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Had To Operate Some God-Damn Dirty Machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All That Took &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;35Minutes&lt;/span&gt;, I Was Grateful To Be Out After It Ended.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Took Another &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;5Minutes&lt;/span&gt; To Get Back To McDonald's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When We Reached There We Washed Our Hands Like Crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Convinced I'd Die Because Of The Dirt!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Continued Work For Another 15Minutes Before Punching-Out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got My Free Meal Which Consisted Of A McChicken, A McFlurry And An Apple Pie.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Apple Pie Is Only $1 But It Tastes Damn Good.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Feel So Dirty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Eating, I Left StraightFor Home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wanted To Get Back And Bathe Until I Was Sure I Was Clean.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Did Make It Home, I Sniffed My Shoes, They Stunk Like Shit, I Sniffed My Uniform, It Stunk Like Shit Too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I Ran To My Wardrobe And Bathroom Shouting, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"I Feel So Dirty, Oh My God, I Feel So Damn Dirty! 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Home Late, So I Didn't Have Time To Update My Blog Till Now. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was Yet Another Boring Day At School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One Interesting Thing Though, Was That I Found Out Gloria Had Mastered Solving The Rubik's Cube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Fact, She Solves It Faster Than I Do! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I Just Remembered I Had Been The One Which Taught Her How To Solve It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Case Of "The Master Getting Beat By His Student". =/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Quickest Way There Is.. ?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After School, I Had To Rush For Work As The Teachers Had Released My Class At About 4.30pm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went With Calvin To The Bus Stop Where I Had Intended To Take A Bus To AMK Hub, Then To My Work Place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Didn't Know That It Was A Stupid Idea Until Calvin Told Me That I Could Get There In Less Than 5 Minutes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Didn't Believe Him At First, But I Had To Risk It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Left Him At The Bus Stop, It Was About 4.45pm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Followed The Directions Calvin Gave Me And I Reached Ang Mo Kio Avenue 4's McDonald's At 4.50pm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Had Indeed Shown Me A Short-Cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now That I Think About It, My Intended Method Was Like Swimming To China When I Could Just Take A Plane There. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;When Do I Start Work?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got Dressed And Gave My Manager My Photocopied Documents And She, Almost Immediately, Keyed It All Into A Computer And Printed Out My Profile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Is What You Call "Super-Fingers". &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Supposed To Start Work At 5pm, Unfortunately, I Had To Get An Injection, Which Would Mean Me Running To A Clinic To Get That Done. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went To The Nearest Clinic And It Turned Out That The Doctor Wasn't There.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Had No Choice But To Wait. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;One Hour Later&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6pm, The Doctor Finally Came And I Got That Injection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cost, $23. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went Back To McDonald's And My Manager Confirmed That I Had Indeed Gone For It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Started Work After That, It Was About 6.20pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Manager Was Gracious Enough To Let Me Have 20Minutes Free. xD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Taught About The The McFries Station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Looked Easy, But I Was About To Be Proven Wrong. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was Similar To The Patties And McNuggets Station, Except The McFries Station Required More Attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I Mention, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MORE &lt;/span&gt;Attention? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Practically Rushing To The Freezer Room Every Few Moments To Get A Fresh Bag Of McFries And Twisted Fries. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides That, There Was Also The Funneling Of The Fries Into The Containers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Looks Easy, But It Took Me 3Hours To Master It. =.=" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Soon Learnt That The Most Annoying Part Of The McFries Station Is When A &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Special Order"&lt;/span&gt; For The McFries Came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There Is Only One Thing You Can Modify About The McFries, The Salt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Some Health-Nut Orders A Large Packet Of McFries &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WITHOUT SALT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Have To Quickly Get Rid Of All The Other Fries And Funnel Them Into Other Containers And Clean The "Scooper" And The Fries Incubator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Have To Cook A Fresh Batch Of Fries Before Funneling It In &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/span&gt; Adding &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SALT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Took A Lot Of Time And Was Frustrating. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Another Hour Later&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7pm, Kia Cher Came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She, Again, Looked &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;VERY "Ah Lian"&lt;/span&gt; With Her School Uniform On.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Got Changed Into The McDonald's Uniform, Which Made Her Look More Sophisticated, And Started Work At The Counter. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Had Some Small-Talks Here And There.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Still Continued To Run To And Fro Between My Station And The Freezer Room. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Also Cursed Under My Breath When The &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Special Fries"&lt;/span&gt; Were Ordered. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Another Hour Later (Again!?)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8pm, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Peak Hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;PLENTY&lt;/span&gt; Of People Rushing In To Eat Dinner And A &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;TONNE &lt;/span&gt;Of Calls For McDelivery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Meant More Running About For Me, Doubling My Funneling Speed And Cooking At Least 3 Bags Of Fries Every 20Minutes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Under The Stress, I Began To Master My Funneling Of Fries And Couldn't Think Of Anything Else, I Had No Time To. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Gay Worker&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About 8.40pm, Some Guy, Simon Came In And Got Changed Into The McDonald's Uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wouldn't Write About Him, But He &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Looked Gay&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sounded Gay&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Acted Gay&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Walked Gay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;Gay. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He Asked My Where I Live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I Lied And Said Yishun Though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He Told Me To Bring Him To City Harvest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He Also Kept On Making Some Horny Comments. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kia Cher Nudged Me And Whispered Into My Ear, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"That Guy Is Some Fuck-Face, Avoid Him, He's Gay." &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Didn't Need To Tell Me, I Already Knew That, But I Thanked Her For The Advice Anyway. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;9pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Orders At The Counter Were Slowing Down So Kia Cher And I Could Chat More, But Poor JacQ Had Many More McDelivery Orders And Had To Pack So Many Paper Bags. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simon Was Still Being Gay And More Than Once, I Had To Be Saved By Kia Cher, She Practically Saved Me From &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Being Molested&lt;/span&gt; By That Guy Many Times. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Began To Slack My Pace As There Were Less Orders. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;9.10pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Small Little Girl Ran Behind The Counter And Asked Me For A Cup Of Water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Walked From My Station, Got A Cup And Filled It With Water Before Offering It To Her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Took It And Walked Away. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every Few Minutes, She Would Do That, Asking Me For Water. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At About 9.30pm, She Asked Me For A Pencil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Weirded Out, But I Walked Away From My Station Again And Went To The Crew Room To Get A Pencil From My Bag, I Returned To The Girl And Lent It To Her. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Ran Off Again. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh, By The Way, That Little Girl Who Asked Me For The Pencil Is The Cute Girl From Work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;She's So Small Sized! Barely Up To My Hips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;She's Probably 5 Years Old. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Returned Again A While Later, Asking Me For A Piece Of Paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once Again, I Obliged. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kia Cher Told Me That I Shouldn't Be Walking Away From My Station, If My Manager Found Out, She'd Nag. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At One Point Of Time, Some Unreasonable Dude Ws Pissing Kia Cher Off And I Told Fani About It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Immediately Cracked His Knuckles, Grabbed Kia Cher By Her Arm And Literally Pulled Her Away From The Counter, Wanting To Whack The Crap Out Of The Unreasonable Dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Managed To Stop Him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;9.40pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simon Continued To Be Annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Had Accidentally Splashed&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; A LOT &lt;/span&gt;Of&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Oil&lt;/span&gt; At Fani Who Was Some Over-Muscled Indonesian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fani Got Burned So Badly He Almost Punched Simon, But I Restrained Him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not That I Would Have Succeeded If He Really Wanted To Punch Simon, I Had Somehow, Successfully Reminded Him Of What Would Happen, He'd Get Fired For That.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or Worse, Nagged At. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And The Cute, Little 5Year-Old-Girl Came Back And Showed Me A Little Drawing She Did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was Of Her Family, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;How Sweet!~ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kia Cher Hissed At Me Again, Telling Me To Not Slack-Off Or I'd Get Nagged At. xD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;End Of Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10pm, I "Punched-Out" And Got Changed Into My Casual Clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went Behind The Counter And Fani, Seeing I Had Changed And Waxed My Hair Like Crazy Until It Wouldn't Come Down, Punched Me On The Shoulder And Went, "Cool, You're Dressed Like Some Beat-Boxer Or Breakdancer". xD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was A Friendly Punch, But To Me, It Felt Like A &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sledge-Hammer&lt;/span&gt;. Painful. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took My Free Meal And Sat Down To Eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Little Girl Came By My Table And Started Disturbing Me Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Decided To Play Along. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took Out My Rubik's And She Said "Red", Pointing At The Red Side Of The Cube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Tested Her The Names Of Many Colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Got Most Of It Right, But She Hadn't Learnt Gray And Brown Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both Of Which I Taught Her Until She Couldn't Forget Them. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Soon Had To Leave With Her Mom, So I Was Left To Finish Off My Large Coke Alone. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I Sat At The Same Spot For An Hour And Still Hadn't Finished My Drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kia Cher And JacQ Punched Out And Changed Back To Their Original Clothing. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kia Cher Wore Her School Uniform Which, Again, Didn't Fail To Give Her The &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Ah Lian"&lt;/span&gt; Look. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Got Her Meal And We Three Sat On The Table Outside And Slacked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Started Going All Dramatic And Managed To Get Them To Laugh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Called JacQ My &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Mummy"&lt;/span&gt; When Kia Cher Pointed Her Middle Finger At Me. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, It Was Like A Crapping Session, Filled With Laughter And Lotsa' Jokes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11.40pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JacQ Was The First To Leave And Kia Cher And I Left And Went Our Separate Ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took A Bus Home And Went Straight To Updating My Blog. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Reflection:&lt;/span&gt; Overall, Today Was Fun, With The Exception Of Simon, The Fuck-Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've Got To Learn To Balance School And Work Though. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Note To Self:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Injections Won't Hurt If I: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Don't Clench My Fists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Think Of Cheese&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-1785514892762073830?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/1785514892762073830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=1785514892762073830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1785514892762073830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/1785514892762073830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/error-if-youve-come-to-this-error.html' title='The Cute Girl From Work'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-5028007676650858435</id><published>2008-01-09T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:09:26.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye, "Sworn"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Today Was A Really Weird Day, But At Least It Was Interesting, For Once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;School Was Boring Though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Except When I Took Reroy's Stuff And Put It In My Bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He Didn't Realize That All His Stuff Was Disappearing Until I Told Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Borrowed Reroy's iPod During The Chinese Lesson And Listened To Music Until That Lesson Was Over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then I Forgot To Return It To Him Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Had Only Realized It When It Was Too Late. So I Decided I'd Return It To Him Some Other Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;After School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Met With Vanessa By The School's Main Gate And We Set Off Towards AMK Hub Where I Had To Buy A Pair Of Shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Went Over To A "Bata" Store And Got Myself A Nice Pair Of Black Shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Need Them For Work At Mc Donald's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Funny Thing Is, I'm Working There Because I Find That I Get Bored At Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I Must As Why Earn Some Cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thomson Plaza&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Vanessa And I Later Went To Thomson Plaza Where I Took My Passport Photo, Which Looks Like Crap, And Photocopied My Bank Book, Passport And Birth Certificate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We Soon Went For Our Guitar Class Where We, Somehow, Mastered The Song "Greensleeves".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, We Learnt A Few Chords, Had Some Laughs And Mr. Manuel (My Instructor) Was Surprised I Could Play It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Don't Even Practise Playing The Guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After The Lesson, Instead Of Going Home, EVERYONE In The Class Decided To Slack There.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And, You Guessed It, No Day Is Complete Without The Rubik's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Took Out The 4x4 And Solved It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mr. Manuel Said That He Could Solve That Cube In 5Minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But He Would Require Some Glue To Do So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We All Had A Lively Chat About The Singapore Education System And Some Random Information About The Rubik's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We Left After I Had Solved The Cube Another 2 Times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well I Mainly Slacked And Read Hui Min's Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then I Laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But, I Got Quite A Surprise Soon After.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Apparently, "Sworn" Had Taken To Hui Min's Side. Man, A Real Kick In The Teeth For Me When I Realized That Happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He Was Just Like My Twin, We Looked Alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Had Hoped To Meet Him Again Some Day And Session With Him,&lt;br /&gt;Especially Since I Had Just Made My Top-Rock Look Better And Lotsa' Other Minor Stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, We Had A "Friendly" MSN Chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Managed To Settle The Problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-5028007676650858435?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/5028007676650858435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=5028007676650858435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5028007676650858435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5028007676650858435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-sworn.html' title='Bye, &quot;Sworn&quot;'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-1103462825083719448</id><published>2008-01-09T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:08:45.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Skin: Sparking Revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, It's Been Too Long Since I Last Posted.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly Due To My Unimaginable Laziness Though.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'm About To Start Posting Again, Regularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Post Will Be About &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;January 8, 2008&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, When I Arrived In School, I Passed Shaun A Plastic Bag With Lotsa' Stuffs In It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Cursed Me Because He Wasn't Expecting Me To Just Chuck His Things At Him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During The Assembly, Reroy Was Unusually Noisy Today, He Was Making Some Insults At Me To The Tune Of The Singapore National Anthem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Did The Same Back To Him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing Much After That, Mostly Drivel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Basically Almost Slept Throughout The ENTIRE School Day. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When We Were Dismissed From School, I Changed Into My Casual Clothing And Headed Off With Shaun And The Usual Idiots To Eat At KFC. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Confusion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Lunch, We Walked Around AMK Hub Until 3pm Came,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Phone Rang An Alarm Which Meant I Had To Head For Work. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Walked To The Mc Donald's Nearby YCKSS Thinking My Job Was There, Shaun Said That It Was Where I Would Be Working. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Looked For The Manager, He Was All Confused As They Hadn't Expected Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End, It Was Settled And I Was Confirmed To Be In That Mc Donald's. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Due To The Confusion, I Would Have To Start Work On Thursday, Or So I Thought. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Taking A Bus Back Home When I Received A Call From The Manager Of The Mc Donald's Restaurant Telling Me To Go Over To The Mc Donald's Of Ang Mo Kio Avenue 4. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Rushed And It Turned Out That I Had Applied For A Job At The Mc Donald's Restaurant There.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Given My Uniform And Changed Into It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Didn't Look Bad. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I Started Work At The Lobby First.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Job There Was To Clear The Tables, Have Little Chats With The Customers, Mop, Sweep, etc. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I Quickly Got To The Frying Station Where I Cooked The Patties, Nuggets And Mc Wings. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall, It Was Fun, Enjoyed Myself A Lot. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Free Stuff&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When My Shift Was Over, I Was Kinda' Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because It Seemed To Me Like I Had Only Been Working For 30Minutes! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got Debriefed, I Changed Out Of My Uniform And Was About To Leave When I Was Stopped By Raymond's (The Manager) Assistant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Told Me That I Could Have A Free Meal, Apparently, Workers Are Allowed One Meal Free Per Shift. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took A Double Cheeseburger Meal And Ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And No Day Is Complete Without The Rubik's Cube, Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took The 4x4 And Started Playing With It. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon, I Was Spotted By Kia Cher And Jac (My Work-Buddies).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They Offered To Mess It Up While I Tried To Solve It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They Were Convinced I Wouldn't Be Able To, But, Later, Were Shocked When I Did. xD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Left The Fast Food Joint And Headed Home A While Later. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, I Spent A Hell-Load Of Time Modifying The Blogskin Like Crazy Because I Was Unhappy With A LOT Of Things, But It Turned Out Okay. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note: The "Sparking Revival" Is The Revival Of My Blog. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-1103462825083719448?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/1103462825083719448/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4671070614957762354.post-7955966107127163601</id><published>2007-12-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:17:50.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Little Girls And Poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, This Is Going To Be One Heck Of A Long Post, So I'm Gonna' Break It Up Into Many Parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Also Going To Write It In A "Story" Format.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spot A Mistake? Send Me A Message Via MSN Or The Tagboard.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Arrival&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It Was Wet, Damp And Cold. I Was Carrying An Overfull Bright-Blue Backpack That Made Me Look Gay. I Looked At My Watch, 10.56am, I Was 16Minutes Late. I Walked Beneath A Shelter, Looking For Anyone With Spiked Hair, Glasses And A Rabbit-Like Face.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Found Him Almost Instantly, He Stood Out Like A Red-Head In A Crowd Of Blondes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Louis, Hey!" I Called Toward Him. He Looked Up From His Newspaper And Looked Around, Grinning Like An Idiot Fox All The While. He Located Me And Chided Me For Being Late.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Boarded A Bus Moments Later To Head For The Hougang Train Station, To Meet Up With A Few Other People. While In The Bus, I Was Busy Sending Text Messages To A Good Friend Of Mine And Louis Was Calling Natalie And Reading His Newspaper.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He And I Got Off At Our Stop And Walked Toward Where Zuben And Gang Were. We Met Up, Then Exchanged Some Small Talk. It Was Then That Louis Asked Me To Call Bruce, I Kindly Obliged, Even Though My Mind Was Screaming, "Why Can't You Do It!?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Fished Out My Cellphone From My Pocket And Dialled Out Bruce's Number. He Picked Up My Call And We Chat For A Bit. I Found Out That He Was At Some Coffee Shop, Slacking And Eating Breakfast.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Headed Towards Bruce's Location, Stopping By A "7-eleven" Convenience Store On The Way, I Got A Packet Of "Doritos" Chips. When I Saw Him, He And His Mom Were Eating Fish N' Chips, Eggs, More Eggs And Even More Eggs.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone Sat Down, We Occupied 2 Tables In Total. I Took Out My Bag Of Chips And Ate While Everyone Else Went Off To Buy Food. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I Teased Cheryl In An Attempt To Goad Her Into Getting Angry, But I Failed (First Time Ever!). She Just Seemed Drained Of Energy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I Learnt That Louis Had Brought 12 Packets Of Tissue Paper For This Camp, The Neat-Freak. Bruce's Mom Forced Me To Eat Some Of The Food They Bought, Saying That My Chips Were Unhealthy. I Reluctantly Agreed. I Ate And Found The Food Delicious, Despite It Being From A Hawker.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When Shen Cai Arrived, We Were Already Late, But That Fact Didn't Stop Him From Buying 2 Slices Of Kaya Toast, 2 Half-Boiled Eggs And A Glass Of Drink (I Can't Remember If It Was Tea Or Coffee..). He Gobbled It Up At Surprising Speed, Much To My Surprise.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We All Were Supposed To Rush To An Overhead Bridge To Cross The Road And Take A Bus From There. But Only Louis, Bruce And I Did So, When We Were On The Other Side, Bruce Realized He Had Led Us Blindly. In Short, We Were On The Wrong Side.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Crossed The Bridge Again. By Then, It Was Already Raining. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I Reached In Time To See Cheryl Get Into A Cab And Disappear From Sight. I Asked Stephene Where She Was Going And I Was Told That She Was Sick. &lt;em&gt;So That's Why She Didn't Get Angry!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;We Rushed To The Bus-Stop And I Had Been Charged With The Task Of Getting Stephene's Sleeping Bag To The Bus-Stop Dry. I Was Only Partially Successful And My Hair Had Been Soaked Wet With Rain. I Took Out My Towel, Ignoring The Weird Looks From Strangers, And Dried My Hair.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Got On The Bus And I Resumed My Frenzied Text Messaging While Everyone Else Talked About Some Old Lady Getting Killed By A Chicken-Man. Or Something Like That.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When We Reached Camp, Stephene And Natalie Were Copying Down A Letter Multiple Times For EVERYONE Who Didn't Receive Some Letter, A Minor Formality. They Both Ended Up With A Stack Of Copied Letters In The End.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Louis Brought Me To A Washroom And Styled My Hair With His Wax, My Chips Were Finished, Kee Kai Still Looked Gloriously And Wonderfully Stupid, Vanessa Was Already There And The Canteen Was Packed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Soon, Everyone Went To An AVA Room For Some Administrative Stuff. Then We Learnt That Whoever Didn't Receive A Letter Could Ask Any Instructor For It.&lt;/span&gt; When I Heard It, It Was My Turn To Be An Idiot Fox, I Laughed Loudly And Everyone, That's 120+ People, Heard Me. Bruce Then Said That I Could Be Kee Kai's Best Buddy. I Also Traded All The Biscuits And Other Drink Powders I Had For Coffee, Lots Of Coffee. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Laughed Because It Was So Absurd, Stephene And Natalie Had Copied ALL Those Letters For Nothing!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Were Later Brought To What Would Be Our Dorms For The Next 3 Days And 2 Nights. I Threw My Bag On The Floor And Headed To The Hall For A "Team Challenge". I Sat Down And Waited. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Turned Around To Look For My Friends, Then A Girl, A Little Shorter Than Me, Whacked Me Right In The Face.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Got Confused,&lt;em&gt; Why Did She Hit Me?&lt;/em&gt; I Asked Her With The Tone Of A Cynical Man. She Replied Something Rudely.&lt;em&gt; I Have ForgottenWhat She Said. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I Then Said, "Thank God I Have A Thick Skull, You're Gonna' Have To Hit Me Harder If You Want Me To Feel Pain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;She Replied With A 'Whatever'.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I Let The Matter Rest, After All, I Can't Hit A Girl. Soon, We Were Briefed On The "Team Challenge". Then It Started.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Long Story Short, We Lost One Game, Due To Zuben, And Won The Rest. I Then Met This Guy, Jin Cai, Muscular And Full Of Gloriously Blind Courage. He Ate So Much Red Chilli, He Almost Cried.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;At One Point Of Time, There Was This Little Game With Flour All Over The Floor. After It Was Over, I Saw Another Little Girl, About One Head Shorter Than Me. She Reminded Me So Much Of Melissa. One Way Or Another, We Somehow Became Friends And We Kept Putting Flour On Each Other's Shirts.&lt;/span&gt; I Learnt That She Was Primary 5, That's When I Realized Something. She Was Tall! Well, Tall For A Primary 5, At Least.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;First Night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When It Was All Over, We Went To Our Dorms To Get Our Clothes And Bathe. I Went To The Washrooms And Saw 1 Girls' Washroom And Two "Staff" Washroom.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Remembered That The Camp Instructors Said That The "Staff" Washroom Was 'Out Of Bounds'. But That Didn't Stop Me From Using The Staff Washroom To Bathe, Because I Wasn't Ready To Admit That I Was So Desperate To Bathe That I Had To Use A Girl's Washroom.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Was Told That They Had A Guys' Washroom At That Girls' School. Well, They Didn't Lie. They Had A Guy's Washroom.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keyword: A, A Washroom. That Means ONE. "A" Means ONE. One Guys' Washrrom, At The Canteen, And It Didn't Have A Shower.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back To The Story, I Bathed In The Staff Washroom And Headed Back To The Make-Shift Dorms Where Many People Asked Me Where I Bathed. I Told Them Bluntly That I Used The Staff Washroom. Then A Few Other Guys Decided To Follow My Advice And Used The Staff Washroom Too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In The End, Only A Handful Of Guys Used The "Out-Of-Bounds" Showers. And We All Laughed At The Guys That Used The Girls' Washroom.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When We Were All Done, We Had A Mini-Service. It Was Long.. I Waited..&lt;br /&gt;And Waited.. And Waited.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Story Short, Lotsa' People Fainting, Crying, Screaming, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I Named It "Holy Torture" A Long TIme Ago, Well, Last Time I Went For This "Holy Torture", Or "Deliverence" As It Is Called, Nothing Happened To Me. No Fainting, No Screaming, No Crying, No Flying, No Killing, No Seeing God, etc.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Later Headed To The Canteen For Dinner. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I Then Learnt That The Little Girl's Name Was Jessica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And That "Miss Hit People In The Head"'s Name Was Yan Xin.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Had Nasi Lemak For Dinner. The Air Was Filled With Noises From The Conversations Being Held All Over The Place. I Joined In Some Of Them And Continued To Chat With Jin Cai, Jessica And The Weird Lady, Yan Xin.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Then Left Everyone At The Canteen And Practised My "Circus Tricks" While Everyone Else Painted Their Team Flags. Then Louis And Shen Cai Came Up Together And They Had A "B-Boy Battle".&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It Was Hardly A Battle, Shen Cai Totally Trashed Louis, It Was Extremely Amusing. In The End, We Moved Dorms Twice, My Whole Body Ached, I Found Out That Zuben Could Do Front Handsprings And Met A Bunch Of Other B-Boys.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shen Hong And I "Prayed" Before Sleeping. Well, I Didn't Sleep. And That Made My Friend Angry At Me, That, Coupled With The Fact I Was Rude Towards Her When I Sent My Messages Made Her Even More Angry.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Then Went To Sleep, It Was Well Over 4am When I Decided To Sleep. Or Did I Really Sleep? It Was Hard To Tell, I Kept On Tossing And Turning And Was Vaguely Aware Of Everything Going On Around Me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Path To Forgiveness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Officially Woke At 7+am. I Apologized To My Friend Like Crazy But She Still Didn't Forgive Me. I Then Bathed, Brushed My Teeth, Stretched My Hurting Bones And Muscles And Went To The Canteen For Breakfast. We Had Bread. Not Much Of A Breakfast. I Later Went With Everyone To The Fields And It Rained.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It Was Around Late Morning When We Had ANOTHER Church Service, And Some Devotion Thingy. We Also Watched A Movie Titled "The Pursuit Of Happiness".&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They Stopped The Vid Halfway And We Had Lunch. I Went Down With My Friends, Eager To Eat. I Lost My Appetite When I Saw The Food, Nasi Lemak. AGAIN.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Still Ate It, Anyway, Then Jessica And I Tried To See Who Could Make The Funniest And Stupid-est Looking Face. I Was Still Apologizing To My Friend And Even Stated That I Was Willing To Do Anything To Make Her Less Angry.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After Lunch, There Was This "Workshop", It Was Hardly A Workshop. More Like A Lecture. A Lecture On Boy-Girl Relationships. Then We Had Some "Praise And Worship" Session. To Me, It Was A Waste Of Time. But Something Queer Did Happen, Some People Started Laughing For No Reason, Others Cried. Leon And I Looked At Everyone, The Sight Was So Bizarre And Absurd, We Almost Laughed. He And I Went Out Of The AVA Room And I Continued To Beg For Forgiveness In My Text Messages.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Forgiveness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Later Had Dinner, It Was A Buffet. Unfortunately, I Was One Of The Last Few People To Get Our Food Because I Was Busy Trying To Make My Friend Less Angry.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Soon Lost All Resolve, And Deigned Myself To Losing A Friend. I Sent One Last Message Saying; "Then I Shall Wait, Wait Until You Either Forgive Me Or I Forget You." With That, I Tried To Distract Myself By Immersing Myself By Chatting With Jin Cai, Jessica And Yan Xin.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Got Everyone's Handphone Number And We All Assembled Ourselves Outside Of The Hall. While Outside, My Team Kept On "Bombing" The Other Teams, Haha. Louis Lost All His Voice, Jin Cai Lost Most Of His Voice And I Lost Some Of It, We Three Were The Key Pleyers In The "Bombing". But Louis Is The M.V.P.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When We Went Inside The Hall, We Had Another "Praise And Worship" Session. Even Though I Lost My Voice, I Still Forced Myself To Sing The Praise And Worship Songs. While Singing At My Loudest, I Received A Message.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Immediately Stopped Singing And Fished Out My Phone And Read It. It Was From My Friend. We Exchanged A Few More Messages And She Forgave Me, But She Said She Was Still A Little Angry. After The Session, I Went To Bathe And Watched The Rest Of The Movie, "Pursuit Of Happiness" And Watched Another Movie, "Paying It Forward" With Zuben, Leon, Jessica, Agnes And Yan Xin.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Also Ate Supper, Some Spicy Chicken..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After That, I Went To Eat An Apple. Vanessa Said She Wanted One, So I Took Another Apple And Tossed It Her Way. She Was So Scared, She Dodged It Totally And It Hit Hui Min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In A Way, Hui Min Deserved It, She Always Curses Shaun And I Whenever We Are Not There. God Will Curse Those That Curse Me, LOL!!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I Slept Early This Time, For Fear Of Making My Friend Angry Again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;How Old Is That Chicken?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Woke At 7+am Again, Did The Usual. Messaged My Friend An Early Greeting. Learnt Some Wu Shu From Jin Cai, Packed My Bags And Was Starting To Get Gastric Pains. I Checked The Time, 7.39am. Breakfast Started At 9.30am.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Looked Around The Dorm For Food, I Saw A Tray With Some Of The Spicy Chicken Leftover From Last Night's Supper On A Table. It Wasn't Covered With A Lid. The Chicken Had Some Weird Green Fungus On It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Ignored The Fungi And Ate A Lot Of The Chicken, It Tasted Good.. I Then Practised The Little Trick Jin Cai Taught Me Till 9.30am.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Went Down And Greeted Jessica, Then Waited For The Food. It Was Bread Again. I Ate It Anyway, I Was Starving And My Gastric Pain Was Coming Again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Later Went To The AVA Room To Share Who Made The Greatest Impact On Us, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Said That They Were Jin Cai, Jessica And Yan Xin.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jin Cai Because He And I Could Relate To One Another And He Taught Me More Than Just Wu Shu.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jessica, Because She Was Like A Little Sister To Me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Yan Xin, For Whacking Me In The Head, It Isn't Everyday Someone Whacks You In The Head For No Reason. And By A Girl!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, Everyone And I Went To Clean Our Make-Shift Dorms And Pack The Rest Of Our Stuff. I Met Up With Vanessa And We Went To A Bus-Stop.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I Saw Jessica And Samuel, Jessica's Elder Brother, And We Got On The Same Bus. I Then Realized That Vanesssa And Samuel Were VERY Alike. Jessica And I Made Funny Faces And Challenged To See Who Could Crouch Lower. She Won, Again. She Always Wins The "Who's Shorter" Game.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vanessa And I Got Off The Bus And Boarded Another Bus, We Took The Upper Deck And I Resumed Messaging My Friend. We Then Had A Mc Donald's Meal Where I Dropped 2 ENTIRE Large Coca-Colas On The Floor. The People There Replaced It For Free. xD&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We Went Home And I Fell Ill, I Had A Parched Throat, A Mouth Which Continued Producing So Much Saliva I Had To Spit It Out, I Couldn't Swallow Food Without Feeling Pain, My Nose Was Blocked And Runny, My Whole Body Hurt Easily. I Felt Fragile. I Slept Extremely Early And Woke Up Today, Still Sick.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And All Because I Ate Moldy Chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-7955966107127163601?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/7955966107127163601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=7955966107127163601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7955966107127163601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/7955966107127163601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/12/of-little-girls-and-poison.html' title='Of Little Girls And Poison'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-40109023066344301</id><published>2007-11-29T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:13:42.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Guitars And Pianos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Okay, So I haven't Been Posting And Some People Want Answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Truth Is, I'm Lazy. XD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm Posting Today As A Tribute To &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Kady&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;She Is A &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gifted Pianist&lt;/span&gt;, Even Her Teacher Has Testified To That. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kady's Hidden Talent&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Only 4 Lessons Spanning A Total Of 2 Hours And She's Completed An Entire Lesson Book,&lt;br /&gt;Been Praised By Her Piano Instructor Even Though He Is Jealous And Biased Against Her And Is About To Be Signed Up For A Piano Theory Exam. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even Though There Isn't A Theory Exam For Pop Piano Courses. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;She Practises Almost Every Single Day, That's Proof Of What Hardwork Can Do, Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Something I Need A Bit Of. XD) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kady Can Manage Most Songs And Find Famous Piano Pieces &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Surprisingly Easy&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Guitar Progress&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;With Only A Maximum Of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2 Minutes&lt;/span&gt; Of Practice Time Per Week,&lt;br /&gt;I Have Been Able To Manage Extremely Well, Haha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa Who Practices Way More Than I Do Is Falling Behind, Poor Her. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Kady Said That I Am Surprisingly Good In Everything That I Put Little Effort In And If I Even Bother To Put In Effort, I'd Be Amazed At My Abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(That Excludes Chinese. =.=") &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Some Of My Fellow Students And I May Be Performing At A Starbucks Cafe. 0.0 &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But We Aren't Sure Of The Place. Yet. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Holiday Progress&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, It's Like A Roller Coaster Of Boredom And Fun, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mostly Boredom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I've Been GunZ-ing, O2Jamming, WarCraft Battling, Playing Chess, MSN-ing, Listening To Music, All The Likes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I Slept For &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15 Hours&lt;/span&gt; Today, Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;From 4.30am To 7.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-40109023066344301?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/40109023066344301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=40109023066344301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/40109023066344301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/40109023066344301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/of-guitars-and-pianos.html' title='Of Guitars And Pianos'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6471338276484229157</id><published>2007-11-20T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T18:57:38.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Hours Of What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well, Appears I've Been Neglecting This Little Blog For Too Long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nothing To Post About, Really, I've Been Staying Up All Night, Watching D. Gray Man And Playing GunZ For The Past Few Days..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This Post Will Be About Yesterday, 19 November.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, Not Having Been Able To Sleep, I Was Watching D. Gray Man At 5.30am..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Went To Read My Book All The Way Till 7+am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Soon, I Remembered About Kady Mentioning Something About School, Drama And 9am..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I Proceeded To Bathe, Change And Head For School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I Reached At About 8.40am.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I Went Into The G.O. To Ask The People There If There Was Anything On For Drama Today,&lt;br /&gt;They Said That Everyone Left School At 7+am, zz..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm Gonna' Kill Kady.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Then Went Home And Got Ready For My Duel Masters Tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Had Totally Forgotten About It, So I Anyhow Threw Some Cards Together And Formed A Deck.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Then Listened To A Tonne Of Music, Chat On MSN, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Left Home At 1.30pm To Get To The Shop Near AMK Hub.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;As Expected, Because I Haven't Been Sleeping, I Fell Asleep In The Bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Only Woke Up When The Bus Jerked And My Head Hit The Chair In Front Of Me, Ouch.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Soon Got Out And Walked To The Shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;When I Reached There, I Was So Tired I Almost Collapsed, But Struggled To Stay Awake.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Took My Attendance, Put My Deck In A Suit Case And Waited For Shaun And Everyone Else.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;When They Arrived, We Chat For A Bit Until The Tournament Started.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shaun And I Made It Through The Prelims..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Two Of Us Made It Through The 2nd Round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And The Quater Finals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then The Semi-Finals..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I Was Playing With Some Big Sized Guy, No Kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I Was About To Win When He Brought Out His Idiotic Ballom. zz..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Lost.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shaun Made It Through The Semi-Finals.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Finals Came And Shaun Avenged My Defeat, He Beat That Guy Who Won Me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then Shaun Won Another 2 Guys As Well And He Got 1st Prize. zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That Lucky Bastard.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Anyway, We Ate At A MOS Burger Fast Food Restaurant..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Then Shaun And I Headed For City Hall To Meet Bruce, Louis And Myanmar.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When We Reached The Place, It Was Filled With B-Boys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;They All Were So Good, I Was Scared To Practice, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Anyway, Louis Tore His Shorts And Left His Underwear Exposed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;When He Replaced It, He Looked Like An Idiot, But He Said He Looked &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sexy&lt;/span&gt;, zz..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I Was Almost Asleep When Shaun Tried To Do A Handglide.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He Failed Miserably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So I Decided To have A Go At It, Not Like Anything Bad Could Happen.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So I Positioned Myself And Began To Spin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then Pushed With My Hand And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I Didn't Spin For Long, Just Long Enough For Me To Realize I Could Do It And Should Practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bruce Then Tried It, He Failed Too, Yay!~&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When We Left, We Headed For Some Coffee Shop, But It Was Closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then They Were Making Funny Comments About My Hair.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;At One Point Of Time, Louis Said My Hair Was Stupid-Looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I Then Retorted That He Shouldn't Be Talking About My Hair When His Outfit Looked Stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My Comment Made Bruce Laugh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then Guang Stared At My Hair, Turned Me Around Then Said, "Bruce Lee! Dope!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I Was Thinking, "Bruce What?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Louis Offered To Bring Me To A Hair Stylist, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway, Everyone Ate At Another Place Then Went To IRC To Play..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I Fell Asleep There.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I Only Woke Up When Some Guy Woke Me Up, I Looked Around And Found That Everyone Was Gone, Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;They Left Me  To Rot.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Went Out, Feeling Very Giddy And Dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Then Saw Them, They Were Hiding Around A Corner.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We Headed For A Train Station And All Proceeded To Get Home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Was Half-Asleep And Half-Awake During The Whole Ride To AMK Hub.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then I Fell Asleep In A Bus And Woke Up, Only To Learn I Over-Shot My Stop.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When I Reached Home, I Was Too Tired To Do Anything And Fell Asleep..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Woke Up, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 Hours Later&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Had Slept From 10.30pm Till 5.30pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6471338276484229157?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6471338276484229157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6471338276484229157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6471338276484229157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6471338276484229157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/19-hours-of-what.html' title='19 Hours Of What?'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4267287023600907905</id><published>2007-11-13T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:42:09.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry For Not Blogging Lately..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My Days Have Been Like This, I Play PC Till Damn Early In The Morning, 4-5am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Get Too Tired To Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I Sleep Then When I Wake Up, It's 2+pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then I Decide To Play PC Games Until Early Morning Again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then The Cycle Repeats.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm Blogging Now, Because Yesterday, When I Reached Home, I Immediately Fell Asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I Hadn't Slept At All, I Played PC, Watched Some Documentaries And Read A Book, By The Time I Stopped, It Was 7+ am.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE LAPTOP WITH NO WIRELESS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well, My Mom Wanted To Access The Internet, But Her Laptop's Wireless Was Spoiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So She Took My Wireless Receiver And Plugged It Into Her Laptop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But She Didn't Have The Application, So I Had To Fix It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I Was Literally Running Around The House Between 2 PCs And A Laptop And A Wireless Adapter And An 80Gig Hard Disk.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;In The End, My Mom, By Accident, Figured Out How To Get It Working. zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So I Bathed, Got Some Cash And Left For School.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Only Time Girls Know Is Late And Later&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When I Reached School, I Found That It Was 10.40am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I Was 20 Minutes Early.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So I Made My Way To The Canteen And Read My Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I Stopped Reading When It Was 11.10am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I Decided That Lim Ting Forgot About Me Having To Pass Her 2 Pieces Of Printed Paper And Went To Change Into My Casual Clothing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When I Was Done, I Proceeded To Mc Donald's To Slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But I Saw Lim Ting At The School Gates, Just Coming In. zz..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She Was Late.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I Passed Her The Paper And Hastily Made My Way To Mc Donald's.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;All The Money In The World And He Has No Sense Of Time.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When I Reached My Destination, I Ordered Some Food And Ate Quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When I Was Done, I Actually Put My Head On The Table And Almost Fell Asleep,&lt;br /&gt;But I Remembered That I Had To Meet Shaun.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So Instead Of Enjoying A Nice Sleep, I Went To The DM Cards Shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To Wait For 1pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I Met Amirul And Played With Him And Some Other Guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When That Was All Done, It Was Well Over 1pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Called Shaun, He Said,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Oh, I Just Woke Up, Pai Seh",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"I Go Bathe Then I Leave The House",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Wtf?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I Got Mad So I Decided To Read My Book Again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Moments Later, Royce Came And We Waited For Shaun..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then We Went Over To Mc Donald's Again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And Shaun Found Us At Last.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But Everyone Else Was Missing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What Happened Before The Movie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We Planned To Watch "Game Plan".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So We Invited A Bunch Of People, Most Of Which Decided Not To Come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In The End, Jonas, Shaun, Calvin, Royce And I Were The Only Ones Going.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But Royce Managed To Convince The Rest Of The Girls To Join Us.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Royce Is Such A Lady's Man.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So We Got Our Tickets For The 5.30pm Show Instead Of The 4.30pm Show Because The Girls Were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like I Said,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only Late&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And Later..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When It Was Finally Time For The Show, We Went Into Hall 8 And Sat.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Late And Later,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We Were All Exchanging Seats Like Crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Oh, And The Girls Were Still No Where To Be Seen.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When The Show Finally Started For A Few Moments, That Was When They Decided To Pop In And Sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again, They Were Late.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GAME PLAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Show Is Basically About The Relationship Between A Father And Daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Not My Cup Of Tea, I Didn't Like It At All.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But It Was Kinda' Funny, That Much, I'll Admit.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The End&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After The Show, I Went To The Front And Did A Nike Freeze For DAMN LONG,&lt;br /&gt;But Luckily, No One Saw Because It Was Dark.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then Shaun Went Over To A Nearby LAN Shop To Play DotA.&lt;br /&gt;The Rest Went Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And Royce And I Took 169 Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I Almost Fell Asleep In The Bus, But Royce Woke Me Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;But When I Reached Home, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Dropped Dead&lt;/span&gt; And Woke Up 9.45am Today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4267287023600907905?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4267287023600907905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4267287023600907905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4267287023600907905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4267287023600907905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/12-november.html' title='12 November'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6121567412037843114</id><published>2007-11-10T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:13:34.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YCKSS Is A Biased School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I Know It's A Little Late, So I'm Just Gonna' Post Then Sleep, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I Awoke At Around 4+ pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I Totally Forgot That Today Was The Day Where The Class List Comes Out!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyway, Royce Saved The Day By Sending Me The Class List Of 201 And 202 People..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;When I Saw It, My Mind Had One Word On It: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Oh"&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Off Topic: My Opinion On The Class List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Band And Choir Members Were In 201..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And That Meant That The Nerdy Kok Yew Fu Was Going To 201, FUCK!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And All The Non-Band And Non-Choir Members Were In The Classes From 202 Onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Including Calvin, Who Got 1st In Position!&lt;br /&gt;1/137 And He Still Isn't Good Enough For You!?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, I Couldn't Care Less If I Went To NA Or Whatever, But The Very Fact That Even Calvin Couldn't Be In 201 Was Annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And One Of My Close Friends Who Has Been There For Me Through The Good Times And The Bad Was In 201.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That Means I Can't See My Friend Often Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My Friend Was Damn Sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And That Pissed Me Off.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Don't They Realize Class Arrangement Is Supposed To Go By The Academic Results?&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Biased Principal And DMs..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well, I Can't Do A Thing About It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I Don't Hate The Band And Choir Members, Don't Get Me Wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Except For Kok Yew Fu, I Hate Him.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I Just Hate The System This School Employs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I Hate The Fact That They Are Fucking Biased.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well, Back To The Update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;After Getting Pissed Off, Blah Blah Blah..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;How To Vent Your Anger Without Hurting Anyone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I Played GunZ Online To Vent My Anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Killed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Skeleton Soldiers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Cursed Warriors&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Undead Mages&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Armoured Lizards&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Reptilian Snipers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And A Hell Lotta' Virtual People.;-)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well, After All That Killing, I Was A Bit Satisfied And Less Angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then I Looked At The Time: 6.57pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Shit, I Had My Cell Group Meeting At 7.30pm And I Forgot All About It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Rushed And Reached At 7.20pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CELL GROUP MEETING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;When I Arrived In The Function Room, I Only Saw 2 People.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So I Asked Stephanie If She Knew Where Everyone Was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;She Replied And Said That Some Were Still On Their Way And The Rest Should Be Upstairs Getting Ready Some Food.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Soon, Vertyno Came And I Played Chess With Him, Again, Arriving At No Conclusion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then The Cell Group Meeting Started..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We Had Some Games, Followed By Worship Songs And Testimonies Then We Learnt About Dealing With Stress, With Jesus As An Example, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;After All That, I Ate Some Eggs, Fish Patties And Bread And Drank Some Soft Drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Had A Chat With Bruce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Played Chinese Chess With Kenny, He Is GOD-LIKE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well, He Is During The First Few Moves Of The Game.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;In The End, There Wasn't A Conclusion As Well, And I Managed To Fend Him Off Until We Weren't Sure As To Who Was Winning!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Soon ,Everyone Left For Home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Chat With Bruce Again On The Bus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He Said That 202 Was The Better Class And That Numbers Were Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Took A Train With "Tobi Throwing Stars"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Dropped Off At AMK Train Station.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I Went Down An Escalator And Met Shen Cai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He Reached Home So Fast!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway, I Had A Small Chat With Him And Found Out That He Was Headed For Bedok.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I Went Home And Got Pissed Off By The List Again And Continued Killing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Stopped And Updated This Blog, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again, I Do Not Hate The Band And Choir Members, Just Kok Yew Fu, Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Just Hate The Fucking Biased Class Arrangement System The School Employs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6121567412037843114?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6121567412037843114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6121567412037843114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6121567412037843114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6121567412037843114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/yckss-is-biased-school.html' title='YCKSS Is A Biased School'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6313085109472596980</id><published>2007-11-08T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:31:00.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HCI, IMM And MRT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Today Was Quite A Long Day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Pretty Fun Though..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Woke At About 10+ am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Then I Bathed At 11+ am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;And Left The House At 12nn..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I Took Bus 169 Towards AMK Hub To Take A Train To The Commonwealth MRT Station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;And From There, I Walked A Bit, Took Bus 93 And Then Took Bus 74.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where Was I Going?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;HCI (Hwa Chong Insitute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why Was I Going There?&lt;br /&gt;If You Bothered To Read My Previous Post,&lt;br /&gt;You Wouldn't Need An Explanation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HWA CHONG INSTITUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyway, I Arrived There And Met Up With Alvin And Hui Min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We Were Supposed To Meet B-Boy Sworn At The SALT Center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But We Couldn't Find A Way In!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So We Walked About And Asked 3 People If They Knew Anything About The B-Boying Event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;All 3 Said "No"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Okay, So Alvin, Hui Min And I Were Strangers In HCI And We Didn't Know If This B-Boying Event Was Real Or Just A Joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;We Eventually Found Our Way In And Had To Search Through A Few Rooms Before Finding The Dance Studio.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;DANCE STUDIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When We Went In, We Immediately Knew That It Was The Room Of The B-Boying Event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;B-Boys Were All Over, Practising Their Flares, Windmills, 1990s, 2000s, etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So We Made Our Way In And Met B-Boy Sworn, For The First Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And Guess What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He Looks Just Like Me, Except He Has Specs.. zz..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Throughout The Entire Thing, We Learnt The Basics, All Over Again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But I Did Learn A Nike And I Managed To Make A Good Impression On Them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I Asked For Help For My Air Freezes,&lt;br /&gt;They Told Me To Do A One Armed Handstand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I Did So, And Managed To Hold One For Very Long, Some Of Them Cheered And Clapped, Lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then The B-Boys Said That I Didn't Need To Learn To Hold It Long,&lt;br /&gt;Just 2-4 Seconds Was Enough, Then They Said That All I Can Do Now Is Practise, Lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, The B-Boys There Were Very Skilled And Very Funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They Had A Cypher Session, It Was Kinda' Cool, They Saved Their Power Moves For The Last Few Rounds.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;After That, They Started Practising On Their Own, Then They Crapped Around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;They Were Dancing Popping And Locking As Well, Some Did Ballet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When They Crapped, They Purposely Danced Anyhow And Were Making Lame Jokes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Soon, Everyone Left.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXTRA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Three Of Us Decided To Go To IMM To Eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At The Overhead Bridge, We Met One Of The B-Boys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He Commented On My One Armed Handstand, Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He Said It Was Great.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And He Thought I Was 15 Or Something, Then He Was Shocked When I Said I Was 13.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;IMM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We Went There To First Meet Up With Hui Min's Mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then We Ate At Long John Silvers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;After The Meal, Alvin And I Followed Hui Min As She Went To Many Stores To Look For Some New Clothes..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;When That Was All Done, We All Headed Home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Had To Take Bus 333, They Were Taking Bus 105.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So They Boarded Their Bus First,&lt;br /&gt;Then I Was Left All Alone, What To Do?&lt;br /&gt;I Took Out My Rubik's Cube And Played With It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then I Boarded The Bus.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Trip Back Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;When I Took The MRT To The AMK MRT Station, I Toyed With The Rubik's For A Little While More, Then I Kept It And Fell Asleep.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When I Woke Up, I Was Confused.&lt;br /&gt;Did I Overshoot My Stop?&lt;br /&gt;Where Am I?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Then I Waited Until The Train Stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Then A P.A. System Announced: "Yio Chu Kang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lol, I Woke Up Just One Stop Before Mine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How Lucky.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When I Reached Home, My Grandma Was Pissed Off, My Aunt Was Pissed Off And I Was Pissed Damn Bloody Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I Irritated My Grandma Because I Shouted At My Bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I Shouted At My Bros Because They Stuffed My Pieces Of Paper Into The Freezer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;My Aunt Was Pissed Off Because- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Actually, She's Always Pissed Off, So Nevermind.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I Went To Play GunZ With Talia, Then I Played Alone And Levelled Up From 17 To 20.&lt;br /&gt;Woots!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I Got My Character Some New Armour And Had To Rack My Brain Because That Let Little Space For My Weapons, So I Had To Use A Rusty Sword, Some Weak Weapons And NO GRENADES!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LUV GRENADES! *Sob*&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's All, Thanks For Reading This Entire Boring Post.&lt;br /&gt;I Tried To Shorten It, I Did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6313085109472596980?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6313085109472596980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6313085109472596980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6313085109472596980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6313085109472596980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/hci-imm-and-mrt.html' title='HCI, IMM And MRT'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4164060981998552564</id><published>2007-11-07T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:50:40.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update For Past Few Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry For Not Updating For 2 Days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Didn't Post Because There Was Really Nothing To Post About.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Spent The Past 2 Days Playing Some TDs And Skirmishes On Frozen Throne With My Aunt..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Played GunZ With Florinda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You Know, She Actually Isn't That Bad, When I Was At Her Level,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I Couldn't Even Play Properly, She Plays Quite Well For Her Character's Level..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Potential? Definitely.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;But I Have To Wake Up Early, Because Florinda Appears To Only Go Online During The Early Morning..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Talia And I Were Supposed To Play GunZ With Each Other Too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But She Couldn't Make It Today, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Haven't Had Enough Sleep Since The Holidays Began..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Today, I Had A Major Headache, Felt Lethargic And Couldn't Concentrate During My Guitar Lessons..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Had A Zinger Meal From KFC For My Dinner..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Came Home, Got Invited To HCI Tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For Some B-Boy Cyphers..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, This Is For My Own Reference:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 November To Do List:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1 )Wake Up At 8.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2 )Reach School By 10.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3 )Pass Science Notes To Yu Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4 )Check Class Listings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;5 )Reach HCI By 2.20pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;6 )Call B-Boy Sworn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;7 )Learn Some New Skillz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8 )Play GunZ And PWN Talia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4164060981998552564?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4164060981998552564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4164060981998552564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4164060981998552564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4164060981998552564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/update-for-past-few-days.html' title='Update For Past Few Days'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3228211465740722988</id><published>2007-11-04T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:44:35.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Armed Handstand Picture Modified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. Nothing Much To Say.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I Woke Up, Ate, Played O2Jam, Played GunZ..&lt;br /&gt;Chat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Talia Downlaoded GunZ..&lt;br /&gt;I Played GunZ Like Crazy Until My Whole Body Ached..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Proceeded To Eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Played "Warchasers" With Vanessa..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stopped Playing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got Vanessa To Take A Pic Of My One Armed Handstand..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And Well, I Uploaded It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To The Right Of This Screen, You'll See The "Tricks" List.&lt;br /&gt;Click On: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;One Armed Handstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A Pop-Up Will Open, Showing You My New One Armed Handstand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3228211465740722988?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3228211465740722988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3228211465740722988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3228211465740722988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3228211465740722988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-armed-handstand-picture-modified.html' title='One Armed Handstand Picture Modified'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3838507355008412200</id><published>2007-11-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:30:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Update.. zz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. I'm Late.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I May Be Late, But That Will Not Stop Me From Updating.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Awakening&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Was Ungraciously Awoken By Yati, Who Was Hitting Me, Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Woke Up, Was Confused, Saw 12 Dollars Being Waved At My Face And One Word Formed From My Mouth: "What?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Not Exactly Polite, But I Was Only Awake For 5 Seconds.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;She Responded And Told Me That Vanessa Said To Wake Up At 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;She Then Shoved The Money Into My Hands And Walked Away..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Held The Money And Slept For A While More..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Later Woke Up, Did The Usual, Then Proceeded To Chat On MSN.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;All I Basically Did Was Chat, Play Stepmania And Watched A Youtube Vid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;One Particularly Funny Vid Left Me Laughing Till I Cried.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The Link Is:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uwOL4rB-go"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uwOL4rB-go&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Watch It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It Was At 2.30pm When I Went To Bathe And Get Ready To Leave For My Church Service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I Was Done, I Had About Another 15 Minutes To Burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So I Chat With Kady Then Left At 3pm.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Trip To Expo Was BORING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Basically Solved And Re-Solved  My Cube Over And Over Again From When I First Stepped Out Of My House Till I Reached Expo!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXPO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Finally Got Off The Train, Left The Expo Terminal And Headed For The Service..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When I Went Inside The Area, I Remembered That I Didn't Know Where The Rest Of My Cell Group Was Sitting!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So I Went To The Far End Of The Huge "Concert Hall" And Sat In One Of The Thousands Of Seats.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Beside Me Was A Very Friendly Woman And Some Old Man Who Wouldn't Respond No Matter How Much In Spoke To Him.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Anyway, As The Service Proceeded, I Found That Everything Was Much Better Than Before,&lt;br /&gt;Something About That Service Was Great, Even Though My Cell Group Wasn't Nearby..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Anyway, The Woman Shared Her Bible With Me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Grateful For That.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yes, Justin Isn't THAT Much Of An Ungrateful Boy.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Pastor Kong Was Funny Today, So Funny I Again Laughed Till I Cried.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After Service, I Went To The Washroom Where I Met A Little Boy From My Cell Group.&lt;br /&gt;He Later Led Me To Everyone Else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Met Up With Them, Shat For A Bit Then Went Off With Vanessa To Somerset..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOMERSET&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We Reached There By Taking A Train &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Duh-&lt;/span&gt; And Went To My Grandmother's Office,&lt;br /&gt;We Went There, Got Some Cash And Headed For The Nearest Mc Donald's Fast Food Restaurant.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We Ate And Went Back To The Office Where I Trained My One Handed Rubik's Solving Skills..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We Spent A Lot Of Time There..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then We Later Took A Cab Home, Vanessa And I Were Making A Tonne Of Jokes And Laughing Till My Grandmother Got A Headache!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Came Home And Updated My Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3838507355008412200?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3838507355008412200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3838507355008412200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3838507355008412200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3838507355008412200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/late-update-zz.html' title='Late Update.. zz..'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2773788007775256604</id><published>2007-11-02T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:44:17.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Testimony To Share..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Guys And Gals, How's It Been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I'd Like To Warn You All That A Long Boring Post Is Up Ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;So, Tag First, Read Later.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm Back With Another Update..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Have No Idea When I Woke Up, I've Forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Damned, Lousy Memory Of Mine)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Ate 2 Packets Of Instant Mee Goreng And An Egg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Then I Had A Few Chats On MSN While Waiting For 4pm..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Also Watched A Show By Expression Crew On Youtube, Marionette..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Classical Music + B-Boying + Fantastic Choreography = Pure Genius&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Also Practised My One Armed Handstands And My Kip Up To Air Freezes..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I Then Chat With Florinda For A Bit,&lt;br /&gt;Played GunZ Online With Her And Owned Her Upside Down..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Soon, I Went To Bathe, Changed Into My School Uniform And Sat In Front Of The PC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Had A Chat With Kady, Then Left The House And Headed For School..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When I Reached School, Dian, Rebecca And Florinda Were Running About.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Have No Idea Why, And I Don't Wanna' Find Out)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Then Proceeded To Catch Up With The Rest Of My Class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Confirmed That Jonas Was Indeed About To Join The Duel Masters Tournament,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then I Saw Jun Hui..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OMFG!! DAMN FUNNY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;He Had A Change In Hairstyle, It Is Better, But At The Same Time GOD DAMNED FUNNY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We Were Ready To Get Our Report Books,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It Would Decide If We Made It To Express - Or Normal Academic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I Was Already Getting Ready To Fail..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, I Failed Only One Subject, Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But I Failed By At Least 30 Marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Other Classes All Failed By Only 3 Marks Or Something Like That.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I Prayed, Yes, Justin Prayed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Prayed That I Would Be Lucky Enough To Make It To Express..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Was Hopeful That I Would Go To Express, But At The Same Time, Ready To Enter NA..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I Took My Report Book, Opened It And- Bad News.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yea, Serves Me Right, I Didn't Study, I Slacked Everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Didn't Panic During The Examinations, Didn't Check My Answers..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Was Going To Express.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I Later Found Out That Calvin Got 1st In The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; WHOLE LEVEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1st Out Of 137 People.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;That Damned Smart Bastard And His Thrice Damned Courtesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Thank You Calvin, Thanks For Owning Everyone In Their Studies.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Yang Hyun Is Going To NA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd Rather Ga Eun Go To NA..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Yu Hui, Florinda, Winfred, Royce, etc. Are All Going To Express Too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went To AMK Hub After That..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;AMK HUB&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Registered For The Duel Masters Tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Played With Some Of The People Who Wanted To Go And Join It Too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Owned Them.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then I Saw Ms. Yao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For Those Of You Ungrateful Classmates Of Mine,&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Yao Was Our Literature Teacher Once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;She Was All Dolled Up And Then She Shouted My Name From Far Away, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;She's Teaching At Some Other School Now,&lt;br /&gt;When I Met Her, She Was On Her Way To Go Eat, Shop And Chat With Her Friends,&lt;br /&gt;"To Kill Time", She Said.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon, I Left The Place And Headed For Horizon Gardens,&lt;br /&gt;To Attend My Cell Group Meeting.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CELL GROUP MEETING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It Took Me 15Minutes To Walk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Anyway, When I Reached There, I Found That I Was Early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So I Decided To Play Chinese Chess And English Chess.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I Won In The Chinese Chess Game And Came Close To Winning The English Chess Game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I Didn't Win Because It Was Time For The Cell Group Meeting To Begin When I Was About To Move The One Last Piece, =/.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Opponent?&lt;br /&gt;Vertyno.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cell Group Meeting Was Somehow More Enjoyable Today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Fast Forward..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After The Cell Group Meeting, I Ate Some Spaghetti Which Was Delicious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I Played With Vertyno Again, And Likewise, There Was No Winner, Although I Was About To Win..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We Had To Pack Up And Leave..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So I Left With Everyone, Then I Realized That Shaun Went To Malaysia,&lt;br /&gt;I Wouldn't Care, But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- HE FREAKIN' TOOK MY MINI RUBIK'S KEYCHAIN!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, Went Home, And Solved The Rubik's All The Way..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached Home And Had A Few Chats And Updated My Blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Can Stop Reading Now, But If You Wanna' Read My Testimony, Go Ahead.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TESTIMONY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Since I Received God Into My Life, Things Have Been Much Better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've Received Some Relatively Substantial Increase In Cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Sometimes, The Money Comes From No Where, Like, I Find Money On The Streetz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My Mind Is More At Peace Now,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Friendships Have Been Mended And My Freezes Have Improved.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Would Definitely Recommend Non-Christians To Start Believing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2773788007775256604?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2773788007775256604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2773788007775256604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2773788007775256604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2773788007775256604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-testimony-to-share.html' title='A Little Testimony To Share..'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4056043468668624058</id><published>2007-10-31T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T00:55:41.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AdjutantReflex Is Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Guys, Today Was Totally Boring.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I Woke At About 1.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, Ate, Took A Quick Nap And Used The PC At 2.30pm.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Played Minesweeper Flags With Yu Hui, I Lost The First Few Games, Then I Won The Rest Of The Many Games, Lol. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Listened To A Tonne Of Music.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ate Chewing Gum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Had Nothing To Do And So, Decided To Go Get That EZ-Link Card I Was Supposed To Get Done Ages Ago. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Took A Bus To AMK Hub..&lt;br /&gt;I Was Solving My Rubik's Cube A Lot In The Bus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Soon, I Kept My Cube, Got Off The Bus And Headed For The Ticketing Counter.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I Went Up To The Lady Behind That Counter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Chewing Gum In Mouth, Attitude Showing Again And A Speaking Style I Usually Get In Trouble For, And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Asked Nicely If I Could Be Issued An EZ-Link Card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The People Behind Me Were So Shocked, I Could See Their Astonished Faces. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then, To Make Things Funnier, I Took Out The Rubik's Cube And Solved It In Front Of Them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;They Were Probably Thinking That Someone With That Kind Of An Attitude Wouldn't Be Able To Solve It. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But I Did, And They Were Totally Confused, Their Faces Were A Give Away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyway, I Took The EZ-Link Card And Walked Away,&lt;br /&gt;Laughing Inwardly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then I Took The First Bus Back Home, My Guitar Lessons Were Next. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Reached Home, Chat Somemore With Yu Hui,&lt;br /&gt;Played One Game Of Minesweeper Flags With Hui Ling.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Trashed Her, She Found 2 Flags, I Found 26. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, Soon, Vanessa Called For Me To Go Get My Things And Go For My Lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Today's Lesson Was Some-What Enjoyable, I Learnt More And Wasn't Nagged At.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We Learnt More About Chords, The C And G7 Chord.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then I Went Home, Ate Dinner, Chat With Yu Hui A Bit More, Became Yu Hui's Personal Servant, Listened To Music, Chat With Emily's Bro..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea, Emily's Bro Is Quite The Talker, He Is Good With Words, Very Interesting To Speak With.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then I Updated My Blog And Had A Chat With Karesia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh, And Check Out Emily's Blog:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.littleme-emilycs.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.littleme-emilycs.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There Is This Guy Who Identifies Himself As "AdjutantReflex".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Emily Tried To Delete That Thing's Messages And Tried To Ban That Thing But Couldn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I Ran A Search, And From What I Read, He's Not Human, And He's Some Genius Hacker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You Can Try Talking To Him, But Be Careful, He Can Screw Your PC If You Provoke Him, Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;He Has The Ability To, But I'm Not Sure If He Will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4056043468668624058?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4056043468668624058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4056043468668624058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4056043468668624058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4056043468668624058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/adjutantreflex-is-back.html' title='AdjutantReflex Is Back'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-5687373206661708476</id><published>2007-10-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:40:45.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post Before I Knock Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, I Was Supposed To Attend A Prayer Meeting Today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But Was Banned From Going Out With My Friends, Wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I Woke At About 10+ am..&lt;br /&gt;Updated My Blog About Yesterday's Happenings..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Went Straight To Chatting With People On MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I Soon Got Bored And Took Videos Of Me Solving The Pocket Cube And The Rubik's Cube&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Then I Had To Follow My Bros To Thomson Plaza For Their Haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Not Before Stopping By Some Crazy Turf Club To Pick Up My Mom's Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Was Playing With My Cube All The Way Again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Then I Had Some Doughnuts And Fish And Chips..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Went Home, Chat Somemore..&lt;br /&gt;Played O2Jam And Took A Recording Of It..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Posted It On Youtube..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The Link Is:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nk9cSYcUWcM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nk9cSYcUWcM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kady Then Went Online At MSN..&lt;br /&gt;We Chat For A Bit Then Tried To Get Yu Hui To Join This Gathering We're Holding This Friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yu Hui Didn't Wanna' Come. =/&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then, Kady, Yu Hui And I Started Crapping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shuaige, Chiobu, Dad And God, LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then Got Something Damn Funny Happen, I Felt Like Uploading The Chat Onto The Net..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But Kady Will Get Angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It Is About "Creation Of Life"&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LOL!!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm Now Done With Today's Update And Am Now Gonna' Bathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-5687373206661708476?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/5687373206661708476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=5687373206661708476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5687373206661708476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5687373206661708476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/quick-post-before-i-knock-off.html' title='Quick Post Before I Knock Off'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-5578108967716044751</id><published>2007-10-28T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:49:55.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONGEST POST I'VE EVER WRITTEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hey Ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sorry For Not Posting, I Came Home At 2.22am, You See..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then My Mom Got So Pissed Off And Barred Me From Going Out And Ordered Me To Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahead Is A Damn Long Post, Don't Read It Unless You Have A Good 10 Minutes To Waste..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Apparently, She Has Done Quite A Few Things Which I Just Ain't Happy About.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;1 )Gotten ALL My Friends' Numbers That I Have  -450   Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;2 )Set An 11pm Time Limit For PC Usage                 -2780 Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;3 )Starting To Care About All The Bad Stuff I Do     -940   Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;4 )Set An 11pm Time Limit For Going Out                -1020 Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;5 )Invading My Privacy                                              &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;-5720 Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;6 )Gotten Family To Gang On Me (Major Nono...)    -98,540 Points&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That's A Total Of -109, 540 Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She Had 250, 000 Points With Me To Begin With,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Now She Has 140, 550 Points With Me..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;If She Isn't Careful, I May Rebel Again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've Done That Many Times, And I May Do It Again..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Anyway, On To The Update..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Vanessa And I Were More Or Less Late For Our Church Service,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So We Decided To Use The Train To Get To Expo..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;RIDE TO EXPO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Saw Kai  Lin On The Train, She Was Headed For Novena To Go On A Date With Her Boyfriend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Was Solving My Rubik's Cube A LOT On The Way There..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXPO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Vanessa And I Got Off The Train And Went To A Nearby "7-eleven" Convenience Store..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I Got Myself A Giant Bottle Of Coca-Cola..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then I Went To Foyer 3 Where I Met Cheryl, Apple, Hui Min And Parthiban..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I Wanted To Eat Something, Then I Saw This Yoghurt + Iced Cream + Fruits Stall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I Was Asking For The Price; It Was $2.80.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I Was, Like, "Oh, Okay, What Do You Recommend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Aunt Said That The Banana And Oreo Chocolate Cookies Were Good.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So I Accepted It, Paid, And Ate And It Was Delicio- YUCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It Tasted Bad, Real Nasty..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I Ate It All Anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Then We All Went For The Church Service..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHC SERVICE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We Had A Prayer Meeting Before The Whole Thing Started,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It Was My First Time Praying, Xuan Hong Said That It Wasn't Bad For A First-Timer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Cos' His First Time Was Where He Had Nothing To Say..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Moving On..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I Solved The Rubik's Cube Some More..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then My Cubes Got Passed On To So Many Different People, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;During The Actual Service, There Were Worship Songs, Some Vids,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Preaching And Offerings..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;One Of The Vids Was About This Korean Church Called The "Yoida Full Gospel Church".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Close To A Million Followers And Prayer Meetings Held Everyday, They Are Probably One Of The Most Faithful Of All Christians..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Impressive.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Halfway Through The Service, Some Kids Behind Me Kept Irritating Me By Kicking Me And Throwing Stuff At Me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I Wanted To Seriously Shout At Them Or Smash Their Skulls.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;After Service, Ru Xin, My Cell Group Leader, Decided To Have A Talk With Me About My Anger Issues, Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And My Cubes Continued To Get Passed Around..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Soon, Shaun, Yoke &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Shaun, How Do You Spell His Name..?)&lt;/span&gt; And I Went To Bugis To Play At A LAN Shop.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BUGIS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We First Went Over To This Chinese Restaurant To Eat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Shaun's Mom Was Treating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;John Was There Too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Shaun's Mom Stuffed Our Faces With Food Until We Couldn't Eat Anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;She Is Damn Friendly And That Was The First Time I've Ever Felt Full To The Point Of Exploding.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We Then  Went To The LAN Shop To Play, All 5 Of Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I Got The Unlucky PC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(PC No. 60)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It Was Laggy, The Internet Was Fucked Up, The Keyboard Was Screwed And It Hanged Regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So I Couldn't Play DotA, Due To The Lag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Couldn't Access GunZ, Due The The Fucked Up Internet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Couldn't Play AuditionSEA, Due The Screwed Up Keyboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And The PC Had To Be Restarted Multiple Times, Due To The Regular Hangs..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Talk About A Waste Of Money!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When We Stopped Playing, It Was About 11.50pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We Decided To Rush To The Train Station..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BEGINNING OF THE LOST TRIO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We Reached The Train Station, Went To The Platform Headed For Boon Lay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And - "Train Service For This Side Has Ended".&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;We Missed The Last Train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So We Walked Till Somewhere Near Esplanade, All The While, All Three Of Us &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; That We Had No Cash.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Soon, Kee Kai's Bro Got Damn Upset, Called Yoke And Demanded That KeeKai Be Brought Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We Continued Walking And Soon, A Bus 162 Drove By..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We Dashed, I Ran The Fastest, At Least A Good 4 Metres Faster Than Yoke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We Boarded The Bus And I Soon Regretted Running So Quickly..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Full Stomach, Combined With The Running And Violently Shaking Bus Made Me Almost Vomit, I Even Got A Plastic Bag Out To Prepare For The Puking..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I Lied Back Against The Seat And Started To Let My Mind Drift Off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I Couldn't Resist Thinking Of Someone I've Been Cruel Towards..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Same Lines Kept On Repeating In My Mind, "Why Are You Ignoring Her? Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I Couldn't Answer It..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Soon, KeeKai's Bro Called Again And AGAIN Demanded That KeeKai Be Brought Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Turns Out That Yoke had Cash On Him,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The Big Wallet Liar&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We Took A Cab, And Got The Cabbie To Drive Over To KeeKai's Place First..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;When We Reached, KeeKai's Mom Was There, Old, Tired, Demented, Crazy, Filled With Worry For The 15YEAR OLD SON, Ready To be Admitted Into IMH And Loud-Mouthed, She Screamed At Us At First Sight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;She Was Saying That We Were Too Much And That We Weren't Allowed To Go Out With KeeKai Anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The Bitch.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then We Got The Cabbie To Drop Us At Castle Green..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yoke Paid The Cabbie And We Said Our Good Byes..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE ONLY LOST BOY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As Most Of You Already Know, I've Got A Bad Sense Of Direction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I Decided To Walk On Home Anyway..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Soon, I Found Myself Lost, Lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I Walked Past At Least 3 Mc Donald's..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I Decided To Let My Unconcious Mind Do The Leading While My Conciousness Wandered Again..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Soon Enough, I Found My Way Back Home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE IRRITATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When I Reached Home, It Was 2.20am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Grandma Nagged At Me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Called My Mom, She Nagged At Me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I Got Minor Grounding, No Going Out.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Went To The Kitchen And Saw My "Broken" Phone Missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It Was In My Bros' Room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All Fixed And My SIM Card Was Missing, In Place Of It Was THEIR SIM CARD!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Those Fags, They Touched My Stuff And Got The SIM Card Missing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So That's My Mom, Grandma And Bros Pissing Me Off.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Bathed And Went Straight To Sleep.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WOW!! Long Post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-5578108967716044751?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/5578108967716044751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=5578108967716044751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5578108967716044751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/5578108967716044751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/longest-post-ive-ever-written.html' title='LONGEST POST I&apos;VE EVER WRITTEN!!'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2925232811005576121</id><published>2007-10-26T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:34:18.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Blog Posting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Ya'll..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Know You All Think My Blog Is Dead, And Yea, It Is.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which Is Why I'm Posting, I'm Gonna' Attempt A Blog Revival..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I Woke Up Today At 8am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(What The, So Early? Why?)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Bathed, Ate, Took My Wallet And Left The House..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was On My Way To Harbourfront MRT To Meet Hui Min Then Go With Her To The Rest Of Her Cell Group At Sentosa..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Topped-Up My EZ-Link..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 Bucks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Took The MRT Instead Of A Direct Bus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I Solved The Rubik's Cube So Many Times That When I Reached Harbourfront,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cube Literally Broke.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HARBOURFRONT TERMINAL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;It Was 9.55am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Was Supposed To Meet Hui Min At 10am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So I Stood There Like An Idiot And Waited,&lt;br /&gt;After A Long While, I Went Over To The Pay-Phones Nearby And Tried Calling Vanessa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;She Didn't Pick Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Called Her At Least 20-40 Times.. zz..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;VIVO CITY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then I Gave Up Waiting After Another Long While And Proceeded By Myself To Vivo's "Toys 'R' Us"..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Vivo City Took So Long To Build And Was Supposed To Be A Tourist Hub If I'm Right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But Damn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It Has So Few People, Hell, I Could Shout At The Top Of My Lungs And No One Would Be Near Enough To Hear Me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOYS 'R' US&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Went Inside "Toys 'R' Us" And I Started Laughing,&lt;br /&gt;They Were Playing Some Childhood Songs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The Cashier At The Counter Smiled, Then Greeted Me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Replied And Proceeded To Look For The 2X2X2 Rubik's Cube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well, It Was So Damn Big That I Couldn't Find It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Finally Asked A Sales Assistant And She Directed Me To The Rubik's Cubes..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Looked For The 2X2X2, But Only Found The 3X3X3, Rubik's Revenge, The Rubik's Revolution And A Mini Rubik's Key Chain..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Bought The Mini Rubik's Key Chain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;8 Bucks, Small And Cute, I Think It Was Worth It.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOING HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I Proceeded Home After That..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I Actually Played With The Mini Cube All The Way Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;At One Point Of Time, There Was This Little Girl Who Saw Me Solve It..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;She Said, "Mom! Look! That Boy Solved It! I Can Only Do One Side!!"&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well, One Side Is Good Enough, Considering She's About 9 Years Old,&lt;br /&gt;Most Of Our YCKSS Buddies Can't Even Do One Side!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anyway, Reached Home And Vanessa Called, Asking For My Location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Apparently, She Had Switched Her Phone To Silent Mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(And What The Hell Is The Use Of A Phone If No One Can Call You!?)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anyway, Fixed The Broken Cube And Proceeded To Use The PC.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh, I Took An IQ Test Too, In One Short Month, My IQ Has Shot Up From 136 To 141!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Outstanding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It Said I Was An Intuitive Investigator, Lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I Took An IQ Test Harder Than The IQ Test I Took One Month Ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2925232811005576121?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2925232811005576121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2925232811005576121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2925232811005576121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2925232811005576121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/dead-blog-posting.html' title='Dead Blog Posting..'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3926445008982097336</id><published>2007-10-22T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:19:12.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rantings Of A Boy Losing His PC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well, Don't You Just Hate It When Your Family Members All Gang Up On You?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, That's Happened To Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Together, They've Managed To Stop Me From Using The PC, For A Long While..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've Finally Resolved The Damned Viruses Fucking Problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And- BAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Comes Another Problem Hitting Me Like A Baseball.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Guess I Can't Be With My Beloved PC..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The People Involved In This Gang Bang Are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Annoying Aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Naggy Granny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Monster Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Grumpy Gramps&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No0blet Gang Bangers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grr..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're Gonna' Remove The Power Cable For The PC,&lt;br /&gt;Those Little Fags Seem To Have Forgotten Who I Am..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Perhaps A Little Reminder Will Suffice?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll See How This Plays Out, If It Doesn't Go According To My Favour, I'll Start Doing Something About It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3926445008982097336?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3926445008982097336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4671070614957762354.post-599614549275488527</id><published>2007-10-21T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:34:57.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;IMPORTANT NOTICE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Will Not Be Able To Go Online At MSN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Use My PC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Use The Internet, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR A LONG WHILE&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Some Faggot Went To Put That Stupid Website On My Tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I Stupidly Went To Check It Out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Downloaded The ActiveX And Then My PC Died.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Am Not Using My PC To Post This Notice.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peace And Love, B-Boy Blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-599614549275488527?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/599614549275488527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4671070614957762354.post-165948191325286257</id><published>2007-10-13T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T18:14:42.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day, Long Post, Long Windedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Woke At 1+ pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; Hit My Head Till I Woke Up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Great Vanessa, Give Me A Headache!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything Happened So Quickly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Bathed, Changed, Packed, Left. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Didn't Realize What Was Happening Till I Was In The Bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(On The Way To AMK Hub..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AMK Hub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; And I Waited For &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bruce&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kee Kai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shen Cai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Louis&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Some Other Guy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They Took So Damn Blo0dy Long To Come.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When They Did Come, At Last, We Took A Bus.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;THE BUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The Bus, There Was Lotsa' Rubik's Solving, Video Watching, Photo Taking, Chatting, Laughter, Planning And Eating.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bruce&lt;/span&gt; Said That We'd Be Going To The Esplanade To Practise Our B-Boy And Popping..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kee Kai&lt;/span&gt; Doesn't Miss &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Wei Ling&lt;/span&gt; Anymore..&lt;br /&gt;He Likes &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Madeline &lt;/span&gt;Now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Shh.. I Didn't Type That..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; May Be Going To Japan For The Holidays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shen Cai&lt;/span&gt; Wants To Master The Rubik's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(He Is Damn Determined..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Got Off At Kembangan.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;KEMBANGAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Went There To Take The MRT To Expo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The MRT, I Tried To Teach &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shen Cai&lt;/span&gt; To Solve A Rubik's.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When We Reached Expo, We Headed For The Church Service.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;CHURCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Today's Service Was About Reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Us Tithing To God Equals God Helping Our Finance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;God Helping Our Finance Equals More Possibilities, A Wider Reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And That Equals To Us Being Able To Do More For God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But More Than That Is Faith.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MC DONALD'S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, When The Service Ended, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vertyno&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hui Bing&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; Shaun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Another Shaun)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Zuben&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Zuben's Bro&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Some Other Guys&lt;/span&gt; And I Went To Changi Airpot's Mc Donald's To Eat Dinner.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lotsa' Food Being Consumed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, At One Point Of Time,&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; Cheryl&lt;/span&gt; Tried To Chase Me And Ended Up Falling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Wakakakakakas!~)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;Tried Throwing Ice Cubes, Water And Chilli Packets At Me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Shot Bits Of Ice At Her. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; And Cheryl Have The Same Height..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zz.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Took An MRT After That..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The MRT, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Cher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yl&lt;/span&gt; Was, Like, So Impressed I Could Solve A Rubik's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Like She Hasn't Seen Anyone Do That Before, Lol.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When The MRT Reached Marina Bay, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt; Took A Picture Of Me Doing A Handstand In The MRT, Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I'll Upload It Tomorrow..)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Shaun &lt;/span&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hui Bing&lt;/span&gt; Left The MRT And&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; And I Were Left Alone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Listened To Music All The Way Till We Reached AMK MRT Station..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went Home And Updated This Blog And Chat On MSN And Watched Animes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-165948191325286257?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/165948191325286257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=165948191325286257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/165948191325286257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/165948191325286257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/update-in-progress_13.html' title='Long Day, Long Post, Long Windedness'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-8237995112155809739</id><published>2007-10-12T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:15:17.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The House, Bus Stop, Group And Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's "Normal Lessons" Day Wasn't So "Normal" And Had Nothing To Do With Lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, It Was Filled With &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Duel Masters&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Examination Results&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rubik's Cubes&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, After The School Day Was Over, I Went With &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chancery&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jia Qi&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jonas&lt;/span&gt; Over To &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;onas's &lt;/span&gt;House..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Went There To Slack.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;JONAS'S HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We All Played "Truth Or Dare"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I'm So Not Gonna' Go Into The Details Of The Game.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then We Started Scaring &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chancery&lt;/span&gt; Halfway To Death..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Used A &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Mechanical Hand&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Voodoo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Canes&lt;/span&gt; And A &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Plastic Pole&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It Was Damn Funny, She Was Screaming Like Hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And Running All Over The Place.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Was Fun At First, I Admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But.. It Soon Got Boring, So I Asked Them To Stop It, Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Why Did They Listen To Me?) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jonas&lt;/span&gt; Received A Lot Of Phone Calls All The While..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And He Played The Piano..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Also Used His PC..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(HIS CRAPPY PC IS SOOOO SLOW!!!!!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, We Left &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jonas's &lt;/span&gt;House At 5+ pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jia Qi&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chancery &lt;/span&gt;Because They Wanted To Go Home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, Because I Wanted To Start Heading For My Cell Group Meeting.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE BUS STOP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, The Three Of Us Had Agreed To Take Bus 162 To Reach Our Destinations..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, Bus 52 Came And &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jia Qi&lt;/span&gt; Just Took That Bus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Leaving Chancery And I Alone. =/) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, To Pass The Time,&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; Chancery&lt;/span&gt; And I had A Long Chat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then, 162 Came..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We Had Noticed It Too Late And It Just Drove By..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, With Nothing To Do, We Just Chat Somemore.. Lol. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Took FOREVER To Come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When It DID Come, It Was Around 6pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Got On It.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Dropped Off Somewhere Near AMK Hub..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chancery &lt;/span&gt;And I Parted, With Her Going Home.&lt;br /&gt;And I, Going Towards The MRT Station.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Reached Yio Chu Kang MRT Station Soon Enough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Proceeded To WALK Towards Horizon Gardens.. =/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;When Reached There, I Was Sweating.. zz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then I Checked The Time And Found That I Was 20Mins Early.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CELL GROUP MEETING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Was The Usual Worship Songs, Prayers, Offerings And Testimonies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After All That, I Played Chess With Some Of The Cell Group Members..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Trashed Them. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They Were Around 14-16 Years Old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Wakakakakakakakakakas!~) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bruce Informed Me That There Would Be A Practise Session This Thursday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I'm Looking Forward To Seeing All The Sick Moves That Everyone Has Learnt!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I Ate Some Spaghetti..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Then Left, With Everyone, For Home.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Came Home, I Multi-Tasked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Chat On MSN&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; Updated This Blog&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Listened To Music&lt;/span&gt; And Tried &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Downloading Lotsa' Animes&lt;/span&gt; At One Go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I Didn't Die, But My PC Almost Did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(The Major Lag..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-8237995112155809739?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/8237995112155809739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=8237995112155809739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8237995112155809739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/8237995112155809739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/house-bus-stop-group-and-home.html' title='The House, Bus Stop, Group And Home'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-4916909743260128360</id><published>2007-10-11T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:37:48.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of The Examinations..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Today Was The Last Day Of The Written Examinations..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Had Mathematics And Science..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They Were Both Quite Okay, Relatively Easy, Compared To The Common Tests..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Examination Was Over, I Went Over To The &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Old Man's Shop&lt;/span&gt; To Meet Up With A Friend.&lt;br /&gt;He And I Played Duel Masters For A Bit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Trashed Him All The Way.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Decided To Go Home, I Met &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Chancery&lt;/span&gt; On The Way There..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Went, "How's&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Florinda&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;I Replied, "How's Your &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Matthew&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Then She had Nothing To Say. Wakakakakas...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I Went Home Without Anything Eventful Happening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then When I Reached Home, I Immediately Chat On MSN With Tonnes Of People At One Go, Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got Flooded With Chats, Must Be The After-Examination Celebration.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Sent Tonnes, And Tonnes, Of Songs To &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mui Ping&lt;/span&gt; Via MSN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Practised My Guitar For A Bit..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd Like To Thank &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yu Hui&lt;/span&gt; For Sharing My Troubles..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Decided To Start Playing AuditionSEA Again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Installed It And Started Playing With &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mui Ping&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Played Until Almost 11pm..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I Was Playing,&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Jonas&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Bruce&lt;/span&gt; Kept On Calling..&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Called To Invite Me To Go To His House Tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Chancery Will Be Going Too.. Wakakakas..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Bruce&lt;/span&gt; Called To Remind Me About The Cell Group Meeting And Church Schedule..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I Went To Chat A Bit More..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Visited Peoples' Blogs Anf Decided To Update Mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-4916909743260128360?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/4916909743260128360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=4916909743260128360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4916909743260128360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/4916909743260128360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-of-examinations.html' title='Last Day Of The Examinations..'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-3365510478504569027</id><published>2007-10-11T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T04:27:53.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did The Time Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geez..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Posting About October 10 At 4+ am.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wait-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OH SHIT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Forgot The Date Yesterday And &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wrote October 9 For All My Geography Exam Papers&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Damn, I'm Such An Idiot.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, We Had Our Geography Examination In The Hall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And All The While, My &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Throat&lt;/span&gt; And&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Nose&lt;/span&gt; Was Killing Me, I &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sneezed&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Coughed&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Couldn't Breathe &lt;/span&gt;Many Times.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Examination Was Quite Okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Managed To Finish It With 10Mins To Spare.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Examination, I Went To See Mr. Rumi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He And I Had A &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Casual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Conversation&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;( -- _ -- ) &lt;(&lt;u&gt;Mr. Rumi Was Pissed Off And Will Cane Him After The Exams.&lt;/u&gt;) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went To Mc Donald's With Emily And Hui Min After That..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(We Were Supposed To Mug For Mathematics..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kady Would Come Later With Melissa And Some Other Gal. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Bought Myself A Mc Flurry And Waited..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon Enough, Kady Came. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So We Started To Study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Or At Least Tried.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Soon Cursed Them To Hell And Left Mc Donald's. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Two Words. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Major&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Disrespect&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To AMK Hub..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bought Myself Some Lemonade..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lim Ting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Siti&lt;/span&gt; And&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Eliza&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took A Bus Home.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Home, The Construction Was Still Going On Nearby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ARGH!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Throat&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nose&lt;/span&gt; Got Even Worse By The Second..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End I Slmost Died, But Was Saved..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Had To Go For My Guitar Lessons. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Couldn't Concentrate At All During The Lesson..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Due To My Nose Killing Me..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Learnt More About &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chords&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Eat At "Burger King" After That..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Ate A &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;BBQ Turkey Burger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Fries&lt;/span&gt; And Drank Some&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; Coca-Cola&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(BBQ Turkey Something.. I've Forgotten The Name. &gt;.&lt;) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went Home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Fell Asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must Be The Amount Of Energy All That Sneezing Used Up. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke At About 3+ am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Xue Qing Was Still Online At MSN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently, She Need Not Go To School On October 11..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(It's Her School's Marking Day..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;She Is Still Awake, This Information Being Correct As Of The Time I Post This Only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3365510478504569027?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3365510478504569027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3365510478504569027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3365510478504569027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3365510478504569027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-did-time-go.html' title='Where Did The Time Go?'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2061667713861925209</id><published>2007-10-09T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:26:33.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEAM RYOUKO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, There Wasn't Any School For Me Today, So I Woke At About 2+ pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Had Awoken At About 7+ am Earlier On.. But Went Back To Sleep.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Throat Became Worse And I Couldn't Even Swallow Without Feeling Pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Ignoring The Pain, I Proceeded To Eat Lotsa' Food Like, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bread&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Ham&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Crackers&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cup Noodles&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(What Can I Say? I'm A Hungry Boy..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Practised My Kip-Ups For A Bit..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Use The PC To Chat With Friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Went On To Play GunZ, DotA And O2Jam..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When That Was All Done, I Ate Dinner And Watched Ouran High School Host Club..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Went To Practise My Kip-Ups Again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Actually, I Practise Whenever I Can. ^^)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Chat And Watch Vids On Youtube..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Was I Watching?&lt;br /&gt;Vids On Team Ryouko.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;They Are The Best Martial Arts Team In The World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And They're From Toronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;They Combine Parkour, Martial Arts, Breakdancing And A Hell Lotta' Randomness Into One Wonderful Art Form On Its Own.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Tried To Organize A &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Last-Minute Study Group&lt;/span&gt; For The Mathematics Examination..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Due Two Days From Now..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Only Managed To Get Hui Min, Kady And I..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Pathetic, Huh?)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Royce And Shaun Didn't Want To Get Involved With Studying..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kady And I Had A Chat About Some Fucked Up Guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Ain't Gonna' Say Or Type His Name Out.)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Went To Update This Blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Was A Day Of Mostly Slacking..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And With This Update Complete, I Must Admit, I Feel Sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2061667713861925209?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2061667713861925209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2061667713861925209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2061667713861925209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2061667713861925209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/team-ryouko.html' title='TEAM RYOUKO'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2880289344214351797</id><published>2007-10-07T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:12:57.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing My Little Cousin.. Melissa!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Woke Up At 6+ pm Today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(All Due To My Sleeping At 5am Last Night..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did The Usual Brushing Of Teeth, Bathing, Eating And Breathing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Chat On MSN..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Practised My Kip-Ups..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Can More Or Less Do Them Without Feeling Pain At The Base Of My Toes Now..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sent A Few Songs To My Friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(All Of Which Are O2Jam Based Songs..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went Out To Eat Dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Saw &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;, My Little Cousin, Outside Eating Chicken Wings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Know, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She Is The Same As The Rest Of My Family, Her Chinese Is Lousy&lt;/span&gt; Too..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Her Studies Are Okay, She Can Spell "&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious&lt;/span&gt;" Without Many Mistakes And Can Spell, And Define, The Meaning Of "&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Investigation&lt;/span&gt;" Perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(She's Primary 1, Lol)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She And I Started Telling Each Other To Stand Up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(We Were, Like, "Stand Up", Or, "You Stand Up" For So Long")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Tried To &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Break My Fingers&lt;/span&gt; A Few Times And &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tickled Me&lt;/span&gt; A Lot..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Ate Spaghetti Bolognese..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(A Cheap $4..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I Drank A Can Of "Whatever", And Guess What, I Got &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Green Tea&lt;/span&gt;.. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yucks! I Hate Green Tea..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Eating, I Went To Watch Animes For A Bit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Tried A Front Handspring, And Inevitably &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fell On My Back&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Proceeded To Practise My Kip-Ups..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Damn Thirsty After That, But Some Idiot Had Thrown Away My Water Bottle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I'll Strangle The Idiot When I Find Him..)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Watch More Animes And Then Updated My Blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2880289344214351797?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2880289344214351797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2880289344214351797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2880289344214351797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2880289344214351797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/update-in-progress.html' title='Introducing My Little Cousin.. Melissa!~'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6703008424933123648</id><published>2007-10-07T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:07:57.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moron With A Small Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Would First Like To Apologize To My Loyal Readers For Being Late In Updating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This Is The Post For October 6, 2007.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHURCH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Today's Church Service Was Great..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Decided To Start Tithing Today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Service, I Told Shen Cai About It.&lt;br /&gt;He Said, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Don't Worry, God Will Bless You In Your Handstands."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I Laughed, But I Was About To Find Out That He'd Do More Than That.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, After Today's Service, I Went With Bruce And Everyone Else To Somerset.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOMERSET&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Went There To Eat, Hang Out And Practise Popping, Locking, B-Boy, Etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Actually Finally Managed A Kip-Up!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(YES!~ I Have Been Trying To Master It..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Is Kinda' Of A Coincidence, Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Tithed My Remaining Cash And Was Broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I Suddenly Can Do Kip-Ups.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Practising, I Was Thirsty, But Was Broke, So I Couldn't Buy Any Drinks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Decided To Keep My Wallet Which Was In My Hand.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Put My Wallet Into My Pocket, I Felt A Dollar Coin In There.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(What!? I Thought That There Was Nothing Inside My Pocket!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went To See What Stephaine Was Buying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, With The Dollar Coin In My Hand, I Saw The Menu, Quite By Accident, A Double Plain Iced Cream Cone. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Exactly One Dollar. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Bought It And Felt That It Was Some Other Wordly Power At Work.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Took An MRT To Ang Mo Kio.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANG MO KIO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I Got There, I Went To Borrow A Bit Of Cash To Get Myself A Carton Of Fruit Juice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;, Huh?) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Then Rushed To AMK Hub To Catch A Bus Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(By "Rush", I Mean Running All The Way.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Had Just Reached The Stop, The Bus Had Left..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(And It Was The Last Bus, Damn..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Finished My Carton Of Juice On The Spot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I Decided To Walk Home.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Met Louis And Shen Cai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Exchanged Greetings, Then I Continued On My Way.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Kept On Thinking About The Person I Have Been Treating Coldly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking If I Really Should Have Done That..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Started Thinking From After I Met Louis And Shen Cai And Stopped When I Reached Home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Now, I'm Still Thinking..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Reached Home, I Checked My Blog And Saw Some &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Moron With A Small Brain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Posting In My Tag Board Saying That I Was Happy With Being Able To Manage One Stupid Baby Freeze..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Don't Want To Explain Everything, Go Read The Tag Board.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Later Realized That I Was Late And Rushed To Update This Blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I'm Gonna' Go Bathe Now.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thanks For Reading This Rushed Post, Peace Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6703008424933123648?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4671070614957762354.post-6472584047112770950</id><published>2007-10-05T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:32:50.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Test, Freeze, Trouble, Game And Church.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Had My Literature Test First..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn, It Was Hard Because I Never Payed Any Attention During My Literature Lessons.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During The Break, I Went To Look For Kady At The Shine Centre..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Was Supposed To Improve On Their Baby Freezes.. But I Didn't Do That..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Basically Went There To Hang Out And Check In On Their Baby Freeze Progress.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kady And Hui Min Can Do Baby Freezes For Over A Minute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Progress, Considering They're Gals.. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Talia has Started Learning Baby Freezes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Hope She Can Get Them Soon~ Go For It!~) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Wanted To Teach Them A Turtle Freeze But They Just Couldn't Get It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Maybe They Ain't Ready Yet.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, A While Later, Some 104s Came To Look For Trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Okay, So &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Only Brendon Was Looking For Trouble&lt;/span&gt;, No One Else Was. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Was Late For My History Test And I Got So Embarrassed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But Two Minutes Later And A Bunch Of Gals Walked Into The Class, They Were Later Than Me.. =.=" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The History Test Was Quite Hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Finished It With Only 10 Minutes To Spare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Later Learned That Lauren Had Finished It Within 45 Minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(What The Fuck? God-Like Writing?) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ON THE WAY TO AMK HUB&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;On The Way There, Joseph Went To Disturb Some Old Aunty And She Tried To Chase Us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(We Out Ran Her, Obviously.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We Passed By This Little Duel Masters Shop, It Had Tables Opened Up For Customers To Pit Their Decks Against One Another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It Was Interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;AMK HUB&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, My Friends And I Went To AMK Hub To Eat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then We Later Saw Jamie And Friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Didn't Want To Follow Them, But Royce Went To Follow Them, So We All Had No Choice.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Fooling Around At The Washroom For Some Time, We Ran Away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Apparently, Some Unhappy Strangers Were Brewing Trouble For Us.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Saw Jason And His Two Other Buddies At A "MOS Burger" Restaurant.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Mc Donald's And Bought Lotsa' Food..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Guess What, Jamie And Friends Were There.. zz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(It Is Like Jamie Is Following Shaun..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We Got Some Free Food From Them. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Later Went Back To The Little Duel Masters Shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There Were A Bunch Of Malay Guys Playing The Game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Decided To Get My Deck Out And Play.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Made Some Friends There, They're Kinda' Vulger, But Friendly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Is A Wonderful Thing When People Become Friends Simply Because They Share Something In Common. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In The End, I Played About 30+ Matches..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And Lost Only 3 Times.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Be Playing With Them Again On Monday.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Reached Home, I Decided To Update This Blog Early.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CELL GROUP MEETING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today's Cell Group Meeting Was Short And Sweet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We Had The Usual Worship Songs, Prayers And Testimonies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Weird Thing About Today's Testimony Was That A Lot Of People Had One To Share..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home.. Again.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I Reached Home And I Logged Into My MSN Account..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And Inevitably Ended Up In A Little Bad Spot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To Whom It May Concern: I Am Sorry, But I Have My Own Reasons, Whether You Believe Me Or Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6472584047112770950?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6472584047112770950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6472584047112770950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6472584047112770950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6472584047112770950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/test-freeze-tourble-game-and-church.html' title='The Test, Freeze, Trouble, Game And Church.'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-2970016365229741044</id><published>2007-10-04T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:40:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Gets Weirder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Had Our English Final Year Examination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Know, I Seriously Expected It To Be Hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Damn.. It Was Relatively Easy. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Winfred&lt;/span&gt; Had Pulled Down A Metal Blockade At The Stairs And &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It Hit Yu Hui On The Head&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Didn't Give A Damn, I Went To Go Buy An Exercise Book For Writing Notes In..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Came Back, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yu Hui Was All Smiling And Lively Again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(WHAT THE FUCK!? IS SHE HUMAN!!??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No Girl I Know Can Get Hit Like That And Still Smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Still, It Is Possible That Her Lifestyle Has Already Gotten Her Accustomed To It.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, After The Entire Thing Ended, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Winfred&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Amrin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Royce&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Hui Min&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fang Yu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;Went To Mc Donald's To Study.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MC DONALD'S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;It Was A Complete Disaster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Hardly Did Any Studying, Okay, So &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hui Min&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;Were The Only Ones Studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The Rest Were Playing Duel Masters&lt;/span&gt;.. =/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Studying, We Went To The Playground Nearby To Play For A Bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Royce, Hui Min And I Went To&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; Beatbox&lt;/span&gt;, But Only For An &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Extremely &lt;/span&gt;Short Duration. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything Was All Right Until Some People Came To "Xia Lan"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So We Went To AMK Hub. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;AMK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; HUB&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Went There And Admired Some Stuff At 77th Street..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then We Went Our Seperate Ways Towards Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Royce And I Took Bus 169..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ON THE BUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Royce And I Chat The Entire Way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. I Still Think Royce And Yu Hui Are Together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Just A Gut Feeling, No Proof..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Royce Went To Flex His Muscles, The Shape Is Nice, I Wish My Muscles Had His Muscle's Shape.. =/ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I Went Home, I &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Practised B-Boy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Confirmed A Day When B-Boy Sworn Will Teach Me The Windmill&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Practised The Guitar&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Chat On MSN&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Watched Animes&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, I Would Like To End This Shockingly Short Post By Wishing Everybody Good Luck On The Rest Of The Examination Subjects..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-2970016365229741044?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/2970016365229741044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=2970016365229741044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2970016365229741044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/2970016365229741044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/error-message.html' title='Life Gets Weirder'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6003518806987090680</id><published>2007-10-04T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:29:26.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 3 - The Forgotten Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I Apologize For Not Updating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I Got Carried Away While Playing O2jam.. &gt;.&lt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So Here Is The Update For October 3. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*Flashback* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I Had My Stupid Chinese Final Year Examination Today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paper One Was A Disaster..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Couldn't Write Anything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Slept From The Beginning Of Paper One Till The End&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Had A Short Recess Break After Paper One, I Spent The Time Taking A Quick Nap And Playing Duel Masters..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paper Two Was A Disaster As Well, I only Did The MCQ Sections..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And It Was All Random Choosing On My Part. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I Have A &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;High-Rate Of Going Into Normal Academic&lt;/span&gt; Next Year Because I'll Get &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A Zero For One Subject&lt;/span&gt; Already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Which Means, To All You Idiots Who Haven't Figured It Out, My Overall Score Will Be Pulled Down By A Hundred. &gt;.&lt;) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;After The Examination, AMK Hub&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Amrin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fang Yu&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; Went There To Supposedly Eat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Royce Was Supposed To Come As Well, But He Decided To Go Watch A Movie With His "Za Bor".) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On The Way To AMK Hub, We Saw &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Kady&lt;/span&gt; And&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Friends&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Shouted Across The Street At Each Other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went To Do A Bit Of Jumping Here And There..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Bought Lotsa' Food And Drinks.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then When We Reached AMK Hub, I Was Too Full To Eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, We Walked Around For Quite A Long Time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Chancery&lt;/span&gt; And Started Teasing Her Using Matthew As The Focus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then She Kept On Saying, "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Florinda Lee&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Like I Care About Her?) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End, We Went To The Food Court And Bought Some Chicken Rice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hui Xuan&lt;/span&gt; There. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon, We Went Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(All That Walking, Chatting And Playing Took Over 2Hours) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Reached Home And Immediately Went To Chat On MSN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I Went To KFC With &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Vanessa &lt;/span&gt;To Study.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;7p.m.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Attend Guitar Lessons With Vanessa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Had Some Music Theory And A Few Chord Pratices..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(The Instructor Called Me The Musical Genius Amongst The Group, Why? I Don't Know.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Lesson, Vanessa Wanted To Go Get The Guitar, But Had Unfortunately Forgotten To Bring Her "Yamaha" Membership Card, Lol. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went Home And Decided To Chat On MSN Somemore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hui Min Introduced Me To This B-Boy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(B-Boy Sworn.. Cool Name.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He And I Had A Very Long Chat About B-Boy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He May Teach Me How To Do A Windmill Soon. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Practised A Few Of My Tricks That I Have Neglected..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End Of The Practice Session, I Had Used Up Most Of My Energy And Was Sweating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Proceeded To Eat The Rest Of My Iced Cream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I LOVE ICED CREAM!!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Went To Play O2jam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And That Is How I Forgot To Update About October 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lame Excuse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6003518806987090680?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6003518806987090680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=6003518806987090680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6003518806987090680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/6003518806987090680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/october-3-forgotten-update.html' title='October 3 - The Forgotten Update'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-6065031260896813911</id><published>2007-10-02T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:25:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling All B-Boys And B-Girls!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Had My &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt; Hip-Hop Lesson Today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Sad.. I Wanted More..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got Sent To The RTC During TC..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Trying To Be Funny&lt;/span&gt;".. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To The Canteen After School To play Duel Masters With Some Kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Know, The Way That Guy Behaves And Speaks, Really Makes Me Wanna' Just Punch Him And Whack Him Upside Down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I Resisted The Urge Though..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went With Calvin To The Bubble Tea Store Opposite Of YCKSS After That..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Got Myself A "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Blue Coral Ice Blended&lt;/span&gt;"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(The Blue Coral Ice Blended There Really Tastes Good, Unlike Other Bubble Tea Stores..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Reaching Home, I Went To Play O2Jam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I Had Some Chats On MSN.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kady Was Saying That Hui Min REALLY Had To Get A B-Girl Name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I AGREE!! I TOTALLY AGREE!!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Watched An Anime, "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ouran High School Host Club&lt;/span&gt;" All Over Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Is An Anime About These Rich Guys Who Have Time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pleasing Rich Gals Who Also Have Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Making A Profit Off Them. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Gal, Haruhi, An Ultra-Smart Kid Who Is Non-Gender Conscious Breaks A Vase With An Estimated Value Of ¥8,000,000..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(8 MILLION!?) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing As Haruhi Is Poor, She Is Employed As A "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Host&lt;/span&gt;" And Has To Work Off The Debt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Romantic Comedy Has To Be Watched. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gals Be Warned: This Comedy Criticizes Gals Throughout The ENTIRE Anime. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rating: &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4/5 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOTICE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To All YCKSS Students Who Are B-Boys Or B-Girls.&lt;br /&gt;Kady And I Are Trying To Plan A Date, After The Examinations, For All B-Boys And B-Girls To Practise, Show-Off And Give Tips For Their Moves! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Or If You Just Want To Learn, Come As Well! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What To Do If You're Interested:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Add Me In MSN:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:shamankingfan111@hotmail.com"&gt;shamankingfan111@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tell Me Your Name, Class And Experience Level.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then, After The Examinations, Tell Me The Days In Which You Are Free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So Kady And I Can Work Out A Date That Is Suitable For Everyone And Anyone Coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh, It Doesn't Matter If You're A Stranger Or Enemy, You Can Come Too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This Is Supposed To Be A F-U-N Thing. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Current List Of People Going:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1 )Kady (B-Girl Cartoon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;2 )Justin (B-Boy Blo0d) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;People I'm Trying To Invite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1 )Hui Min (N/A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2 )Shaun (I Think He Has One..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;3 )Bruce (He Has One, I've Forgotten It.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4 )Kee Kai (B-Boy Rabbi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;5 )Royce (N/A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;6 )Talia (N/A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-6065031260896813911?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/6065031260896813911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-4671070614957762354.post-3056491331387733846</id><published>2007-10-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:54:32.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200 Push-Ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Woke At 7.30am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Okay, I'm Just Gonna' Fast Forward To The Part Where It Is After School..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*Fast Forward* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;After School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went For A Short Cell Group Meeting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bought A Blue Coral Ice Blended..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Meeting Was About Us YCKSS Students Of The Cell Group Trying To "Influence" Our Friends To Become &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt;, Lol. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joseph's Luck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joseph Almost Got Into One Heck Of A Trouble Outside Of School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He Offended Some Hawkers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He And Two hawkers Were Making Tonnes Of Noise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, Out Of The Blue, Came &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Mr. Riordan Lau&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(He Had Been Eating Just Beside Me And I Didn't Even Notice It. o.0) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Mr. Riordan Lau&lt;/span&gt; Made Joseph Talk To Mr. Tan, One Of The Hawkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And.. He Only Got A Lecture By That &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Greasy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Low IQ&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Bad Grammared&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Old Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing Huge Came Out Of It.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Damn, I Was Hoping For Some Major Public Caning.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;After The Meet, At The Bubble Tea Shop&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Matthew&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Matthew's Girlfriend (Chancery)&lt;/span&gt;, Some Unknown &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guy&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gal&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; Played Around At The Bubble Tea Shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Bought &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Bubble Teas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Packets Of Cheese Fries&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Instant Noodles&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us Guys There, Played Arm Wrestling Matches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Loser Would Have To Do A Set Amount Of Push-Ups..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nai Ming Struggled To Do His Push-Ups, Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Fat Guy Doing Push-Ups.) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After A Lot Of Them Left, Shaun And I Played "Rock-Scissors-Paper"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lame, But With A Twist, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Loser Does 20 Push-Ups&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Ended Up Doing &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;120 Push-Ups&lt;/span&gt; For That Game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Shaun Only Did 60.. =/) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In The End, I Did Close To 200 Push-Ups..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not Much, But Coupled With Arm Wrestling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pure Exhaustion. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, The First Thing I Did When I Came Home Was.. Bathed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Sweaty, What Did You Expect Me To Do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jump Off A Cliff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not A Bad Idea Though..) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went To Chat On MSN For A Bit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played GunZ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Actually Contemplated The Idea Of Sleeping..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I Resisted The Urge. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Most Weird Is The Fact That I Actually Watched Television.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For The First Time In Months, Or Possibly Almost A Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4671070614957762354-3056491331387733846?l=b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/feeds/3056491331387733846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4671070614957762354&amp;postID=3056491331387733846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3056491331387733846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4671070614957762354/posts/default/3056491331387733846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-boyblo0d.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-woke-at-7.html' title='200 Push-Ups'/><author><name>B-Boy Blo0d</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01290514843248449805</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-4671070614957762354.post-1566841489250540655</id><published>2007-09-30T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:32:54.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting The Potential B-Gal.. HUI MIN!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, Woke Up At About 7am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Usual, Going To Church..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left For Expo At About 7.45am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached At 8.43am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darn.. I Had To Meet A Friend At 9.30am, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I Was Early&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Went To Get Lotsa' Food From A Nearby &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"7-eleven" Convenience Store&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was About To Head Back Home When He Finally Arrived, At 9.48am..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Went For The Church Service..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After The Church Service, I Went Straight Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(What Was I To Do?)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Was Playing With My &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Rubik's Cube&lt;/span&gt; Like Hell On The Way Home..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Came Home, Played GunZ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Practised My Handstands Which, Lately, Have Become &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Very Rusty&lt;/span&gt;.. =/&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had Chats On MSN..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate Lotsa' &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Apples&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Biscuits&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bread&lt;/span&gt; And Had Some &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Curry&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(When I Say " Lotsa' ", I Mean " LOTSA' ")&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hui Min Seems Pretty Determined To Learn Breakdance..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She Has Even More Motivation Than I had When I First Started..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What She lacks In Strength, She Makes Up For With Dogged Persistance..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, She Forgets To &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;REST&lt
