<?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-93614002404487679</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:48:31.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UG overseas trip is fun!!! CRP Resort rawkzz...</title><subtitle type='html'>i knew i had done the right thing but it gave me no pleasure...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-4995505006915230368</id><published>2011-07-10T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:32:27.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>......&lt;br /&gt;haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;day by day, i'm slowly, losing hope..&lt;br /&gt;i can foresee my future..&lt;br /&gt;down the drain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;i just.. arghhh...&lt;br /&gt;**** me..&lt;br /&gt;i think i ****ing suck!&lt;br /&gt;this sucks like hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know people look down on me.&lt;br /&gt;they see me, and they think that i cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;well, guess what?&lt;br /&gt;you people are right.&lt;br /&gt;yes, YOU PEOPLE are right.&lt;br /&gt;what was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;that i could prove you all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i keep failing time and again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick and tired of failing.&lt;br /&gt;just sick and ****ing tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the only person who encourages me and&lt;br /&gt;truly believes me is my father.&lt;br /&gt;my mother. i didn't expect her to believe in me&lt;br /&gt;because i know her. she has high expectations.&lt;br /&gt;if you do well, she shuts up.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't, she will shoot you down like a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;she blames you for everything when things go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, whatever. sometimes i feel like shouting at her.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like killing myself, you know.&lt;br /&gt;just to shut her up.&lt;br /&gt;like "there, you happy? you don't need to shout or waste&lt;br /&gt;your breath on me anymore..**** that,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..**** me! this sucks. i have lost much time.&lt;br /&gt;lots of time! i doubt that i will manage to finish this race.&lt;br /&gt;i can't unless i have new source of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;come on, please! please! please! please! ****king please!&lt;br /&gt;****!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-4995505006915230368?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/4995505006915230368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=4995505006915230368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/4995505006915230368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/4995505006915230368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8382688297524697841</id><published>2011-05-31T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T17:47:41.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why so sad?</title><content type='html'>Argh. I feel so sad. So i just wanna let it all go here. Coz i know my family doesn't know about this blog. So it's good for me. So firstly, my GP paper. OMG! i didn't know what to say. Part of me want to say," good job,u've done ur best". Another part of me want to say,"oh girl,u just screwed urself up.u're screwed."Argh. I felt so demoralised. So tired. I could feel my brain all dried up after that exam. So i told myself,"come on, suck it up! 5 more months!!!" And so i did.Then,the alpha male was upset with the...young male.. Becoz he always leave early and come back home very late. As in 1 to 3 am. The alpha male scolded the alpha female for this. And i don't see the link between her and the young male. Tensions are high at home. No laughter. Just silence. As if we are invincible to one another.When i think about it, i blame the young male's gf. My bro always return home at an appropriate time. But after getting tgt with her, i feel that he is under some spell. Always going out with her. I have heard of her situation before. And i don't sympathise her. I feel she deserved. I don't know why. I just feel so. She might appear nice but it's really too early to tell if she is really nice. Although they hope that they will be tgt for a long time,i hope otherwise. I don't know why either. I just don't feel comfortable with her.And now, i have this stupid problem. My remedial class clash with my family vacation! Which sucks big time. Class is impt so as to prepare us for the upcoming exam after holidays. But then, it was quite hard to find 2 days for the family to be tgt and travel somewhere. ARGGHHH!!!!! HELP ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8382688297524697841?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8382688297524697841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8382688297524697841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8382688297524697841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8382688297524697841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-so-sad.html' title='why so sad?'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5719247800073287350</id><published>2011-05-12T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:43:26.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hallucinations</title><content type='html'>Heyhey. I just have to share this with u! I had less than 3 hours of sleep today. And i think i was hallucinating today! During sch! Or maybe i was just too damn tired. Thanks to gp. Anyway, we were walking to canteen when i spotted a girl carrying a watermelon. But seriously, i really thought that it was a watermelon. But when i asked my friends, they say they did not see it. Awww. My mind is playing tricks on me :( damnnnn.. I need to rest. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5719247800073287350?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5719247800073287350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5719247800073287350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5719247800073287350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5719247800073287350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/05/hallucinations.html' title='hallucinations'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3258041705816736242</id><published>2011-05-11T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T01:02:53.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my rants</title><content type='html'>Hey hey! Dear diary, today i slept for about 4 hours. Feels damn nice. Arghh.. Then reality hit me. I have some or a lot of homework to do! Shiitt!! Huhu~ tmr will be another tiring day. And each day i keep having to live with it. Looking forward to the end of the day where i can rest and sleep well. And i realise that i am  kind of a private person. I only share with people i trust. And that is only some sharing moments. Else, i just have to bottle things up or dump it here or just live with it. Yeah. Life has its ups and downs. I wish i can be like peter pan. Forever young. Never have to worry about problems. Never have to worry about people backstabbing u or the way ppl look at u. U just have fun and don't care about what people say. U just have to be urself and not change because of people or circumstances. I don't really know how to express myself throught words, or even actions. I don't even know if what i've been blogging are my expressions. Hopefully it is. Did i ever tell u that i was always bullied at school? Well, not to the extent of beating up or extorting money. It's just "friendly" bully i guess. Everytime, my newfound "friends" and long time friend would either make fun of me, or vandalise my notes just because they do not want to dirty their own. Like wth! I have feelings too. And i don't like my notes being vandalised! And yet, when it is my turn, my "friends" would feel hurt and they show their emotions to me. And then start being bitchy. Guess what? I don't like that! I have feelings too! I just don't show my anger or emotions to u becoz i consider u as my friends. Or that's what i thought u all are. For eg, i just made fun of ur name. And u were upset with me. Wtf! U made fun of my name and i just laugh it off! I didn't take it seriously. And u? U had to show that u r upset. Like the whole world owes u an apology. And i had to make that apology.  Tell u the truth. I wasn't sincere in my apology. I was feeling pissed instead. And i didn't show that in front of u, did i?!!Now i believe that this saying by my long time friend. It's every man for himself. And i say game on. I'm gonna catch up with u. And knock over ur game.Another eg. My so-called close friend confronted me for reading a passage too loud. Wtf! If u think it's too loud then take a few seats from me and stay there! I don't even wanna sit beside u! Damn it. Fucking shit. And u were unhappy about it. Don't u realise it was noisy in class when we were reading that passage? The noise isn't only from me. Noob shit. And u were all like,".. oh, then i think we need to resolve this.." fuck. U are the problem. Not me. Fucking pissed me off.I really felt like crying at that time. Really was misunderstood. And it's my close friend! I don't know if she deserves to be called my close friend. :(Ahh.. Dumping my emotions here feels good. I feel much better now. Phew. This  blog is like my emotional space. Haha. Thanks to this blog, i can pour out my feelings,thoughts and my viewpoints. Ooh! These can be considered expressions right? Ok, good! I can express myself here! YAY!~ alright, gtg. I will come to u if i have any problems,ok bloggie/diary? :) hehe. Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3258041705816736242?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3258041705816736242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3258041705816736242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3258041705816736242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3258041705816736242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-rants.html' title='my rants'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-1109927588612841706</id><published>2011-05-08T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T01:42:08.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update...</title><content type='html'>Hey all. Or at least someone who takes an effort to read this. I don't care. Just a quick update on my life. My results for my recent exam sucks. Got U for university! Ahaha...haizz. Lame. What am i trying to prove here? To break some record of getting straight Us? Come on lah. I feel neglected. At home,at sch,everywhere. At home, i'm always alone. My parents don't even know what i'm doing at home. I may be playing games all day long. And when my mum is coming home, then i will quickly do my work. I've changed. A lot. From bad to worse. From a hardworking girl to a slacker. And i'm sitting for my very major exam this year in a few months. Like wts. Am i prepared? Fuck. This sucks. There i said the words. I have no one to blame except me. Me. I have lost everything. I'm like an ant trying to find my way out of a jungle,keep going in circles. And blehh.. I wish i can cry but it doesn't resolve anything. -_- I need to find the right track before i get lost even deeper in the jungle. Help me. Please. I need ur help. I need ur guidance. I need ur strength. I need ur love. I need ur care and concern. I need u to believe in me. I need u to be by my side. I need u to motivate me. I need u to encourage me. I need u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1109927588612841706?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1109927588612841706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1109927588612841706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1109927588612841706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1109927588612841706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-update.html' title='quick update...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7977938413231681976</id><published>2011-02-08T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T02:18:50.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got this feeling...</title><content type='html'>Hey.. So sorry did not update for so long. Anyways, just curious to ask this. Have u ever felt that you are always looked down upon everywhere u go? I mean, they didn't directly tell u that but, have u ever felt that u know they look down on u?Haiz.. That's kind of what i m feeling right now... Which sucks big time. Let me see, when i try to remember about my sec sch, the people who come to mind,who look down on me, are the teachers. Most of them. My phy, eng, history(she is a full-time bitch. I had to say it.) teacher. Even people around me. Friends, family, friends..And i always try to find some motivations for me to continue living. Argh.. I'm almost reaching the depressed mode. Sometimes, i feel like crying and screaming my lungs out. But there are ni tears. No sound would come out of my mouth. The only time that i cried the first time this year was when i got home from sch. It was after my chem test. Which i know i screwed up. So i felt horrible and could not focus on my lesson. Even my bitch teacher noticed. Cos when the class was laughing. I was not. Perhaps my mind was somewhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7977938413231681976?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7977938413231681976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7977938413231681976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7977938413231681976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7977938413231681976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-got-this-feeling.html' title='I&amp;#39;ve got this feeling...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6570793089942508935</id><published>2011-01-03T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T13:38:27.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh.. it's a dream? phew!</title><content type='html'>Ok, i just woke up from a bad dream. Or is it nightmare? Nevermind. Anyway, i'll tell you what that dream is and i think that it is freaking weird cos i don't know where this dream came from and when i woke up, my head hurts.So here goes.. I don't know how but i was at this house, doesn't look like mine. We were having party with a few people. But when they want to leave, i don't allow them. Somehow i had a gun. A .45 i think. So i threaten them to shut up or i'll kill them. Then the police came but i locked the door. They were unable to negotiate with me. So they just wait. Not sure for what. It felt like a few days later. And i had already shot a few people dead as they would not listen to me. And the police.. I am not sure if they were still waiting or what. Some of the people in the house were hungry and i handed them some food. They went to one of the rooms, while i watch them. Then somehow, i was already outside buying stuff. I guess i was too long being outside. When i look up at the house, there was like red and blue light. So i quickly went back. With the gun hidden in my back. It felt ticklish cos it touches your ass. Haha. Ok, when i reach there, i pretended to be one of the families of the victims. I saw police officers taking down statement and the people/ hostages were hugging their loved ones. And there i was. I stood in the middle of the living room and pulled my gun and pointed it at my head. Then i shouted. Everyone looked at me. Then the police took out their gun and tried to negotiate with me. I am not sure what happens next. But then i was lying down on a bed staring at a receipt. Then my mum came from her work and handed me another receipt.Then i woke up. My head was like spinning, it hurts. I looked around and i was like, wow, what a dream. Freaky dream.So yeah, that's my dream. And now i am hungry. Time for me to eat lunch! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6570793089942508935?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/6570793089942508935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=6570793089942508935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6570793089942508935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6570793089942508935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/01/ohh-it-dream-phew.html' title='Ohh.. it&amp;#39;s a dream? phew!'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5136705432687693090</id><published>2011-01-01T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:54:46.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh shit.. i haven't finish..</title><content type='html'>Ola!!! I am back from the overseas trip with my family. It was quite awesome! We left home quite early. Then had our breakfast at the first stop after passing the immigration checkpoints. My brother witnessed a robbery while having breakfast. You see, after the incident where my father's company car got robbed, we took extra precautions and my father parked our car in full view while we were eating breakfast. Then the robbers tried to rob the car next to ours. But they failed cos one of them could not open the door. After breakfast, we went shopping. I had fun as i bought a lot of stuff like  sunglass, sweaters, clothes, etc. I even exceeded my budget. But luckily, my mum is kind enough to give me a treat and well, i just buy what i like and she pays them! Hehe! I'll pay her someday. After that, it was a long drive to our hotel, about 2 to 3 hours. I didn't sleep as i wanted to accompany my father. My mum and brother slept. I saw goats, cows, and i am glad to say that i love living in my country. When we finally reached the hotel, it was already evening. I was quite tired. We rested in the hotel room for about an hour. Then we went shopping. And again, i bought the most! Haha. Felt quite guilty coz i was the only one doing shopping. Then we went for dinner. I can't believe we ate a full stingray. Normally, my brother and i would only eat half a stingray. But then the stingray was so nice that i only ate almost half. My brother finished the rest. Then we went back to the hotel. And i was really really tired. I just lied down on the bed and close my eyes. So the next day was quite fast, cos i was asleep for most of the time. We just went to this area and my parents bought some furniture stuff. Then we had lunch before heading back home.When i reach home, i was quite sleepy. Decided to take a nap. When i woke up, it was already 3am! I didn't get to say goodbye to 2010 and it's already 2011! Nooooo! Haiz. But still, i have not finish my homework yet. Damn. Ok, i've got to go. Here's a quote that is one of my favourites" When you look long into an abyss, the abyss looks into you."Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5136705432687693090?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5136705432687693090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5136705432687693090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5136705432687693090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5136705432687693090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-shit-i-haven-finish.html' title='Oh shit.. i haven&amp;#39;t finish..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7788039480652450537</id><published>2010-12-29T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:20:10.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh..it's night time!</title><content type='html'>Hey!!! I am now currently outside, just finish eating dinner with my friends. And now we are just walking around aimlessly. Haiz.. I feel sleepy too. Yawn~And now, i am sitting down at Mac. Eating ice cream! Yum~! and now i am very sleepy!Here's a quote:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7788039480652450537?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7788039480652450537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7788039480652450537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7788039480652450537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7788039480652450537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/12/oohit-night-time.html' title='Ooh..it&amp;#39;s night time!'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7586186720426055657</id><published>2010-12-29T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T21:33:55.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the afternoon.. huh? it's night already?!</title><content type='html'>Hello!!! Wow, ok. This is the first time that i am posting more that once! Awesome! Haha. Ok, so now i am currently doing my homework, with which i was stopped by my father to check some stuff of his. I was using the internet. Now, taking a break. That is playing psp!!! Hehe! Oh, i woke up kind of late today too. Yeah. I'll post again later if i have the time. Or anything that i want to share. Oh, here's a quote"Try again, fail again. Fail better."Samuel Beckett"Try not. Do or do not."Yoda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7586186720426055657?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7586186720426055657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7586186720426055657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7586186720426055657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7586186720426055657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-afternoon-huh-it-night-already.html' title='In the afternoon.. huh? it&amp;#39;s night already?!'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-2833868847162114929</id><published>2010-12-29T06:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T06:34:07.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of the year is near.. OMG!!!</title><content type='html'>Heys! You must be wondering how i am posting now.. Well, with advanced tech, i can now blog whenever and wherever i want! Isn't that cool? I can get to post what's on my mind now.. I know there's twitter and facebook. But there are just too many.. I would rather stick to blogging. It's still the same isn't it? You can still post your stuff. Except that i hope no one knows about my blog. Hopefully it stays that way :) i prefer it that way.. Oh, today/tonight is gonna be a rush. I have dinner with friends and i really need to finish,like 80% of my homework.. But now.. It looks like i just finish 40% only :( haiz.. Oh, tmr, me and my family will go on an 'adventure' which starts early in the morning like 6am. Which btw, i don't really like cos i hate waking up early!!Anyway, i can't believe that new year is coming.. I mean it feels like yesterday that i entered my new school. And tmr will be a brand new year, full of challenges that will decide my future..Ah, must chiong ah! Jia you! I knoe i can do it! Prove to others that i can do it. Prove to them that when they don't think i can make it,i did!! Yeah!Oh, here's a quote"All is a riddle, and the key to a riddle...is another riddle"Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2833868847162114929?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/2833868847162114929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=2833868847162114929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2833868847162114929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2833868847162114929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-year-is-near-omg.html' title='The end of the year is near.. OMG!!!'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-126059054429871326</id><published>2010-12-28T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T16:05:21.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure...</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;ok,so i've got some time here now.i just finished watching my favourite show.i love them..&lt;br /&gt;also, they somehow teach me a thing or two about life and sometimes i do feel motivated..&lt;br /&gt;ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was younger, i was constantly surrounded by my loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;i mean i always have my loved ones by my side..&lt;br /&gt;but ever since, you know, things change and you are left all alone..&lt;br /&gt;home alone..&lt;br /&gt;i felt even better..well, eventually, i do feel lonely and i would always look&lt;br /&gt;at the door to see if it opens and i will see my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;but then, as time passes, i wish that i would just be alone and never to look at that door.&lt;br /&gt;however, a few months ago, a few deaths related to me made me realise that i have to treasure my loved ones. and that there's this incident where my mom tried to end her life..&lt;br /&gt;i really want to treasure them as much as i can. every moment of it.i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough of these stuff..&lt;br /&gt;as for my homework progress,&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i need a little bit more time..&lt;br /&gt;im doing ok now..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully things go smoothly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, got to go..&lt;br /&gt;oh, here's a quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men alone are quite capable of every wickedness." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joseph Conrad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one in a while, i'll end with quotes... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-126059054429871326?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/126059054429871326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=126059054429871326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/126059054429871326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/126059054429871326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/12/treasure.html' title='Treasure...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8183387699180248376</id><published>2010-12-08T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T15:40:41.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burden finally removed..wait,what?there's more??!</title><content type='html'>SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought that the camp was over..&lt;br /&gt;which is not..&lt;br /&gt;they still want to conduct some post mortem of it..&lt;br /&gt;wth..damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't they just get over it?&lt;br /&gt;and just move on..&lt;br /&gt;arghh...&lt;br /&gt;i still cannot finish my homework,&lt;br /&gt;and it is now december!!!&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;not even halfway!!&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;need some motivation and inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;geez..&lt;br /&gt;am i ready for next year?&lt;br /&gt;hmph...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8183387699180248376?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8183387699180248376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8183387699180248376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8183387699180248376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8183387699180248376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/12/burden-finally-removedwaitwhattheres.html' title='Burden finally removed..wait,what?there&apos;s more??!'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7010152018655748731</id><published>2010-10-17T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T17:37:00.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the verge of a breakdown</title><content type='html'>ARGHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;after yesterday's training,meeting,briefing or whatever you call it,&lt;br /&gt;i felt my head was going  to freaking explode.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,after seeing two of my batchmates demoralised&lt;br /&gt;by their presentation. i too felt demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;i too felt quite down and upset by the way things are going.&lt;br /&gt;by evening, i was almost giving the tired face,which i'm not suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't care as i was feeling tired sitting there for 6 hours with only 2 or 3 breaks in betweeen.and now, i'm only looking forward to the end of the camp.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling very stressed although they told us not to be stressed and just have fun.&lt;br /&gt;and now that i think of it..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why the hell did i sign up for this.&lt;br /&gt;i cant back out now.i'm not one who back out all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;but im not sure if i can take this much.&lt;br /&gt;i have no appetite at all. and my mind always seems to be elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;thinking about the preparations and the no. of saturdays i have to sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't think i should have sign up for this at all.&lt;br /&gt;okay.nevermind.this will be the last(hopefully..i pray very hard that it is) camp that i will ever go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..moreover, i still have my very major impt exam and my project work exam..&lt;br /&gt;so in this month, i'll be preparing for all 3(major exam,project work exam,camp)..&lt;br /&gt;then in november,all the actions will begin non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;it will keep coming at you until you have no more energy left in you.&lt;br /&gt;sigh..i feel like crying as i feel very uneasy right now and my mind's all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7010152018655748731?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7010152018655748731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7010152018655748731' title='0 Comments'/><link 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results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm a little disappointed that i did not really get the grades that i wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;however,i'm relieved that i can be promoted to the second year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there will be revision papers or something like that in Nov.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;although it seems that you will be the only one to go back school and do papers while your friends are enjoying and staying at home, i would rather go back to school and do the papers as i don't think i would be so disciplined to be at home and study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will either be "hibernating" all day long, or watch tv, or go out with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;which reminds me..i really miss my friends a lot..my sisters..arghh..i miss going out with them and talking about our lives and problems..and then chilling out and enjoy every moment we had together during the outing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully everyone will be free and then we cn haVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2444884458314191369?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/2444884458314191369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=2444884458314191369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2444884458314191369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2444884458314191369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/10/miserable-lonely.html' title='Miserable &amp; lonely'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5112153526529316856</id><published>2010-09-30T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T16:56:36.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P-O-S-I-T-I-V-E draining out....</title><content type='html'>Hey there!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've found some time to blog for a while...&lt;br /&gt;ok,so presently i'm in the middle of exam period&lt;br /&gt;but there are no papers for me till monday..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the papers so far has been really interesting..&lt;br /&gt;it has its ups and downs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i see my future activities in this coming october..&lt;br /&gt;i'm really surprised..&lt;br /&gt;i have no time for myself..&lt;br /&gt;it's either school or i have external activities..&lt;br /&gt;where i have to do a lot of stuff in order to get promoted..&lt;br /&gt;and i don't even have a clue if i have met the criteria for the promotions yet..&lt;br /&gt;cos i've been sacrificing my Saturdays for those events/activities&lt;br /&gt;when i could have lie in my bed,resting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,what shocks me the most is that my school term doesn't end&lt;br /&gt;till 26 Dec and before you know it..&lt;br /&gt;you will start school on 10 or 11 Jan next year..&lt;br /&gt;pretty short break, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i'm going to work really hard for my last paper..&lt;br /&gt;which i don't really like but surprisingly did well for it for previous tests...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...sometimes i don't feel motivated to study or do well..&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling myself positive things&lt;br /&gt;but it seems to me that those positivity is wearing out quickly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im running out of ideas on how to keep myself positive...&lt;br /&gt;anyone has any ideas?please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: greyhound, thanks for your comments, really appreciate it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5112153526529316856?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5112153526529316856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5112153526529316856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5112153526529316856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel that i have always been looked down upon&lt;br /&gt;and i know that i did not do well in my previous major exam...&lt;br /&gt;i admit,that was my fault..&lt;br /&gt;but im not going to let it happen again..&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to work very hard and&lt;br /&gt;prove to everyone who looked down on me,&lt;br /&gt;that i can rise up to their level as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is very sad to see that someone close to you&lt;br /&gt;or people who you are very close to look down on you..&lt;br /&gt;they may not say it directly to you&lt;br /&gt;you just have to read between the lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel angry at them...&lt;br /&gt;but i don't really blame them..&lt;br /&gt;it's not their fault actually,&lt;br /&gt;i just have to change the way i carry myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i have been working hard&lt;br /&gt;these few months to rise up to the challenge&lt;br /&gt;and let people know that i should not be underestimated&lt;br /&gt;and that i have my own ability&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i did it..&lt;br /&gt;but i still need to improve...&lt;br /&gt;there's still a long way to go...&lt;br /&gt;so i've got to buck up! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-349624429306281362?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/349624429306281362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=349624429306281362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/349624429306281362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/349624429306281362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/09/heelllloooo-its-been-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5422587603712489872</id><published>2010-01-27T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:29:03.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies!!!/Posting results</title><content type='html'>hello.recently i have been crying a lot.it's not because of my problems.but,i have been watching movies on Youtube,Star Movie and HBO.unfortunately,most of the movies that i watched have sad endings.what the hell.i really enjoyed it.but there are a lot of tissues by my side after every movie.haha.some of the movies i watched: &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The Boy in Striped Pajamas, 10 promises to my dog, Glitter and a bit of Hamlet&lt;/span&gt;.i wanted to watch Hamlet but had to go out.i like the one played by kenneth branagh.the colour of his moustache and his hair colour is so different.it amuses me.plus,i tink he is quite handsome.haha.&lt;br /&gt;so i give a bit of summary to each movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~The Boy in Striped Pajamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family moved into a new house because it is nearer to the father's workplace.the boy,bruno, is an explorer.he saw a building structure and thought that it is a farm.but his sister,who is blinded by Nazi history and pasted posters of Hitler in her room,told him that it was a camp.so bruno explored the woods behind the house without anyone knowing and he saw a boy in the camp.sitting alone,facing the barbed wire of the camp.he was a jewish and same age as bruno.blah.blah.blah.cut story short.bruno sneaked into the camp,in which he thought is a luxurious camp.but its is concentration camp.dressed in a pajamas to blend in.he wanted to help his friend find his father.so they were searching in this dorm full of men.when the men were told to line up and move.they moved into a chamber and were told to remove their clothes.in the meantime,bruno's family were frantically searching for him.bruno asked why they were taking a shower.his friend too doesn't know.but yoou know,right?it's not bathing time.it's a gas chamber!&lt;br /&gt;so,yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~10 promises to a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn!this movie is worth watching so many times.i cried at every part of it.a really must watch!!!if you have a dog,and if your dog can talk(esp. a golden retriever),it will say:&lt;br /&gt;1.listen carefully to what i have to say&lt;br /&gt;2.trust me,i am always by your side&lt;br /&gt;3.play with me a lot&lt;br /&gt;4.don't forget that i have feelings too&lt;br /&gt;5.let's never fight&lt;br /&gt;6.if i don't obey you, i have a good reason&lt;br /&gt;7.you have school and frineds but i only have you&lt;br /&gt;8.stay my best freind,we must get along&lt;br /&gt;9.i'll only live about 10 years.make every moment count,every moment together&lt;br /&gt;10.never forget our time together.when my time comes,please be by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~glitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched today.quite good.sad ending because the boyfriend was killed.she loved her boyfriend.awww.he is quite handsome too.quite muscular.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!anyway,i already got the results of my school posting.i received the sms at like 6.19am!!!so early!before that,i was really sleepy and wanted to go to sleep.then i checked my handphone and wow!!!i jump up and down non-stop!not sure why i was so excited.but i don't feel like sleeping anymore.so i played my psp and listened to music.so tmr start school already.a bit excited.haha. ok,got to go and watch more movies.ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5422587603712489872?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5422587603712489872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5422587603712489872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5422587603712489872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5422587603712489872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/01/moviesposting-results.html' title='Movies!!!/Posting results'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3978162974279141586</id><published>2010-01-20T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:08:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;dear diary,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel that whatever outing that i went for is so boring and wasting my time.but being at home is boring too. well,maybe i should treasure every minute of being at home until i start school..yeah,ok. anyway,i have decided to pick up a new hobby. learn to play guitar. gonna take my own time to learn it. anyway, it really helps me to chill whenver i play simple songs with my guitar.well,not my guitar.it's my father's.he is really good at guitar and singing. he also play guitar when he is free. well,i also don't know why everyone keep breaking my stuff. my personal stuff..argh!so i can only post until here. here's a quote:&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; Greed is the core of human nature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3978162974279141586?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3978162974279141586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3978162974279141586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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had!because there was &lt;strong&gt;ADVENTURE&lt;/strong&gt;!!!woohoo!ok,back to 2010..had class chalet for 3 days from 5-7 Jan..but i decided to stay for the first 2 days..one word for this chalet:&lt;strong&gt; SUCKED&lt;/strong&gt;!!! felt like an outcast..no bonding..the bbq sucked..they didn't leave some for me and i had to pay for it!damn!bloody chong jun jian broke my headband!go to hell,jun jian!you think it's fun to break someone's belonging?i bought that at langkawi,but thanks to you it's history!i don't see a bit of guilt in you when you told me that you broke it!i was freaking mad!trying to hold back my tears!that headband has a sentimental value to me,damn you!swear that i will never talk to you ever again!and koh hongwei!you think it's funny too?you even teased me with my broken headband?!damn you!AaaarrrgggHHH!!! ok, chill..then, there was OA camp..2D1N over the weekends..very slack!learnt a lot!the trainers were very patient and fun!i love eating the mud chicken!haha..next day, my results came..i am not too sure of whether to be happy or sad..but i am quite happy in the end..&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my father reminded me of something that i will always remember in my heart..so my new year resolution is to work very hard and do my best in whatever i do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1284640206491617942?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1284640206491617942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1284640206491617942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1284640206491617942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1284640206491617942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2010/01/heyheyokso-i-know-that-this-is-very.html' title='new post of 2010!'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-2367848190470251949</id><published>2009-12-15T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:04:46.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHT THE PAIN</title><content type='html'>hey guys!!! so last week had a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;camp&lt;/span&gt;..before that i was sick,but managed to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;recover&lt;/span&gt;..then after the camp,i was sick,&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AGAIN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;damn...aniwae,ever since the camp..i am very quick at getting tired.dun know why.this coming friday,going to m'sia for a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;family vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!!!WEEEEE!i'm not really sure if i should be excited.i like adventure but this vacation.it's just some shopping and going to places.do you call that adventure?anyway,suddenly too, there are a lot of activities going on.and tmr going back school to help out.friday too,there's going to be a lot of screams as me and my friends unleash our childish side and lose the oh-so boring teenager look!!!hahahaha.then maybe on xmas, go out and do stuffs and go chalet.then after that, maybe go work with friends.is there a work where you work while playing?that would be awespme!!!then u find that it is the end of year.and you may never get to seee your friends again.get to schools of your choice.blah.blah.blah.oh well, on the brighter side,i get to live life to the fullest,i guess..&lt;br /&gt;i had been dreaming and this motto kept coming up ever since the camp. not sure if someone said it or i saw it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIGHT THE PAIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sounds familiar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2367848190470251949?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/2367848190470251949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=2367848190470251949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2367848190470251949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2367848190470251949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2009/12/fight-pain.html' title='FIGHT THE PAIN'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3424057033324228827</id><published>2009-11-10T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:34:10.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo!!hmm..&lt;br /&gt;i have not been posting&lt;br /&gt;for a few long months..&lt;br /&gt;but finally i can..&lt;br /&gt;my major exams are ending!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;new post,new beginning...&lt;br /&gt;the past is NOT equal to the future...&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt to move on with life&lt;br /&gt;and stop whining...&lt;br /&gt;i mean eveyone has their ups n downs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk a bit abt my exam..&lt;br /&gt;1st wk was eng, emath n amath..&lt;br /&gt;uh...ok lah... can manage...&lt;br /&gt;2nd wk..oh my!!&lt;br /&gt;felt like my brain&lt;br /&gt;was gonna explode!&lt;br /&gt;a lot of memorizing..&lt;br /&gt;that is so not me...&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;3rd wk,this wk..&lt;br /&gt;only mcq..&lt;br /&gt;shud b chicken feet,rite?&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;2nd wk was not my week..&lt;br /&gt;i went into d exam hall..&lt;br /&gt;not realising that i&lt;br /&gt;4got to put my hp into my bag...&lt;br /&gt;big mistake...&lt;br /&gt;when d 'chief invigilator'(C.I) was&lt;br /&gt;talking abt d rules..blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;i touched my pocket&lt;br /&gt;n shit!&lt;br /&gt;my hp is in my pocket..&lt;br /&gt;so i honestly raised my hand..&lt;br /&gt;thinking i can get back my fone later...&lt;br /&gt;aft d exams...&lt;br /&gt;d CI told that us he collected 4 hps...&lt;br /&gt;n he will confiscate them..&lt;br /&gt;aft being dismissed..&lt;br /&gt;i reluctantly went to him to get my hp..&lt;br /&gt;but cnt..only managed to get my sim card..&lt;br /&gt;WTF..pardon me for using that language..&lt;br /&gt;u c, i m close to my stuff&lt;br /&gt;n it is hard for me to b separated&lt;br /&gt;frm them esp when i noe where they r...&lt;br /&gt;dat bloody CI told me that he&lt;br /&gt;wud have given me a straight 0..&lt;br /&gt;i was acting pathetic(i guess)..&lt;br /&gt;but well,didn't work..&lt;br /&gt;he said he'll return my hp by this wk(2nd wk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt dae..&lt;br /&gt;aft d paper,he called d 4 of us&lt;br /&gt;who got our hp confiscated to&lt;br /&gt;c him n give him reasons why he muz return our hp to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first,it was syamir...&lt;br /&gt;he said sumtink lyk&lt;br /&gt;"wan 2 call my parents n ask them wat 2 buy"&lt;br /&gt;CI did not accept..he gave a SUPER lame reason&lt;br /&gt;to counter syamir's reason&lt;br /&gt;then another guy said&lt;br /&gt;"listen to music"...&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb wat CI said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was my turn..&lt;br /&gt;"i nid 2 msg my mum when i reach sch"&lt;br /&gt;n he said "u can use public phone,rite?"&lt;br /&gt;n i was lyk wat?!!!&lt;br /&gt;then back to syamir..&lt;br /&gt;he said sumtink..&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb..&lt;br /&gt;n d other guy..very stupid..&lt;br /&gt;he said "my phone bat is gng to b flat"&lt;br /&gt;n CI "then wat for u bring ur hp to sch?"&lt;br /&gt;then it was my turn again..&lt;br /&gt;i cudn't tink of anytink cuz&lt;br /&gt;d 1st reason was d truth...&lt;br /&gt;so i said "i nid to tell my mum wat im doing in sch"&lt;br /&gt;wat d CI said next really pissed me off...&lt;br /&gt;he said"then u can open&lt;br /&gt;a twitter or facebook account..let&lt;br /&gt;every1 noe wat u r doing.."&lt;br /&gt;i was really angry..&lt;br /&gt;so i said in a "polite" manner&lt;br /&gt;"my mum dun use internet"&lt;br /&gt;he looked at me..&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if i was wearing&lt;br /&gt;a pathetic face or an attitude face&lt;br /&gt;coz he kept looking at me...&lt;br /&gt;he lectured dat we r d only sch out of&lt;br /&gt;*** schools dat allow hp...&lt;br /&gt;he oso said"if i were d principal i wud&lt;br /&gt;take all this(hp) n burn it..&lt;br /&gt;inside my hart.."i dare u"&lt;br /&gt;then he blah..blah..&lt;br /&gt;then he ask "understand?"&lt;br /&gt;i didnt answer..only syamir did..&lt;br /&gt;he said yes&lt;br /&gt;then d CI said "yes who?i cnt hear u"&lt;br /&gt;all 3 of us said "yes,sir.."&lt;br /&gt;i was lyk..u tink dis is a military sch?or ns?&lt;br /&gt;calling u sir..&lt;br /&gt;u dun deserve my respect S.O.B!&lt;br /&gt;Fish off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..dat's d end of story..&lt;br /&gt;i really hate him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3424057033324228827?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3424057033324228827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3424057033324228827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3424057033324228827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3424057033324228827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2009/11/helohmm.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-990568231020906787</id><published>2009-05-14T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:10:49.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoha!!!2dae no sch!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!exam finish oredi!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..exams are over..&lt;br /&gt;n i tink i've done my best in all&lt;br /&gt;subjects..&lt;br /&gt;so if the results r not&lt;br /&gt;dat gud..then im gonna mug&lt;br /&gt;all the way!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..yesterdae was fun!!&lt;br /&gt;after exam,we head to&lt;br /&gt;seawall!!&lt;br /&gt;played poker n cheat..&lt;br /&gt;im so not gud at cheating!!!&lt;br /&gt;mardi always catch me!!&lt;br /&gt;she's gud at cheating!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go mac to buy lunch&lt;br /&gt;then go seawall to eat..&lt;br /&gt;mardi gave a bird a french fries..&lt;br /&gt;then d rest of d bird company came..&lt;br /&gt;she was scared..haha..&lt;br /&gt;very funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sat at seawall..&lt;br /&gt;look at d sea..&lt;br /&gt;talk abt boats,ferry n all those&lt;br /&gt;related to transports at sea..&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile..got free suntan..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised dat there r a lot of&lt;br /&gt;sec sch dat frequent seawall..&lt;br /&gt;then aft dat took bus&lt;br /&gt;went to my bro's void deck..&lt;br /&gt;to play soccer...&lt;br /&gt;very surprise coz almost&lt;br /&gt;half of the class was there&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived!!!&lt;br /&gt;steph n group..&lt;br /&gt;pei le n group..&lt;br /&gt;fauzan,shfiq,wei jie...&lt;br /&gt;a little boy who is sensitive&lt;br /&gt;(coz he cried when he was hit by d ball!)&lt;br /&gt;wei ting,bei ling,junjie,boyi,jolene,jin sze...&lt;br /&gt;my bro's group too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took turns to play..&lt;br /&gt;then it was finally girls turn with some boys...&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy..&lt;br /&gt;long time neva play soccer..&lt;br /&gt;i scored to goals!!&lt;br /&gt;how amazing..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;then finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rest n rest..&lt;br /&gt;then play again..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't score..&lt;br /&gt;but i juz kick d ball..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;then go basetball court&lt;br /&gt;to c d girls play basketball..&lt;br /&gt;then i rode on some1's scooter..&lt;br /&gt;long time neva scoot..&lt;br /&gt;so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home..&lt;br /&gt;reached home..&lt;br /&gt;bathed..&lt;br /&gt;very tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!!i 4got to tell a small secret..&lt;br /&gt;i change fone liao...&lt;br /&gt;it was unxpectd&lt;br /&gt;coz i didn't really want to buy it..&lt;br /&gt;but my parents tot i like it..&lt;br /&gt;so they bought it for me..&lt;br /&gt;how sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i juz use d new fone lor..&lt;br /&gt;ok lah..&lt;br /&gt;i stop here..&lt;br /&gt;gtg..bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-990568231020906787?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/990568231020906787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=990568231020906787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/990568231020906787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/990568231020906787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoha2dae-no-sch-yayexam-finish-oredi.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3515895261509496396</id><published>2009-04-09T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:40:46.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation success</title><content type='html'>yoha!&lt;br /&gt;im alive!!!&lt;br /&gt;2dae went for operation..&lt;br /&gt;n im alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story begins with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bump on my wrist..&lt;br /&gt;probably coz writing&lt;br /&gt;too much during sch&lt;br /&gt;hols last yr..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to grandpa for&lt;br /&gt;a massage..&lt;br /&gt;but no effect..twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bump aches..&lt;br /&gt;lyk gonna explode at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see doctor&lt;br /&gt;gave medicines...&lt;br /&gt;if doesn't disappear,&lt;br /&gt;operation is the best&lt;br /&gt;solution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back to doctor&lt;br /&gt;after meds finish&lt;br /&gt;doctor arrange to see&lt;br /&gt;a specialist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left sch early&lt;br /&gt;for appointment..&lt;br /&gt;went alexandra hospital by cab..&lt;br /&gt;was told dat the appoinment&lt;br /&gt;was at jurong medical centre..&lt;br /&gt;behind jurong library..&lt;br /&gt;wtf..wasted $21+ when&lt;br /&gt;i cud have used my ezlink card..&lt;br /&gt;damn it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to jmc..&lt;br /&gt;reached there at abt 3.30+&lt;br /&gt;it was only a check-up..&lt;br /&gt;docs name is dr cheng..&lt;br /&gt;old guy..&lt;br /&gt;old enuf to b my grandfather..&lt;br /&gt;but gd knowledge..&lt;br /&gt;arrange day surgey..&lt;br /&gt;scheduled on 9 apr..&lt;br /&gt;cost abt $860+&lt;br /&gt;just for an operation&lt;br /&gt;on my hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home..&lt;br /&gt;chill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 apr came..&lt;br /&gt;left sch at 11..&lt;br /&gt;then left home at 12.20&lt;br /&gt;reached jmc at 12.30..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for a while..&lt;br /&gt;then got ready got operation&lt;br /&gt;was asked to change clothing..&lt;br /&gt;felt funny..&lt;br /&gt;very cold..&lt;br /&gt;then waited for a while..&lt;br /&gt;then went into operating theatre..&lt;br /&gt;lied down..&lt;br /&gt;d room was ice cold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my b.p checked&lt;br /&gt;every 5-10 mins i tink..&lt;br /&gt;then wait for dr. cheng to come..&lt;br /&gt;other doctors/nurses&lt;br /&gt;(i dun noe wat they r called)&lt;br /&gt;were talking to me..&lt;br /&gt;asking typical qns:&lt;br /&gt;Are u nervous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh..i've never been in operating&lt;br /&gt;room b4..or have i went for operation!&lt;br /&gt;some more the room is soooo cold..&lt;br /&gt;d nurse put a blanket over me..&lt;br /&gt;still cold..&lt;br /&gt;then she put..erm..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..like a warmer..i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally d "VIP"came!&lt;br /&gt;dr cheng injected d area near d bump..&lt;br /&gt;it was painful!!&lt;br /&gt;i hate pain!n injections!&lt;br /&gt;dun noe how many times he inject&lt;br /&gt;coz it was super numb..&lt;br /&gt;d nurse kept asking me to&lt;br /&gt;breathe in n out while he inject..&lt;br /&gt;nice..she looked at me like her own child lidat..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they dabbed something cold&lt;br /&gt;like cold water or distilled water&lt;br /&gt;from my fingertips tp my elbow..&lt;br /&gt;it was super cold!&lt;br /&gt;but super nice too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it began..&lt;br /&gt;they used a cloth to block my view..&lt;br /&gt;i cud only feel tingling sensations&lt;br /&gt;as my wrist area was numb..&lt;br /&gt;then it was quite boring..&lt;br /&gt;staring at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;while they cut up my bump area..&lt;br /&gt;heard dr. cheng conversation wif nurse..&lt;br /&gt;sumtink abt the bump&lt;br /&gt;(aka ganglion)&lt;br /&gt;like near artery like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i oso heard the medical tools clink clanking..&lt;br /&gt;i play play--moved my fingers..&lt;br /&gt;then dr.cheng ask if it was painful..&lt;br /&gt;said no and asked if d bump has been removed..&lt;br /&gt;he said a lil' bit more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then heard him cutting sumtink..&lt;br /&gt;then stitching..&lt;br /&gt;he was like sewing lor..&lt;br /&gt;he ask his helper to cut d previous sewing&lt;br /&gt;coz not nice..?&lt;br /&gt;then he use post-op..&lt;br /&gt;then crepe bandaged my wrist..&lt;br /&gt;which now look like im in muay thai..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then waited for wat i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;then changed back my clothes..&lt;br /&gt;was given 8 days MC!!!&lt;br /&gt;then met my parents..&lt;br /&gt;paid the bills..&lt;br /&gt;went jp..&lt;br /&gt;eat mac..&lt;br /&gt;had trouble eating w/o&lt;br /&gt;being abe to bend my right hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cabbed to sch..&lt;br /&gt;my father told me that mr govin&lt;br /&gt;called saying that i left sch w/o&lt;br /&gt;permission..i was like huh?&lt;br /&gt;i was walking in front of the guard..&lt;br /&gt;d guard was like closing his eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then let my parents settle d matter..&lt;br /&gt;i went to take hmwk from mardi..&lt;br /&gt;ppl keep asking me wat happen to my hand..&lt;br /&gt;quite funny to c their reaction&lt;br /&gt;when i said i underwent operation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stayed for trng..&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to stay  for a while..&lt;br /&gt;but stayed until trng finish...&lt;br /&gt;mwahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now tired arh..&lt;br /&gt;my thumb still numb..&lt;br /&gt;when i pang sai very hard&lt;br /&gt;to clean my backside..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;aniwae,its  late oredi..&lt;br /&gt;gtg..bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3515895261509496396?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3515895261509496396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3515895261509496396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3515895261509496396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3515895261509496396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2009/04/operation-success.html' title='Operation success'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-4668703567347938246</id><published>2008-12-10T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:27:52.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;finally got time to blog..&lt;br /&gt;orite..&lt;br /&gt;now wan 2 tell abt&lt;br /&gt;d sarawak trip..&lt;br /&gt;it rocks!hell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything there..&lt;br /&gt;i like d bidayuh ppl coz&lt;br /&gt;they seem friendly n although&lt;br /&gt;they r christians,they do not eat pork..&lt;br /&gt;cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss steven n mr singh!&lt;br /&gt;steven has a cute laugh n&lt;br /&gt;he was patient with us..&lt;br /&gt;he's cool to me..&lt;br /&gt;although he smokes,he can still&lt;br /&gt;climb d mountain(i tink it is a mountain...?)&lt;br /&gt;like wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk abt this wonderful trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;final check on luggage n hand-carried bag..&lt;br /&gt;then ate lunch..bathed..&lt;br /&gt;went out with mum..&lt;br /&gt;met hl,mardi n sy at mac..&lt;br /&gt;talk abt stuffs dat r ruining our lives..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 5pm..&lt;br /&gt;walk to school...&lt;br /&gt;there were oredi ppl at d front porch..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;then briefing by mr singh..&lt;br /&gt;collected an orange tee&lt;br /&gt;n a GEOG ws on sarawak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then board d bus at 6..&lt;br /&gt;reached changi at arnd 6.45 like dat..&lt;br /&gt;then checked in luggage..&lt;br /&gt;talked to my parents..&lt;br /&gt;then took photos..&lt;br /&gt;then we went in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited at d terminal&lt;br /&gt;for abt dunno how many minutes..&lt;br /&gt;then finally got on the plane!!!&lt;br /&gt;im so lucky coz i got d window seat!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to c d plane fly!!!&lt;br /&gt;n good bye s'pore!!!&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;as it was nite..i cud not c anitink..&lt;br /&gt;it was pitch black..&lt;br /&gt;so bored on d plane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi qin n hui qi were sitting beside me..&lt;br /&gt;i played yq's crossword puzzle...&lt;br /&gt;had a budget dinner..&lt;br /&gt;which is a pkt of sandwich...&lt;br /&gt;how in d world does dat satisfy my stomach??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we reached sarawak at arnd 9 plus..&lt;br /&gt;i was quite sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;took my luggage n go thru immigration&lt;br /&gt;then mr singh told us to go over to d man&lt;br /&gt;(it was steven)&lt;br /&gt;standing there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went there..&lt;br /&gt;he greeted us so politely..&lt;br /&gt;his right palm on his heart n he bowed..&lt;br /&gt;i was like..wow..cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we board d bus..&lt;br /&gt;steven introduced himself..&lt;br /&gt;then i cant rmb..&lt;br /&gt;coz i was too sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we reached d grand continental hotel..&lt;br /&gt;checked in..&lt;br /&gt;i share d room with hl n mardi..&lt;br /&gt;our room was Room 302..&lt;br /&gt;we chill..&lt;br /&gt;mardi(as expected) was d 1st to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hl slept..&lt;br /&gt;i cud not sleep..&lt;br /&gt;so i listen to music n stared at d ceiling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;i wooke up to charge my phone..&lt;br /&gt;then went back to sleep..haha..&lt;br /&gt;it was around 5.30am..&lt;br /&gt;then i wake up at arnd 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed..&lt;br /&gt;went down for breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;now we r set for..&lt;br /&gt;jungle trekking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 dat..&lt;br /&gt;we went to the beach n&lt;br /&gt;admire d scenery..&lt;br /&gt;didn't take photos coz i 4got&lt;br /&gt;to charge my camera..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were introduced to some instructors&lt;br /&gt;then head up to a hill b4 starting the trekking&lt;br /&gt;havent even start im oredi tired a bit..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then trek..n trek..n trek..&lt;br /&gt;my body full of sweat..&lt;br /&gt;my shirt super wet..&lt;br /&gt;its as if i had juz finish bathing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of ups n downs..&lt;br /&gt;admire the nature..&lt;br /&gt;the river is super cold..&lt;br /&gt;finaly..finally..we finished&lt;br /&gt;trekking!!!&lt;br /&gt;hooray...&lt;br /&gt;cleaned up n then change clothes..&lt;br /&gt;got on d bus n went for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;dinner was seafood..&lt;br /&gt;food is nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reach hotel..bathed..&lt;br /&gt;knocked out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4&lt;br /&gt;woke up..had breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;packed stuff..&lt;br /&gt;say bye bye to hotel..&lt;br /&gt;got on bus..&lt;br /&gt;went museum..&lt;br /&gt;know the history of sarawak..&lt;br /&gt;weather was hot..&lt;br /&gt;then go to some souvenir shops..&lt;br /&gt;not many choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally go airport..&lt;br /&gt;managed to beg steven to accompany us&lt;br /&gt;go airport..&lt;br /&gt;hl,mardi,sy n me bought a small vase for him&lt;br /&gt;with messages inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss u steven..&lt;br /&gt;u're a nice guy..&lt;br /&gt;u're cool!&lt;br /&gt;hope to c u again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-4668703567347938246?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/4668703567347938246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=4668703567347938246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/4668703567347938246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/4668703567347938246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-finally-got-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-747558298779890730</id><published>2008-11-24T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:05:43.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eminem-puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Intro]&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem puking]&lt;br /&gt;There I go thinking of you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how sick you make me&lt;br /&gt;You make me fucking sick to my stomache&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of you I puke&lt;br /&gt;You must just not not knoooooowww&lt;br /&gt;You may not think you do&lt;br /&gt;But you do everytime I think of you I puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna take a little time to write you a little poem&lt;br /&gt;But off of the dome would probably be a little more&lt;br /&gt;More suitable for this type of song woah&lt;br /&gt;I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can think of&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen bars this ain't enough to put ???&lt;br /&gt;So fuck it I'ma start right here I'll just be briefer&lt;br /&gt;Bout to rattle off some other reasons&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldnt go and get another tattoo of you on my arm&lt;br /&gt;But what do I go and do? I go and get another one now I got two&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh I'm sittin here with your name on my skin&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again&lt;br /&gt;My next girlfriend now her name's gotta be Kim&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew how much I hated you&lt;br /&gt;For every mothafuckin thing you ever put us through&lt;br /&gt;Then I wouldnt be standin here cryin over you booooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how sick you make me&lt;br /&gt;You make me fucking sick to my stomache&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of you I puke&lt;br /&gt;You must just not not knoooooowww&lt;br /&gt;You may not think you do&lt;br /&gt;But you do everytime I think of you I puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter&lt;br /&gt;But I thought a song would prolly be a little better instead of a letter&lt;br /&gt;That you'd prolly just shred up ??? I stumbled on your picture&lt;br /&gt;The other day and it made me stop and think of how much of a waste&lt;br /&gt;It would be to put some ink to a stupid piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have you see how much I fucking hate you in a freestyle&lt;br /&gt;You're a fucking ??? and I hope you fucking die&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye&lt;br /&gt;I hate your fucking guts you fucking slut I hope you die (diiiiiie)&lt;br /&gt;But please don't get me wrong I'm not bitter I'm mad&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I still love you its not that I want you back&lt;br /&gt;It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna gag&lt;br /&gt;But what else can I do I havent gotta clue&lt;br /&gt;Now I guess I just move on I got no choice but to&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I think of you now all I want to do is puuuuuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how sick you make me&lt;br /&gt;You make me fucking sick to my stomache&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of you I puke&lt;br /&gt;You must just not not knoooooowww&lt;br /&gt;You may not think you do&lt;br /&gt;But you do everytime I think of you I puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro]&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem puking]&lt;br /&gt;Fucking bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really hartbroken..&lt;br /&gt;i hav decided to let him go..&lt;br /&gt;he really broke my hart..&lt;br /&gt;it's time to move on...&lt;br /&gt;get over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework..&lt;br /&gt;arnd 30 of them..&lt;br /&gt;holy shit!!!&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna finish this&lt;br /&gt;homwork shit..&lt;br /&gt;had not even started.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holidae aint fun at all..&lt;br /&gt;everyday im booked with school stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im listening to music now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck the beat,i go acapella&lt;br /&gt;fuck papa doc, fuck a clock,&lt;br /&gt;fuck a trailer,fuck everybody&lt;br /&gt;fuck y'all if u doubt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a piece of trash,i say it proudly&lt;br /&gt;fuck this battle,&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna win, im outtie&lt;br /&gt;here, tell these ppl sumtink&lt;br /&gt;they dun noe abt me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum suspected me&lt;br /&gt;of smoking when i&lt;br /&gt;haven't even smoke yet..&lt;br /&gt;now my mind is gonna&lt;br /&gt;blow up bcoz of dat fucking&lt;br /&gt;homework..geez..&lt;br /&gt;when will all this be over..&lt;br /&gt;i guess it has never..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no camps for me..&lt;br /&gt;cant go prefect camp coz&lt;br /&gt;gonna go on a family trip&lt;br /&gt;to m'sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then d camp dat i had been&lt;br /&gt;waiting for was cancelled..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh....&lt;br /&gt;shit..&lt;br /&gt;everything aint goin d&lt;br /&gt;way it is suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-747558298779890730?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/747558298779890730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=747558298779890730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/747558298779890730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/747558298779890730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/11/eminem-puke-intro-eminem-puking-there-i.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3119753431273233866</id><published>2008-11-03T14:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:21:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures...</title><content type='html'>nothing much to post..&lt;br /&gt;headstart program sux..&lt;br /&gt;found some pics i took&lt;br /&gt;when i was bored long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hk8o8bdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FjO3St3ltck/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322670567910866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hk8o8bdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FjO3St3ltck/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hkJQw7ZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qYLi7OnL77M/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322656776285586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hkJQw7ZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/qYLi7OnL77M/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me rocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hkCQM6TI/AAAAAAAAAVU/fCa00Ef1Tyg/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322654894876978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hkCQM6TI/AAAAAAAAAVU/fCa00Ef1Tyg/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hktRat8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/tvL_t7ZO6jw/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322666442700738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hktRat8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/tvL_t7ZO6jw/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me blowing a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hHjcRPFI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UL_v6DPtv6I/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322165587655762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hHjcRPFI/AAAAAAAAAVE/UL_v6DPtv6I/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me angry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hHvJH1wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IhAKNo_XUSI/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322168728573698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hHvJH1wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IhAKNo_XUSI/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me want kill u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hHGUAdLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nzu85KLtphU/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322157768373426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hHGUAdLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nzu85KLtphU/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me not happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hGglSy7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/l43RSNp8pe0/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322147640331186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hGglSy7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/l43RSNp8pe0/s200/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me blur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hGS94HeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/NMBjN2XEhdY/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264322143985343970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hGS94HeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/NMBjN2XEhdY/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gjsg5vtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/tX7EReSnd-g/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264321549547716306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gjsg5vtI/AAAAAAAAAUk/tX7EReSnd-g/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me depressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gjY2tDuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/HcBuz2NGxD4/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264321544270450402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gjY2tDuI/AAAAAAAAAUc/HcBuz2NGxD4/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gjJg93DI/AAAAAAAAAUU/naE0XXb4En4/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264321540152745010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gjJg93DI/AAAAAAAAAUU/naE0XXb4En4/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me trying to smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6girkT3EI/AAAAAAAAAUM/d-PhDr5o8ZE/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264321532113706050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6girkT3EI/AAAAAAAAAUM/d-PhDr5o8ZE/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with bro at terminal 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before he go to taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gibxdt3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/UMsmly2DfgU/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264321527873910642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6gibxdt3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/UMsmly2DfgU/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me play fire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f6eNcftI/AAAAAAAAATc/naK2pzfUDj4/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320841333374674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f6eNcftI/AAAAAAAAATc/naK2pzfUDj4/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me 2nd hand smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f7Qevv_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/r_m9dsHF9Xg/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320854827712498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f7Qevv_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/r_m9dsHF9Xg/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro play dumbdumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f64iqbXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/UfXVH53W2PU/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320848401689970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f64iqbXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/UfXVH53W2PU/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me like playing fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f6_bbEPI/AAAAAAAAATs/AdCrNA7eqXA/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320850250371314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f6_bbEPI/AAAAAAAAATs/AdCrNA7eqXA/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n family at terminal 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f6g3PVLI/AAAAAAAAATk/_TqW43VJhq8/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320842045543602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6f6g3PVLI/AAAAAAAAATk/_TqW43VJhq8/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n family &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently went 2 west coast park..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to release our anger,pressure n tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fWUTz9fI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1PP5I0sFMNs/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320220200433138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fWUTz9fI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1PP5I0sFMNs/s200/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me,huiling,siti n mardi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fXAe0gFI/AAAAAAAAATU/dj2KNhRJ4Vk/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320232057765970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fXAe0gFI/AAAAAAAAATU/dj2KNhRJ4Vk/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me so bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fW9tYRfI/AAAAAAAAATM/W90bLI059sM/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320231313524210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fW9tYRfI/AAAAAAAAATM/W90bLI059sM/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh..me had done sumtink bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fW0xBToI/AAAAAAAAATE/lXRR74f8pNk/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320228912877186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fW0xBToI/AAAAAAAAATE/lXRR74f8pNk/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me innocent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fWornFNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/qmbYgF6n8gA/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320225668961490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6fWornFNI/AAAAAAAAAS8/qmbYgF6n8gA/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo!yo!yo!me in the hood!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eUq4yAVI/AAAAAAAAASU/j-4dGM2K_yk/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264319092389708114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eUq4yAVI/AAAAAAAAASU/j-4dGM2K_yk/s200/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting at the seawall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking at d sea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eVqVZGPI/AAAAAAAAASs/hl4WCVPZPo8/s1600-h/DSC00852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264319109421144306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eVqVZGPI/AAAAAAAAASs/hl4WCVPZPo8/s200/DSC00852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me stumbled out of picture..boohoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eUmV9Q1I/AAAAAAAAASM/MAnHwp4beVE/s1600-h/Blank.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264319091169903442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eUmV9Q1I/AAAAAAAAASM/MAnHwp4beVE/s200/Blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me in dat censored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eVJLmSzI/AAAAAAAAASk/0Z3opuihDOo/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264319100521696050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eVJLmSzI/AAAAAAAAASk/0Z3opuihDOo/s200/DSC00851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi,me,siti,huiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eVIAqJBI/AAAAAAAAASc/UsqbZ-bu0l4/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264319100207375378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6eVIAqJBI/AAAAAAAAASc/UsqbZ-bu0l4/s200/DSC00850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi,me,siti,huiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6dr2zcfpI/AAAAAAAAASE/ucmd0yEbwYE/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264318391213915794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6dr2zcfpI/AAAAAAAAASE/ucmd0yEbwYE/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me want play fire again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6droqORDI/AAAAAAAAAR8/OD-KyIUgv-k/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264318387417138226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6droqORDI/AAAAAAAAAR8/OD-KyIUgv-k/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me not happy with u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me want burn u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6drm3C1wI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iTU_VNU0Plc/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264318386934044418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6drm3C1wI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iTU_VNU0Plc/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me look cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6drX_xQyI/AAAAAAAAARs/D5OezhL6O4E/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264318382944109346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6drX_xQyI/AAAAAAAAARs/D5OezhL6O4E/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me "fashion-ing" up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6drK4bAPI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZtGwHndZnrs/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264318379423629554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6drK4bAPI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZtGwHndZnrs/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with long fringe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/93614002404487679-3119753431273233866?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3119753431273233866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3119753431273233866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3119753431273233866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3119753431273233866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/11/pictures.html' title='Pictures...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/SQ6hk8o8bdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FjO3St3ltck/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3991698324172528544</id><published>2008-10-30T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:52:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT TO PUBLISH A NEW POST..&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW, I CANT!&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE OF SOMETHING!&lt;br /&gt;I'M REALLY PISSED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SUCH A JERK, BOY!&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU HAVE GOOD INTENTIONS..&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE WAY YOU DID,&lt;br /&gt;IS SO FUCKING WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THE PROBLEM RELIES ON YOU,&lt;br /&gt;NOT "SOMEONE".&lt;br /&gt;LOOK YOURSELF AT THE MIRROR AND ASK YOURSELF,&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID YOU SAID THAT&lt;br /&gt;REALLY HURTS HER FEELINGS!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA MEET YOU AND&lt;br /&gt;SEE THE WAY YOU TALK TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL ACT THAT NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;HAS HAPPENED WHEN I MEET YOU! !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whats been told.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure whats been said,&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have a clue of&lt;br /&gt;whats been shared.&lt;br /&gt;The past haunts,&lt;br /&gt;the future haunts&lt;br /&gt;and the present haunts.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm not supposed&lt;br /&gt;to pick a fight&lt;br /&gt;but this is making me go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;If i followed my heart,&lt;br /&gt;i would be hurting your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;But here i am, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize sincerely&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;for breaking your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry and i really am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;At one point you were okay&lt;br /&gt;and will suddenly change&lt;br /&gt;and start accusing once again.&lt;br /&gt;Its all like back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;No my intention wasnt to take&lt;br /&gt;revenge to what your friend had done.&lt;br /&gt;But i just wish you didnt have to say&lt;br /&gt;what you have said at one point of time.&lt;br /&gt;Its because of whatever you've said just&lt;br /&gt;breaks every hope i have on you.&lt;br /&gt;No i didnt say im putting hope on anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;because i swear i have no more hopes to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;Because of whatever is happening now,&lt;br /&gt;im losing all hope in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;If you're leaving, leave.&lt;br /&gt;If you're staying , stay.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one hurting,&lt;br /&gt;i swear you're not and&lt;br /&gt;i swear im hurting too.&lt;br /&gt;And im not just hurting because of you,&lt;br /&gt;theres many other things im hurt about.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to talk about&lt;br /&gt;whats the cause of this.&lt;br /&gt;No,i dont involve anybody to why&lt;br /&gt;im treating you this way.&lt;br /&gt;Its my choice that i chose this way.&lt;br /&gt;And i just wish you could actually sit down&lt;br /&gt;and just calm yourself down&lt;br /&gt;and talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Because i can never talk to you&lt;br /&gt;when you're just so angry.&lt;br /&gt;Because all you would do is&lt;br /&gt;shoot everything without even bothering&lt;br /&gt;to ask if its all true.&lt;br /&gt;ANd once again,Im sorry,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry im hurting you deeply.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry i made you go through&lt;br /&gt;this when you dont even deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry you had to cross my path.&lt;br /&gt;But even so,&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know that yes i like your presence.&lt;br /&gt;I did like you being there.&lt;br /&gt;I Like every single thing you did.&lt;br /&gt;and thank you sincerely for all the things you've done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3991698324172528544?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3991698324172528544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3991698324172528544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3991698324172528544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3991698324172528544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-to-publish-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5187375171591949721</id><published>2008-10-14T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:54:05.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helooo...&lt;br /&gt;feeling down rite now..&lt;br /&gt;but i wan 2 share wif u&lt;br /&gt;abt yesterdae's trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n my gang plan to go west coast..&lt;br /&gt;we met at jp..&lt;br /&gt;then took bus..&lt;br /&gt;then reach oredi..&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch at macs..&lt;br /&gt;then we play play..&lt;br /&gt;had an obstacle game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!my team won..&lt;br /&gt;some of us had bruises in d end..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;then we rested...&lt;br /&gt;then went to the..&lt;br /&gt;erm..seaside..?or sumtink like dat lah&lt;br /&gt;sat at d seawall..&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed d breeze..&lt;br /&gt;then jeremy n jason&lt;br /&gt;were looking for stones&lt;br /&gt;to throw..&lt;br /&gt;jeremy found 1 n he went further&lt;br /&gt;d seawall..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly he slipped n fall..&lt;br /&gt;he slide until d end leh...&lt;br /&gt;i was like omg!!!!&lt;br /&gt;stunned....&lt;br /&gt;when he reach d end,his hand was&lt;br /&gt;filled with blood...&lt;br /&gt;but he threw d stone 1st b4 coming up..&lt;br /&gt;he had a lot of cuts frm d hand 2 d toe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried 2 stop d bleeding at d thumb..&lt;br /&gt;it was a deep cut..&lt;br /&gt;plaster not useful coz d cut was big...&lt;br /&gt;so juliet came up wif an idea..&lt;br /&gt;rather sensitive i wud sae...&lt;br /&gt;so i wun tell lah..its a secret btwn our gang...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jolene rushed 2 mac to get a&lt;br /&gt;1st aid kit n water..&lt;br /&gt;then me,juliet n jenny&lt;br /&gt;treated him...&lt;br /&gt;he was like..&lt;br /&gt;"nevermind lah..not pain"&lt;br /&gt;if it was me..i wud have cried..&lt;br /&gt;then we played cards&lt;br /&gt;then enjoy d breeze...&lt;br /&gt;then went home..&lt;br /&gt;time flies so quickly when&lt;br /&gt;u're having fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..2dae...&lt;br /&gt;receive eng..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..quite ok lah..&lt;br /&gt;then maths..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...not really satisfied but i pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ss n geog...&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo..&lt;br /&gt;i failed both...&lt;br /&gt;then hist..&lt;br /&gt;as expected..tcher didn't come&lt;br /&gt;then MT..&lt;br /&gt;as expected..i always pass...&lt;br /&gt;then phy...&lt;br /&gt;as expected..i fail..&lt;br /&gt;but im sooooo upset...&lt;br /&gt;coz i made a lot of careless mistakes!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wan to cry oso no more tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not give up!!!&lt;br /&gt;i muz move on!&lt;br /&gt;i'll work harder n improve on my phy...&lt;br /&gt;i'll sacrifice my tv program time&lt;br /&gt;even if i hav to!!!&lt;br /&gt;yes i will!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5187375171591949721?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5187375171591949721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5187375171591949721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5187375171591949721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5187375171591949721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/10/helooo.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6275638708659772193</id><published>2008-09-30T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:08:29.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yo peeps!&lt;br /&gt;sorry long time no update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now exam period!&lt;br /&gt;very stress..&lt;br /&gt;but at d same time&lt;br /&gt;got slack a bit lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i wanna wish all&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya...&lt;br /&gt;dun forget d duit raye..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;i still c him everydae..&lt;br /&gt;feel kind of betrayed when&lt;br /&gt;ur close fren alwaes tok 2 him,rite?&lt;br /&gt;but wat d heck....&lt;br /&gt;d more he's close to her..&lt;br /&gt;d more futher away i felt from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to move on..&lt;br /&gt;he's nt d onli guy on earth,rite?&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;sianzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae went home early at 11..&lt;br /&gt;for all malays!!&lt;br /&gt;shiok man!&lt;br /&gt;but only 1 sch hol..&lt;br /&gt;then back to studies n exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been having weird dreams..&lt;br /&gt;like losing d ones i loved..&lt;br /&gt;killing ppl hu i dun even noe..&lt;br /&gt;very weird rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..im going to sarawak!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;so excited..&lt;br /&gt;december going..&lt;br /&gt;hl,mardi n sy oso going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u noe..&lt;br /&gt;last yr ive suffered phsically&lt;br /&gt;n mentally...&lt;br /&gt;i really wish it wudn't happen to me&lt;br /&gt;again this yr coz&lt;br /&gt;it really sux..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u've got no one u can trust..&lt;br /&gt;when u wan 2 tell d person u trusted most&lt;br /&gt;abt ur feelings..ppl  sae u attention seeker..&lt;br /&gt;ok..fine...&lt;br /&gt;then dis *toot* sch counsellor&lt;br /&gt;came to find me n tok 2 me..&lt;br /&gt;then she give some stupid lecture..&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't really listening...&lt;br /&gt;but wateva she said made me feel&lt;br /&gt;like quitting prefect..&lt;br /&gt;she made use of dat to stop me from doing stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;wad d BLAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in d end..&lt;br /&gt;bottling up my feelings is d best way for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat shit am i toking?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;now i happy happy...&lt;br /&gt;ppl make me angry..make&lt;br /&gt;their life miserable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5353220298087213635</id><published>2008-08-16T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:34:58.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's officially over between us..&lt;br /&gt;i dun see d need to do this...&lt;br /&gt;lets juz b frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;physics common test is over&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;let's talk abt yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;came to sch arnd 7.45am&lt;br /&gt;studied with frenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then d test..&lt;br /&gt;it was difficult..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer with&lt;br /&gt;shi yuan n siti&lt;br /&gt;durimg recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft sch..&lt;br /&gt;celebrated ms haiza's&lt;br /&gt;burfdae..ate a small&lt;br /&gt;slice of cake..&lt;br /&gt;then went out wif mardi&lt;br /&gt;to buy waffle for shi yuan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi embarrassed me a lot..&lt;br /&gt;criously...&lt;br /&gt;then went back ..&lt;br /&gt;got trng...&lt;br /&gt;did pumping coz&lt;br /&gt;didn't wear correct attire..&lt;br /&gt;bcoz tot dat my class got cip..&lt;br /&gt;but it was postponed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all d&lt;br /&gt;typical trng stuff...&lt;br /&gt;then got 2 noe dat&lt;br /&gt;MR JUSTIN TAN&lt;br /&gt;walked into our cca room..&lt;br /&gt;to scold huiling bcoz of sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;its a long story...&lt;br /&gt;i dun give a damn abt it..&lt;br /&gt;but im furious that he juz&lt;br /&gt;went into d rm as if its his house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made huiling cry...&lt;br /&gt;so i walked with her n mardi..&lt;br /&gt;then i saw justin talking 2&lt;br /&gt;my cca friends..&lt;br /&gt;luckily d juniors were having&lt;br /&gt;PT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to him..&lt;br /&gt;n started to question him...&lt;br /&gt;me:did u barge into d .......... room?&lt;br /&gt;him:yes.&lt;br /&gt;me:are u in ........(my cca)?&lt;br /&gt;him:no..im a teacher..i have the priority to do so..&lt;br /&gt;me:oh,really?are u sure?&lt;br /&gt;him:yes&lt;br /&gt;me:then could u at least show us some respect...&lt;br /&gt;him:(speechless)&lt;br /&gt;hl:yah..even our cca teachers knocked on d door..&lt;br /&gt;him:(juz looked at me n hl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i roughly rmb d conversation like this..&lt;br /&gt;then i juz turned away from him&lt;br /&gt;n talked 2 my frenz as if nothing happen..&lt;br /&gt;then i asked hl 2 go to d tiolet wif me..&lt;br /&gt;kristie tagged along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we return...&lt;br /&gt;justin was talking to mardi...&lt;br /&gt;i sat down wif d rest of my frenz..&lt;br /&gt;then mardi came..&lt;br /&gt;mardi was laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said justin asked her&lt;br /&gt;wats rong wif me..&lt;br /&gt;then blahblah blah...&lt;br /&gt;i guess he didn't expect me&lt;br /&gt;to b like dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hl said that justin&lt;br /&gt;wanted 2 c me..&lt;br /&gt;then i walked towards him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:yes u want 2 c me?&lt;br /&gt;him:ya..i wan to apologise..&lt;br /&gt;me:ya..ok..i mean d cca room is like&lt;br /&gt;a house...u can't juz go into d cca room..&lt;br /&gt;him:ya..so i apologize...&lt;br /&gt;me:ok..&lt;br /&gt;then i juz walked off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having stomach ache..&lt;br /&gt;but tried not 2 show it..&lt;br /&gt;then waited for shi yuan to finish having pt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after cca...&lt;br /&gt;played some soccer with brother&lt;br /&gt;b4 going home with siti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5353220298087213635?l=hadesfire0903.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-93614002404487679.post-214596455289647197</id><published>2008-08-05T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:03:57.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah...neva update fpr so long..&lt;br /&gt;too lazy n busy lah..&lt;br /&gt;ok,so now i will give a short post..&lt;br /&gt;coz im rushing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..got a lot of things to tell&lt;br /&gt;u all...&lt;br /&gt;abt mr chia being funny in class...&lt;br /&gt;sad abt my class tests...&lt;br /&gt;heart ache over betrayal stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chia call david botak&lt;br /&gt;coz of his hair..&lt;br /&gt;and oso "chatterbox" bcos&lt;br /&gt;of his talkative mouth...&lt;br /&gt;very funny d way he show his face..&lt;br /&gt;class laughed a lot during&lt;br /&gt;his lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad abt my class test...&lt;br /&gt;keep failing n getting stupid marks..&lt;br /&gt;mum n dad keep fighting..&lt;br /&gt;cry lots...&lt;br /&gt;i dun even have peace at home..&lt;br /&gt;how to study..?&lt;br /&gt;my soultion:put headphone n listen&lt;br /&gt;to loud song so cnt hear wat they r fighting abt...&lt;br /&gt;but sumtimes can hear lor...&lt;br /&gt;heart pain to c them fight..&lt;br /&gt;juz feel like shutting them up,u noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d heart ache over betrayal stuff..&lt;br /&gt;talk abt it in d next post...&lt;br /&gt;now gtg..&lt;br /&gt;bb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-214596455289647197?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/214596455289647197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=214596455289647197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/214596455289647197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/214596455289647197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/08/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-1579632011850443890</id><published>2008-06-11T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:47:10.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..sorry neva update...&lt;br /&gt;MYE is over..&lt;br /&gt;long long ago...&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat 2 sae larh..&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about&lt;br /&gt;something else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 overseas trip..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;quite good...&lt;br /&gt;i like it cos a lot of sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;n can make noise&lt;br /&gt;n bond wif other&lt;br /&gt;classmates unlike d&lt;br /&gt;stupid sec 3 bonding dae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying myself till&lt;br /&gt;some ppl call us BARBARIC..&lt;br /&gt;sad sia..&lt;br /&gt;what..?&lt;br /&gt;think i sad..&lt;br /&gt;heck care lah..&lt;br /&gt;y shud i care abt&lt;br /&gt;wat u said?&lt;br /&gt;who r u to me?&lt;br /&gt;wat right do u have over me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker&lt;br /&gt;Unique&lt;br /&gt;Dare devil&lt;br /&gt;Youthful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a nickname..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;then cca camp...&lt;br /&gt;ok oso..&lt;br /&gt;then flag dae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo..&lt;br /&gt;sux man..&lt;br /&gt;all my frens ps me lorh..&lt;br /&gt;call them FRENS&lt;br /&gt;grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;there's a 3 dae course...&lt;br /&gt;which ended 2dae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so happy i passed..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my junior failed..&lt;br /&gt;but i tried 2 comfort her..&lt;br /&gt;i dun like d examiner lor..&lt;br /&gt;wan 2 talk, can PRONOUNCE it&lt;br /&gt;properly..&lt;br /&gt;n face d person u r talking to...&lt;br /&gt;***hole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ju-on oso shit lor..&lt;br /&gt;like to order ppl arnd..&lt;br /&gt;im showing u my spirit finger..&lt;br /&gt;dah lah tak mandi..&lt;br /&gt;bau busuk..&lt;br /&gt;tak pakai bedak..&lt;br /&gt;muka masam mcm taik..&lt;br /&gt;she's a BFH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's y i hate..&lt;br /&gt;arh..&lt;br /&gt;no nid 2 sae larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;im here..rotting..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i will just sleep&lt;br /&gt;n not open my eyes 4eva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing 2 sae..&lt;br /&gt;make peace not war..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1579632011850443890?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1579632011850443890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1579632011850443890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1579632011850443890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1579632011850443890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-9210326818031693526?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/9210326818031693526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=9210326818031693526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/9210326818031693526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/9210326818031693526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2008/05/mye-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;wth...&lt;br /&gt;so i juz do..&lt;br /&gt;n i got it correct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae at MT..quite ok..&lt;br /&gt; almost cried&lt;br /&gt;for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;when they were talking&lt;br /&gt;abt sumtink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae during assembly..&lt;br /&gt;kip laughing wif renon..&lt;br /&gt;while mr go n ftsc&lt;br /&gt;were talking wat shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay back...&lt;br /&gt;did hmwk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-4965821490813944781?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/4965821490813944781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=4965821490813944781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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but&lt;br /&gt;d boys won...&lt;br /&gt;so its ok...&lt;br /&gt;coz its a gud experience 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;2dae got fdc trng...&lt;br /&gt;frm 9 to 4...&lt;br /&gt;quite tired...&lt;br /&gt;cherminn "pancake-d"&lt;br /&gt;her hair...&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onli a sec 4 was there...&lt;br /&gt;then esther n yi xuan ma'am&lt;br /&gt;came...&lt;br /&gt;very tiring coz d sun very hot...&lt;br /&gt;d wind is gud but doesn't come often..&lt;br /&gt;but d trng is alwaes fun n interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learned some new formation...&lt;br /&gt;quite difficult teaching d sec 2s..&lt;br /&gt;but we manage to overcome it..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gud news 4 me&lt;br /&gt;brings a very big smile to me...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;let me give hime my&lt;br /&gt;greatest sympathy..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;yay...&lt;br /&gt;free at last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home...&lt;br /&gt;rest 4 a while..&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy things wif mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya...&lt;br /&gt;4got to tell...&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;went west coast&lt;br /&gt;2 eat at ayer rajah food centre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this guy...&lt;br /&gt;he saw me..&lt;br /&gt;he's very cute!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;his eyes seemed&lt;br /&gt;2 b smiling at me..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;i kept looking at d guy..&lt;br /&gt;frm behind...&lt;br /&gt;his bhind look like&lt;br /&gt;some1 familiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah..&lt;br /&gt;i haven't finish my hmwk&lt;br /&gt;yet...&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;do or dun do?&lt;br /&gt;hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6635360056211555357?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/6635360056211555357/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>well..it has been&lt;br /&gt;sometime i have updated&lt;br /&gt;my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohk..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;last tuesdae..&lt;br /&gt;got SANA course..&lt;br /&gt;then last thurs..&lt;br /&gt;there was FDC training...&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I...FDC stands for footdrill&lt;br /&gt;competition..frm 8 to 4...&lt;br /&gt;very tired...&lt;br /&gt;but in between got&lt;br /&gt;dikir barat..&lt;br /&gt;so can relax in music room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my legs were damn tired...&lt;br /&gt;went home,i was like limping..&lt;br /&gt;fri rested..&lt;br /&gt;sat got dikir barat..&lt;br /&gt;got 2 noe some frenz....&lt;br /&gt;me n sy onli go...&lt;br /&gt;sy learned how to play&lt;br /&gt;an instrument...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got 2 noe&lt;br /&gt;d lyrics n moves...&lt;br /&gt;very fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat..&lt;br /&gt;father fetched me&lt;br /&gt;by car..&lt;br /&gt;fetched bro..&lt;br /&gt;then went jp to eat lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met wif my uncle...&lt;br /&gt;who my mum dun like..&lt;br /&gt;coz of some family problem&lt;br /&gt;long long ago...&lt;br /&gt;n mayb d problem is unsolved...&lt;br /&gt;coz no 1 took d initiative to do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited 4 mum 2 finish her shift...&lt;br /&gt;reached home..&lt;br /&gt;rested for an hour..&lt;br /&gt;then went out 2 watch..&lt;br /&gt;not 1 but 2 MOVIES...&lt;br /&gt;at the cathay..coz my parents&lt;br /&gt;have annual dinner&lt;br /&gt;organised by my father's&lt;br /&gt;company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Fred Claus&lt;br /&gt;at arnd 6.20pm...&lt;br /&gt;juz nice when we reached...&lt;br /&gt;very cold..&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i brought  my jacket..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is very nice&lt;br /&gt;very funny n oso&lt;br /&gt;touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to watch&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted..&lt;br /&gt;but many ppl have booked&lt;br /&gt;d seats..n not so many seats left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my bro n i decided 2 buy&lt;br /&gt;d tickets at d next timing&lt;br /&gt;which is at 10pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was like more than&lt;br /&gt;1 hour left b4 our next movie...&lt;br /&gt;so my bro ajak me go&lt;br /&gt;plaza singapura..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked coz it is juz nearby...&lt;br /&gt;then go window shopping...&lt;br /&gt;i was looking 4 a cd...&lt;br /&gt;while bro looking 4 an mp3...&lt;br /&gt;saw d cd but no eng subtitles..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro saw an mp3..&lt;br /&gt;zen stone plus...&lt;br /&gt;it is selling 2 at $170..&lt;br /&gt;quite oklah...&lt;br /&gt;coz it sells at $90+&lt;br /&gt;for 1 zen stone plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw spore player..&lt;br /&gt;PRECIOUS...&lt;br /&gt;at star bucks if im not rong...&lt;br /&gt;but got a rock band concert...&lt;br /&gt;n their song were quite nice...&lt;br /&gt;then after dat went 2&lt;br /&gt;paradis(not sure of spelling)&lt;br /&gt;2 eat at macs&lt;br /&gt;n shared a meal wif bro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat went back 2&lt;br /&gt;the cathay...&lt;br /&gt;n watched d movie at&lt;br /&gt;d grand hall..&lt;br /&gt;d cinema was very big..&lt;br /&gt;n a lot of ppl watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted is very very nice...&lt;br /&gt;very very funny...&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 watch again sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae got training...&lt;br /&gt;then an early lunchbreak was given...&lt;br /&gt;but i went back early coz&lt;br /&gt;got sumtink on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d training was damn tekan..&lt;br /&gt;i mean d previous training...&lt;br /&gt;2dae oso a bit tekan...&lt;br /&gt;qx sir gave us a lot of chances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..will update when i have d time...&lt;br /&gt;now i gtg..bb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1790191143516726185?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7187646334416462864</id><published>2007-11-24T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:44:45.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i noe...&lt;br /&gt;i have been disappointing u&lt;br /&gt;again n again...&lt;br /&gt;countless times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please...&lt;br /&gt;b4 u accuse me of anything...&lt;br /&gt;please find out the truth...&lt;br /&gt;it really hurts when u just&lt;br /&gt;wildly hurl accuses at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is my fault too...&lt;br /&gt;cause i didn't say anything...&lt;br /&gt;i juz kept quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now...&lt;br /&gt;i understand...&lt;br /&gt;i understand wat u want..&lt;br /&gt;u want me to stay&lt;br /&gt;at home d whole&lt;br /&gt;day...&lt;br /&gt;24 hours at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun u noe dat it is boring?&lt;br /&gt;i noe u do...&lt;br /&gt;so y r u doing dis 2 me?&lt;br /&gt;can't i juz hang out wif my frenz...&lt;br /&gt;n have some fun wif them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wan me to juz rot at home?&lt;br /&gt;is dat it?&lt;br /&gt;u always have misunderstood me...&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't sae it...&lt;br /&gt;coz i noe...&lt;br /&gt;i will never have a chance&lt;br /&gt;to say it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u think u r always rite..&lt;br /&gt;n u always tink dat&lt;br /&gt;wateva i do...&lt;br /&gt;i alwaes have a hidden agenda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun u noe&lt;br /&gt;dat my hart alwaes shattered&lt;br /&gt;to pieces everytime u&lt;br /&gt;always tink like dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alwaes cry..&lt;br /&gt;in d toilet...&lt;br /&gt;while bathing...&lt;br /&gt;so dat u won't c me crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u alwaes blame me...&lt;br /&gt;blame me 4 being lazy..&lt;br /&gt;blame me 4 being careless...&lt;br /&gt;blame me 4 being inconsiderate...&lt;br /&gt;blame me 4 bveing stupid&lt;br /&gt;or not using my brain...&lt;br /&gt;blame me 4 being such a useless daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine!&lt;br /&gt;blame me 4 everytink...&lt;br /&gt;u r alwaes right!&lt;br /&gt;wateva i do,&lt;br /&gt;u muz alwaes find mistakes in me...&lt;br /&gt;u r so damn RIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like&lt;br /&gt;shouting back at u...&lt;br /&gt;but no..&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink i can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sux...&lt;br /&gt;my heart is burning...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lost..at home...&lt;br /&gt;im trying not to blast any&lt;br /&gt;vulgarities...&lt;br /&gt;but when i do,&lt;br /&gt;let me apologise first...&lt;br /&gt;coz i dunno when i will stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems weird...&lt;br /&gt;everytink seems weird...&lt;br /&gt;i still sleep late between&lt;br /&gt;1 to 3am...&lt;br /&gt;woke up 6 to 6.30am...&lt;br /&gt;if not some1 wud either&lt;br /&gt;pinch my ears,cheek,arm,legs...&lt;br /&gt;or slap,pushed..&lt;br /&gt;u noe d usual stuff..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes im so used to it..&lt;br /&gt;dat i juz continued sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in d end..&lt;br /&gt;i juz woke up n bathed...&lt;br /&gt;coz my ears really r sensitive to&lt;br /&gt;ppl's nagging n scolding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7187646334416462864?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7187646334416462864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7187646334416462864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7187646334416462864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7187646334416462864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-127528229772208467</id><published>2007-11-21T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:38:12.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long&lt;br /&gt;since i have posted...&lt;br /&gt;maybe bcoz i was juz&lt;br /&gt;too tired or lazy to post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many things&lt;br /&gt;on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;too many things happen...&lt;br /&gt;too many things to&lt;br /&gt;b forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae...last week...&lt;br /&gt;frm tues to thurs..&lt;br /&gt;we had a unit camp...&lt;br /&gt;quite ok...&lt;br /&gt;except dat i was&lt;br /&gt;always d casualty&lt;br /&gt;due to my injury...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i felt&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br /&gt;REALLY&lt;br /&gt;left out...&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i didn't&lt;br /&gt;attend this camp&lt;br /&gt;if i knew i wud&lt;br /&gt;b in such a state...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i&lt;br /&gt;felt used, u noe...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno y...&lt;br /&gt;can't explain it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe...&lt;br /&gt;ppl alwaes sae&lt;br /&gt;dat home is where&lt;br /&gt;u can find&lt;br /&gt;happiness...&lt;br /&gt;home is where u can find&lt;br /&gt;wat u want..&lt;br /&gt;home is where&lt;br /&gt;u won't feel lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;is it true?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;im now at home...&lt;br /&gt;alone..&lt;br /&gt;bored...&lt;br /&gt;i can't find wat i wan...&lt;br /&gt;i dun even noe wat i wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds stupid huh?&lt;br /&gt;i guess im stupid...&lt;br /&gt;real stupid...&lt;br /&gt;24 hours at home..&lt;br /&gt;w/o anybody to talk to...&lt;br /&gt;always home alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may wan 2 ask me&lt;br /&gt;if i feel lonely...&lt;br /&gt;yes n no...&lt;br /&gt;yes i do feel lonely...&lt;br /&gt;no i m oredi used to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;so i dunno wat to post...&lt;br /&gt;although i have lots&lt;br /&gt;on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;but i juz simply can't&lt;br /&gt;put it in words...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-127528229772208467?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/127528229772208467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=127528229772208467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/127528229772208467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/127528229772208467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/11/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5829095220956842018</id><published>2007-11-01T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:27:56.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..&lt;br /&gt;oh great...&lt;br /&gt;now im home alone&lt;br /&gt;until nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok...&lt;br /&gt;i can take it...&lt;br /&gt;i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;went sch&lt;br /&gt;at abt 3pm...&lt;br /&gt;collected report book...&lt;br /&gt;n sch mag...&lt;br /&gt;stupid lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i clearly rmbed dat&lt;br /&gt;i had paid d&lt;br /&gt;money to dennis....&lt;br /&gt;but i got d sch mag aniwae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here r my results&lt;br /&gt;stated in d report bk...&lt;br /&gt;i'll juz tell u d&lt;br /&gt;overall marks&lt;br /&gt;n overall grades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:  65-B3&lt;br /&gt;Malay:    81-A1&lt;br /&gt;Maths:    78-A1&lt;br /&gt;Science:  76-A1&lt;br /&gt;Geog:      65-B3&lt;br /&gt;History:  68-B3&lt;br /&gt;Lit:          75-A1&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T:       78-A1&lt;br /&gt;H.E:         81-A1&lt;br /&gt;Art:         77-A1&lt;br /&gt;CME:       A&lt;br /&gt;Music:     A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class pos.:4/45&lt;br /&gt;level pos.:35/207&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..ok..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to react...&lt;br /&gt;so im juz like dis&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat had prefect duty&lt;br /&gt;until 7..&lt;br /&gt;then stayed back for a while...&lt;br /&gt;coz had meeting...&lt;br /&gt;then i quickly went home&lt;br /&gt;coz i want to watch&lt;br /&gt;my fave tv prog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 11 plus&lt;br /&gt;i went online...&lt;br /&gt;chatted wif cindy&lt;br /&gt;abt d hike proposal..&lt;br /&gt;then chatted wif huiling n cindy&lt;br /&gt;until arnd 2am...&lt;br /&gt;then i offline n watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;at arnd 3am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae woke up at 6am...&lt;br /&gt;n bathed...&lt;br /&gt;then i took a nap..&lt;br /&gt;then 8.00 reached sch&lt;br /&gt;for a leadership thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d course is quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;then after dat had aop&lt;br /&gt;at canteen...&lt;br /&gt;im so relieved&lt;br /&gt;when zq sir said dat&lt;br /&gt;it was better than d&lt;br /&gt;last 1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went jp&lt;br /&gt;for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;i can't even eat&lt;br /&gt;my carrot cake finish...&lt;br /&gt;so disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;nid siti,mardi n shi yuan&lt;br /&gt;to help me finish it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to valu$ shop..&lt;br /&gt;to c d wat to buy as presents&lt;br /&gt;for d hiking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home wif siti...&lt;br /&gt;now i m bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realli dunno wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;if i go out..&lt;br /&gt;my mum wud nag at me...&lt;br /&gt;if i stay at home...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;mayb i will&lt;br /&gt;b bored to death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nid to go down for&lt;br /&gt;a while to take&lt;br /&gt;some stuff from a fren...&lt;br /&gt;i'll post another day...&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5829095220956842018?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5829095220956842018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5829095220956842018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5829095220956842018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5829095220956842018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5514421776134163553</id><published>2007-10-30T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:16:37.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to&lt;br /&gt;d doctor&lt;br /&gt;on fri nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;yea..im sick...&lt;br /&gt;but it will b gone&lt;br /&gt;in a week or 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies&lt;br /&gt;real fast...&lt;br /&gt;w/o u&lt;br /&gt;noeing it&lt;br /&gt;we will all b&lt;br /&gt;separated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to all my frenz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thx for being my fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;n helping me d best u cn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when im down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;even though we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayb in d same or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;different class, i dun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tink it matters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;coz i hope dat we will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;still b frens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im sorry if i ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hurt or harm u in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aniwae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me..dis sec 2 life&lt;br /&gt;isn't dat gud...&lt;br /&gt;i kinda preferred&lt;br /&gt;d sec 1 life more...&lt;br /&gt;coz u won't have to&lt;br /&gt;noe so much abt&lt;br /&gt;ur bloody school or&lt;br /&gt;d staff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im thinking&lt;br /&gt;of moving on...&lt;br /&gt;n to those hu noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate u&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i'll still hate u&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;dun talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;coz i won't talk to u.&lt;br /&gt;dats juz d way it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5514421776134163553?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5514421776134163553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5514421776134163553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5514421776134163553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5514421776134163553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/10/went-to-d-doctor-on-fri-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-1793448056724012802</id><published>2007-10-23T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T12:22:38.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I finally received a break.&lt;br /&gt;Only to see the sun fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will not see.&lt;br /&gt;what they longed to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips will not taste.&lt;br /&gt;what they longed to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does life have to be like this?&lt;br /&gt;Full of hatred and pain.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of joy and bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1793448056724012802?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1793448056724012802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1793448056724012802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1793448056724012802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1793448056724012802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-thought-i-finally-received-break.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-4265924882951325327</id><published>2007-10-15T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T16:47:09.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Justice must be done.&lt;br /&gt;No one will get away with this,no one.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever commits it has a high price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall watch from the corner unsuspectingly.&lt;br /&gt;You shall pay.Watch it.I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;This hatred will scar deep in me&lt;br /&gt;and you'll suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You. It's you. I know it is.&lt;br /&gt;I will make you live in horror.&lt;br /&gt;You will regret all that you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you pay ten times of what you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;You'll live a life worse than death,I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid of death?You'd better be,&lt;br /&gt;Because you'll soon suffer a fate worse than that.&lt;br /&gt;'Mercy'?&lt;br /&gt;I can't find it in my dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Was there mercy shown from you?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I guess 'mercy' does not exist in your dictionary as well.&lt;br /&gt;You'll face the merciless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-4265924882951325327?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/4265924882951325327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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MERCY..</title><content type='html'>Mondae...&lt;br /&gt;had history paper...&lt;br /&gt;didn't manage&lt;br /&gt;to finish all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost 14 marks..&lt;br /&gt;mayb more...&lt;br /&gt;went back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking home&lt;br /&gt;when it started&lt;br /&gt;to rain heavily...&lt;br /&gt;but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz continue to walk&lt;br /&gt;slowly..&lt;br /&gt;reached home...&lt;br /&gt;very drenched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept until arnd 7 plus..&lt;br /&gt;then study..&lt;br /&gt;slept at arnd 1.30am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdae..&lt;br /&gt;had maths paper..&lt;br /&gt;left a lot of blanks&lt;br /&gt;for paper 1 n 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jurong point&lt;br /&gt;alone...&lt;br /&gt;actually cud have gone&lt;br /&gt;wif mardi n others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there to take sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;then went back home..&lt;br /&gt;slept...&lt;br /&gt;studied until 2am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdae...&lt;br /&gt;had sci paper...&lt;br /&gt;quite ok...&lt;br /&gt;but i noe d result&lt;br /&gt;won't b ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home...&lt;br /&gt;slept...&lt;br /&gt;studied at nite..&lt;br /&gt;slept at 1.30am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursdae...&lt;br /&gt;had home ec paper...&lt;br /&gt;quite ok...&lt;br /&gt;then had to&lt;br /&gt;wait for another&lt;br /&gt;bloody hour&lt;br /&gt;b4 d maths field test&lt;br /&gt;starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all d qns were difficult..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided not to do&lt;br /&gt;most of it..&lt;br /&gt;i juz put any&lt;br /&gt;number dat came across&lt;br /&gt;my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jp&lt;br /&gt;wif mardi n shi yuan..&lt;br /&gt;juz walk arnd...&lt;br /&gt;then went back&lt;br /&gt;sch for sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home...&lt;br /&gt;then took a bath&lt;br /&gt;n quickly change...&lt;br /&gt;coz going geylang wif&lt;br /&gt;mum n dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took mrt wif mum...&lt;br /&gt;then my father board&lt;br /&gt;d mrt at raffles place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we alight at&lt;br /&gt;paya lebar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno y...&lt;br /&gt;he seems cold towards&lt;br /&gt;her...&lt;br /&gt;he usually call her mama...&lt;br /&gt;but he call d formal "you"&lt;br /&gt;as in "awak"...&lt;br /&gt;he talks in&lt;br /&gt;an agitated voice..&lt;br /&gt;i mean she talked&lt;br /&gt;to him nicely..&lt;br /&gt;but he talk to her like dat...&lt;br /&gt;i dun like it..&lt;br /&gt;i really dun...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't talk to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she juz suggested&lt;br /&gt;to buy some&lt;br /&gt;popiah..let her buy lah...&lt;br /&gt;y wan scold her sae:&lt;br /&gt;dah buat popiah,nak beli buat aper??&lt;br /&gt;translation:&lt;br /&gt;u oredi making popiah,&lt;br /&gt;for wat wan to buy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like..&lt;br /&gt;walao..&lt;br /&gt;freak lah him...&lt;br /&gt;wat's got over him?&lt;br /&gt;i dun c dat it is&lt;br /&gt;neccessary to sae dat..&lt;br /&gt;luckily she was patient...&lt;br /&gt;if i was her,&lt;br /&gt;i wud have scolded&lt;br /&gt;him back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then did my henna..&lt;br /&gt;cool..&lt;br /&gt;but i m unsure&lt;br /&gt;abt sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;will &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; b as happy&lt;br /&gt;as last year?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae..&lt;br /&gt;went sch early.&lt;br /&gt;discuss sumtink.&lt;br /&gt;then got back EL&lt;br /&gt;paper 1..&lt;br /&gt;scored 20/30...&lt;br /&gt;siti scored same as me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then maths..&lt;br /&gt;got back maths paper 1...&lt;br /&gt;scored 40/50..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i shud feel&lt;br /&gt;happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;i felt nothin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i beginning&lt;br /&gt;to become 'feelingless'?&lt;br /&gt;or have i become..?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;juz confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i happy or sad&lt;br /&gt;or excited or angry&lt;br /&gt;or nothing?&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back early during&lt;br /&gt;recess coz half dae&lt;br /&gt;for all muslim pupils..&lt;br /&gt;btw,thx ms chan for d kit kat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siti has both parents at home now..&lt;br /&gt;mardi also has both parents at home now..&lt;br /&gt;me?well..i m alone now..&lt;br /&gt;i'd prefer to b in sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm..&lt;br /&gt;everyone has a life...&lt;br /&gt;everyone has probs..&lt;br /&gt;everyone has stress..&lt;br /&gt;so it's like&lt;br /&gt;every Man for himself&lt;br /&gt;or herself...&lt;br /&gt;i understand..&lt;br /&gt;i won't trouble anyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1907429256615376706?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1907429256615376706/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-93614002404487679.post-8172840597261804926</id><published>2007-10-10T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T11:22:19.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFUSED...</title><content type='html'>I look into the forlorn night sky.&lt;br /&gt;Flushes of black and grey.&lt;br /&gt;As I stood there,&lt;br /&gt;wanting to weep,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;And I am at ease.&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I felt depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you left me,&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;For fear of you leaving me.&lt;br /&gt;But I just couldn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much&lt;br /&gt;it hurts if you can't cry?&lt;br /&gt;Crying releases your anger and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But mine is deep down in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Trapped.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you didn't appreciate my actions.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really blame you.&lt;br /&gt;Because I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;It's unfair to you.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't blame you for making me sad.&lt;br /&gt;I made myself sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8172840597261804926?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8172840597261804926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8172840597261804926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8172840597261804926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3257547315102240785?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3257547315102240785/comments/default' 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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-93614002404487679.post-5981925412952403158</id><published>2007-10-08T12:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T12:28:36.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIFTING APART...</title><content type='html'>I have the feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm drifting apart from you.&lt;br /&gt;I have the feeling&lt;br /&gt;we are not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the feeling I've lost you.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather...&lt;br /&gt;you left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believed that&lt;br /&gt;if you put up with the rain,&lt;br /&gt;the rainbow would show itself.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I waited.&lt;br /&gt;Waited.&lt;br /&gt;But the sun never came up.&lt;br /&gt;The rainbow never came.&lt;br /&gt;The rain is gloomy and hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;Make it stop...&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried telling you many times.&lt;br /&gt;But everything was the same.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changed, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot walk this life alone.&lt;br /&gt;Not without you.&lt;br /&gt;Take it that I'm begging you.&lt;br /&gt;I really love you alot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I saying??&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;You have your own life too.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't trap you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm selfish.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5981925412952403158?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5981925412952403158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5981925412952403158' title='0 Comments'/><link 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things fail.&lt;br /&gt;But don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;The rain will stop.&lt;br /&gt;But mine did not.&lt;br /&gt;It kept raining.&lt;br /&gt;For days.&lt;br /&gt;Months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you here for me?&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved you.&lt;br /&gt;Always there for you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I did anything for you,&lt;br /&gt;But I really need you now.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;My life is dead.&lt;br /&gt;I am losing friends, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;And YOU.&lt;br /&gt;You're always with me.&lt;br /&gt;I see you.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't feel you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope things get better and the sun comes out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6444046282280055086?l=hadesfire0903.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-93614002404487679.post-7412894396703693939</id><published>2007-09-21T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:01:55.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE U...</title><content type='html'>heys..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;so thursdae..&lt;br /&gt;i tried to&lt;br /&gt;shake a person off me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted her&lt;br /&gt;to 4get abt me..&lt;br /&gt;4get abt my 'problems'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she didn't wan...&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;talked to her&lt;br /&gt;for almost 3hrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri...&lt;br /&gt;i hate u..&lt;br /&gt;i cried for u&lt;br /&gt;when u went away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now..&lt;br /&gt;things r different...&lt;br /&gt;way different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate u now..&lt;br /&gt;u've changed...&lt;br /&gt;i tot u changed&lt;br /&gt;into a better person...&lt;br /&gt;but no...&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u even hit me...&lt;br /&gt;u hurt my shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;i'll rmb dat...&lt;br /&gt;i no longer like u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r juz some stranger&lt;br /&gt;to me now...&lt;br /&gt;a stranger dat&lt;br /&gt;i never really got to noe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7412894396703693939?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7412894396703693939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7412894396703693939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFJxd7TI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5eGJvErvE_c/s200/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even d baby is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pointing a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;middle finger to u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFZxd7VI/AAAAAAAAARM/uo4zC6tNqEA/s1600-h/child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111831960487849298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFZxd7VI/AAAAAAAAARM/uo4zC6tNqEA/s200/child.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dis bastard is angry..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's angry at u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he said "fuck off!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFZxd7WI/AAAAAAAAARU/ANvgHIvRaHg/s1600-h/flame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111831960487849314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFZxd7WI/AAAAAAAAARU/ANvgHIvRaHg/s200/flame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even d flame agrees..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFJxd7UI/AAAAAAAAARE/S4fvJO0ebdg/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111831956192881986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFJxd7UI/AAAAAAAAARE/S4fvJO0ebdg/s200/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dat is one of a kind cat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFZxd7XI/AAAAAAAAARc/ZtKlMBpYAek/s1600-h/skeleton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111831960487849330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFZxd7XI/AAAAAAAAARc/ZtKlMBpYAek/s200/skeleton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whose hand is this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3295886416888040716?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3295886416888040716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3295886416888040716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3295886416888040716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3295886416888040716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/pics_19.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RvDgFJxd7TI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/5eGJvErvE_c/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-2274678413423716357</id><published>2007-09-17T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:59:17.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TYPICAL DAYS...</title><content type='html'>ok..&lt;br /&gt;sat...&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much...&lt;br /&gt;very bored at home..&lt;br /&gt;juz watch tv all dae...&lt;br /&gt;miss &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; very much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun...&lt;br /&gt;watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;study sci...&lt;br /&gt;go out wif my aunt&lt;br /&gt;2 make baju kurung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;bro was sick...&lt;br /&gt;but feeling better...&lt;br /&gt;mum was oso sick...&lt;br /&gt;still taking medication...&lt;br /&gt;even father&lt;br /&gt;is feeling sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is sick..&lt;br /&gt;except for me...&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe y?&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;they r sick of me...&lt;br /&gt;dats wat i tink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro went back&lt;br /&gt;to his camp at arnd&lt;br /&gt;9.30pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;while studying...&lt;br /&gt;slept at 2.30am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5.00am&lt;br /&gt;to eat...&lt;br /&gt;then study...&lt;br /&gt;slept for 15 mins...&lt;br /&gt;then bathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school...&lt;br /&gt;kinda sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;had reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then MT...&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe&lt;br /&gt;dat i got 16/20&lt;br /&gt;for my test...&lt;br /&gt;coz i was angry&lt;br /&gt;at dat time...&lt;br /&gt;n i can't really focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was maths...&lt;br /&gt;mrs tay lectured us&lt;br /&gt;for almost a period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess...&lt;br /&gt;2 periods of eng...&lt;br /&gt;didn't talk much...&lt;br /&gt;very sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan 2&lt;br /&gt;disturb ms chan&lt;br /&gt;anymore...&lt;br /&gt;coz i noe she&lt;br /&gt;is very busy...&lt;br /&gt;it's ok...&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave u alone...&lt;br /&gt;i won't bother u again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was sci...&lt;br /&gt;had sci test...&lt;br /&gt;quite difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went thru&lt;br /&gt;some sci ws...&lt;br /&gt;when it was my turn...&lt;br /&gt;i act as if i was&lt;br /&gt;busy copying...&lt;br /&gt;n juz ignored &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though&lt;br /&gt;he called me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still angry at him...&lt;br /&gt;when i didn't answer,&lt;br /&gt;he called d next person&lt;br /&gt;2 answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he left early&lt;br /&gt;b4 d bell rings...&lt;br /&gt;some students&lt;br /&gt;tink dat he is angry...&lt;br /&gt;heck care...&lt;br /&gt;he tinks he's&lt;br /&gt;d only 1 who can get&lt;br /&gt;angry?&lt;br /&gt;i oso can get angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was history...&lt;br /&gt;quite ok...&lt;br /&gt;then walk around...&lt;br /&gt;then went for a prefect meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then waited for&lt;br /&gt;jian yang 2 finish up his&lt;br /&gt;maths...&lt;br /&gt;went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i wanted&lt;br /&gt;2 stay back...&lt;br /&gt;but nvm..&lt;br /&gt;siti is oredi waiting&lt;br /&gt;for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a message&lt;br /&gt;to whom it may concern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i shall not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;censor d vulgarities&lt;br /&gt;so dat d person&lt;br /&gt;understands wat im&lt;br /&gt;trying 2 sae:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U FUCKING ASSHOLE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U TINK U SO GOOD&lt;strong&gt;??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO N FUCK UR MOTHER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IN UR FUCKING HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N DUN EVER SHOW ME UR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING FACE AGAIN&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF I SEE UR FUCKING FACE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'LL BLOW UP UR FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BRAIN WITH A FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GUN..WHEN U R DEAD, I'LL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BURN UR FUCKING BODY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AT A FUCKING RUBBISH DUMP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF U DUN WAN DIS FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THINGS 2 HAPPEN,THEN GET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D FUCKING HELL OUT OF HERE&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEVER WAN 2 SEE UR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING FACE EVER AGAIN&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIND UR OWN FUCKING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUSINESS&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; DUN BOTHER ABT ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DUN NID D FUCKING U...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO JUZ B FUCKING GUD N &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO BACK 2 UR FUCKING HOME&lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2274678413423716357?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/2274678413423716357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=2274678413423716357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2274678413423716357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2274678413423716357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/typical-days.html' title='TYPICAL DAYS...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7897383756280426969</id><published>2007-09-14T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111104046247491874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KDN6kuSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nmgc3lqY6v4/s200/Secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously..i dun smoke..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nobody in my family smokes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wan me 2 swear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erm..mayb next time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KDN6kuTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ruXUNIY_4GU/s1600-h/Secret2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111104046247491890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KDN6kuTI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/ruXUNIY_4GU/s200/Secret2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KCt6kuQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NGBFpf8LeTo/s1600-h/knuckles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111104037657557250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KCt6kuQI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NGBFpf8LeTo/s200/knuckles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i punched d wall..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so bcome blue-black..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KCt6kuPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/SstyR5UFLRE/s1600-h/knuckle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111104037657557234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KCt6kuPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/SstyR5UFLRE/s200/knuckle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7d6kuOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/09v61MIsz98/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101714080250082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7d6kuOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/09v61MIsz98/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H696kuKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Lx9-qOs8RCc/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101705490315426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H696kuKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Lx9-qOs8RCc/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7N6kuLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/jCqLLv0sGL4/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101709785282738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7N6kuLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/jCqLLv0sGL4/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7N6kuMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/cBMuQBMjHyY/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101709785282754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7N6kuMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/cBMuQBMjHyY/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7N6kuNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UtCSxgYcoo0/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101709785282770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5H7N6kuNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UtCSxgYcoo0/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's a bird at d window..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HXt6kuFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/e92qpw8-RE4/s1600-h/board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101099899926610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HXt6kuFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/e92qpw8-RE4/s200/board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HXt6kuGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/7buzytuXwao/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101099899926626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HXt6kuGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/7buzytuXwao/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HX96kuII/AAAAAAAAAPc/o_vmyeTccy8/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101104194893954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HX96kuII/AAAAAAAAAPc/o_vmyeTccy8/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HX96kuHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xUC81VkHnLY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101104194893938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HX96kuHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xUC81VkHnLY/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juz drew those for fun..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HYN6kuJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ysCmRYUVs84/s1600-h/roof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111101108489861266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5HYN6kuJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ysCmRYUVs84/s200/roof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7897383756280426969?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7897383756280426969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7897383756280426969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7897383756280426969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7897383756280426969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/pics_14.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5KDN6kuSI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nmgc3lqY6v4/s72-c/Secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5000824638488666499</id><published>2007-09-13T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:38.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5GMN6kuEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/S0KZK5O_s2c/s1600-h/lights1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111099802819803202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5GMN6kuEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/S0KZK5O_s2c/s200/lights1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5GB96kuDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0WU-Mjohnys/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111099626726144050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5GB96kuDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0WU-Mjohnys/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5000824638488666499?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5000824638488666499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5000824638488666499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5000824638488666499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5000824638488666499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/pics_13.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Ru5GMN6kuEI/AAAAAAAAAO8/S0KZK5O_s2c/s72-c/lights1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-986604430253280856</id><published>2007-09-12T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:51:06.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM NOT AFRAID...</title><content type='html'>im not afraid...&lt;br /&gt;im juz preventing&lt;br /&gt;myself from&lt;br /&gt;getting out of control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe u r helping&lt;br /&gt;but i m helping u too..&lt;br /&gt;i noe we trusted&lt;br /&gt;each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it is juz between d TWO&lt;br /&gt;of us...&lt;br /&gt;no other party..&lt;br /&gt;u help me solve&lt;br /&gt;d 'problem'..&lt;br /&gt;i dun see any problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said i m not okay...&lt;br /&gt;well..i m okay...&lt;br /&gt;u said i m escaping&lt;br /&gt;from my problems...&lt;br /&gt;well..how 2 escape&lt;br /&gt;when i dun have any&lt;br /&gt;problem bothering me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said u&lt;br /&gt;wanted 2 tell HER...&lt;br /&gt;i said no..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan my parents&lt;br /&gt;2 b called..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan CY 2 b called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan any attention...&lt;br /&gt;i juz wan some&lt;br /&gt;revenge...&lt;br /&gt;u may call me&lt;br /&gt;anytink u like...&lt;br /&gt;i dun care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz wan wat&lt;br /&gt;belongs 2 me..&lt;br /&gt;u noe wat i meant...&lt;br /&gt;u r getting&lt;br /&gt;into trouble urself&lt;br /&gt;by helping me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not an&lt;br /&gt;addiction or obsession...&lt;br /&gt;it is juz a game...&lt;br /&gt;i m juz planning d game...&lt;br /&gt;d game has not started..&lt;br /&gt;it is juz abt to begin...&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;d game may or may not&lt;br /&gt;b a success...&lt;br /&gt;but im juz&lt;br /&gt;experimenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun nid&lt;br /&gt;any attention&lt;br /&gt;or counselling...&lt;br /&gt;i m not crazy...&lt;br /&gt;im calm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz wanted...&lt;br /&gt;u ppl 2 disappear...&lt;br /&gt;let me cry&lt;br /&gt;in a corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me cry until&lt;br /&gt;i dun have any tears&lt;br /&gt;left...&lt;br /&gt;n blood will b&lt;br /&gt;in place of those&lt;br /&gt;tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe...&lt;br /&gt;u will sae&lt;br /&gt;d 'problem' will&lt;br /&gt;not b solved by crying...&lt;br /&gt;but hey,&lt;br /&gt;have u ever cried??&lt;br /&gt;does it feels gud&lt;br /&gt;or does it feel worse??&lt;br /&gt;u decide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told u dat&lt;br /&gt;u hit d 2 target..&lt;br /&gt;well,actually 1...&lt;br /&gt;d parent thing&lt;br /&gt;is not a problem...&lt;br /&gt;i can handle it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said we trust&lt;br /&gt;each other..&lt;br /&gt;so y can u juz give&lt;br /&gt;wat belongs 2 me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't disturb u&lt;br /&gt;anymore...&lt;br /&gt;we will 4get abt it...&lt;br /&gt;act as if nothing ever&lt;br /&gt;mattered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treat u as a fren..&lt;br /&gt;not an enemy..yet...&lt;br /&gt;once u r my enemy...&lt;br /&gt;well i'll hate u...&lt;br /&gt;as long as i live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said u wanted HER&lt;br /&gt;2 'join' in...&lt;br /&gt;no way...&lt;br /&gt;even if u tell her...&lt;br /&gt;i m not gonna talk&lt;br /&gt;2 her..&lt;br /&gt;i won't even look at her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is a demon!&lt;br /&gt;she is a witch!&lt;br /&gt;if u look into her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;u will turn into a BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for CY...&lt;br /&gt;i still hate u...&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe y???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,it's for me&lt;br /&gt;to noe...&lt;br /&gt;n for u to find out...&lt;br /&gt;so gud luck&lt;br /&gt;finding out d reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if u care 2 find&lt;br /&gt;d reason...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-986604430253280856?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/986604430253280856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=986604430253280856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/986604430253280856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/986604430253280856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-not-afraid.html' title='IM NOT AFRAID...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6054883813314463719</id><published>2007-09-11T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:17:47.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DUN WAN 2 HURT U..</title><content type='html'>sorry..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't&lt;br /&gt;have tyme&lt;br /&gt;2 post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now kinda free..&lt;br /&gt;let see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat..&lt;br /&gt;went 4&lt;br /&gt;red cross...&lt;br /&gt;in full uniform...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired&lt;br /&gt;when i got home...&lt;br /&gt;kinda late&lt;br /&gt;4 my religious class...&lt;br /&gt;well,really late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went out&lt;br /&gt;wif my bro n father...&lt;br /&gt;went expo...&lt;br /&gt;coz got 'bazaar'...&lt;br /&gt;means food festival&lt;br /&gt;lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought dengdeng...&lt;br /&gt;then my father&lt;br /&gt;oso bought burger...&lt;br /&gt;i ate dengdeng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited&lt;br /&gt;4 mum at jurong&lt;br /&gt;point..&lt;br /&gt;i bought 2 shoe laces..&lt;br /&gt;coz onli $1 each..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home..&lt;br /&gt;i decided 2 take a nap...&lt;br /&gt;then i when i woke up,&lt;br /&gt;it was oredi tyme&lt;br /&gt;2 go out 4 dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;luckily my&lt;br /&gt;father borrowed a car..&lt;br /&gt;ate at east coast park..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home..&lt;br /&gt;tired...&lt;br /&gt;watched tv..&lt;br /&gt;slept at 1am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun(9/9)&lt;br /&gt;woke up..&lt;br /&gt;ate nasi lemak..&lt;br /&gt;watched csi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish up hmwk..&lt;br /&gt;then i then played&lt;br /&gt;ps2 wif bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to&lt;br /&gt;grandparents' house&lt;br /&gt;4 a ceremony 4&lt;br /&gt;d fasting month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home around&lt;br /&gt;10.30pm...&lt;br /&gt;watched tv...&lt;br /&gt;then slept at 1am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon(10/9)&lt;br /&gt;after sch..&lt;br /&gt;do hmwk...&lt;br /&gt;kristie came..&lt;br /&gt;chatted wif her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;at 2.45..&lt;br /&gt;can't go back late&lt;br /&gt;coz my bro is at home..&lt;br /&gt;n he will ask me&lt;br /&gt;a lot of questions...&lt;br /&gt;juz like my mum...&lt;br /&gt;is he trying 2 b mum???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;i cud hardly imagine dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues(11/9)&lt;br /&gt;had reading...&lt;br /&gt;cme period...&lt;br /&gt;talked 2 ms chan...&lt;br /&gt;although it was oredi AE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual...&lt;br /&gt;d whole class&lt;br /&gt;didn't change our&lt;br /&gt;attire..&lt;br /&gt;but still have AE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess..&lt;br /&gt;played wif&lt;br /&gt;u-noe-wat..&lt;br /&gt;went toilet..&lt;br /&gt;2 play with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was sci..&lt;br /&gt;didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;a single thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was HE..&lt;br /&gt;whole class was&lt;br /&gt;taught by ms lai..&lt;br /&gt;had an unprepared test...&lt;br /&gt;lost 6 marks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back&lt;br /&gt;after shool..&lt;br /&gt;but went home&lt;br /&gt;at 3.30...&lt;br /&gt;coz bro at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss it so much...&lt;br /&gt;y can u juz give it to me&lt;br /&gt;n leave me alone...&lt;br /&gt;d problem will b solved...&lt;br /&gt;dun betray me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been betrayed once...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan 2 b betrayed twice...&lt;br /&gt;dun make me do&lt;br /&gt;things i dun&lt;br /&gt;wan 2 do 2 u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6054883813314463719?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/6054883813314463719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=6054883813314463719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6054883813314463719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6054883813314463719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorry.html' title='I DUN WAN 2 HURT U..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-9099327312207018067</id><published>2007-09-07T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T18:48:05.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAINING/JE LIBRARY</title><content type='html'>woke up..&lt;br /&gt;then got&lt;br /&gt;my things ready&lt;br /&gt;4 red cross later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i walked&lt;br /&gt;slowly from home..&lt;br /&gt;but i still manage&lt;br /&gt;2 get to sch in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had pt..&lt;br /&gt;footdrill...&lt;br /&gt;feedback session...&lt;br /&gt;everyting is quite ok..&lt;br /&gt;no comment lah...&lt;br /&gt;coz later&lt;br /&gt;someone not happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went&lt;br /&gt;juromg east&lt;br /&gt;entertainment&lt;br /&gt;centre...&lt;br /&gt;went there 2 have lunch...&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't in quite a gud mood..&lt;br /&gt;went there wif mardi,shi yuan,&lt;br /&gt;huiling,siti n kristie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st they wanted&lt;br /&gt;2 go 2 long john silver...&lt;br /&gt;but many ppl..&lt;br /&gt;no vacant seats..&lt;br /&gt;so went 2 kfc..&lt;br /&gt;oso many ppl..&lt;br /&gt;went back 2 ljs...&lt;br /&gt;then we were standing&lt;br /&gt;outside...&lt;br /&gt;blocking ppl's way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting&lt;br /&gt;4 a grp of 6 women...&lt;br /&gt;2 finish eating...&lt;br /&gt;then a women&lt;br /&gt;talked 2 huiling...&lt;br /&gt;then huiling n others&lt;br /&gt;look blur like sotong..&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat 2 do..&lt;br /&gt;dunno if wan eat&lt;br /&gt;there or not...&lt;br /&gt;then i dunno larh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask wat r we&lt;br /&gt;waiting here 4...&lt;br /&gt;i mean we actually&lt;br /&gt;wanted 2 go&lt;br /&gt;je library&lt;br /&gt;2 study maths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan waste tyme..&lt;br /&gt;i sae 2 'em:&lt;br /&gt;eh..u all can make up&lt;br /&gt;ur mind or not??&lt;br /&gt;siti said:&lt;br /&gt;ok..1st, u wan 2 eat wat?&lt;br /&gt;i said:&lt;br /&gt;i anytink..i dun wan&lt;br /&gt;2 eat..i onli wan 2 drink!&lt;br /&gt;huliling said:&lt;br /&gt;they(d 6 women)&lt;br /&gt;said dat 1 of us have&lt;br /&gt;2 order 1st..&lt;br /&gt;so we can book d seats..&lt;br /&gt;i said:&lt;br /&gt;then go n order larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st on d way here..&lt;br /&gt;i tot 2 myself&lt;br /&gt;dat i wan 2 eat french&lt;br /&gt;fries onli...&lt;br /&gt;but my mood like shit..&lt;br /&gt;so i juz blurted it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i turned away...&lt;br /&gt;n saw macs..&lt;br /&gt;i told shi yuan&lt;br /&gt;dat i wanted&lt;br /&gt;2 go but sumtink&lt;br /&gt;at macs..&lt;br /&gt;shi yuan wanted&lt;br /&gt;2 accompany me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought&lt;br /&gt;strawberry milkshake..&lt;br /&gt;then i n shi yuan&lt;br /&gt;went back..&lt;br /&gt;saw dat d gerls&lt;br /&gt;oredi got their&lt;br /&gt;seats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz drank&lt;br /&gt;my drink&lt;br /&gt;n said nothing..&lt;br /&gt;it was abt 2plus&lt;br /&gt;i tink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went&lt;br /&gt;library..&lt;br /&gt;then it was&lt;br /&gt;4 plus then&lt;br /&gt;they ate some food&lt;br /&gt;from d&lt;br /&gt;vending machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went&lt;br /&gt;je entertainment&lt;br /&gt;centre..&lt;br /&gt;went arcade...&lt;br /&gt;then walk around..&lt;br /&gt;then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i juz reached&lt;br /&gt;home..&lt;br /&gt;going 2 change my&lt;br /&gt;blog add..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no 1 will noe..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;onli my pri&lt;br /&gt;sch frens noe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-9099327312207018067?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/9099327312207018067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=9099327312207018067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/9099327312207018067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/9099327312207018067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/trainingje-library.html' title='TRAINING/JE LIBRARY'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7092718547555000953</id><published>2007-09-06T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T18:21:18.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED..BORED..BORED...</title><content type='html'>yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;kinda bored..&lt;br /&gt;i read csi book..&lt;br /&gt;finally got 2 finish&lt;br /&gt;a thick book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much&lt;br /&gt;happened..&lt;br /&gt;doing maths..&lt;br /&gt;searching 4 french&lt;br /&gt;curve...&lt;br /&gt;cudn't find it..&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tv...&lt;br /&gt;at 1am..i slept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae..&lt;br /&gt;woke up..&lt;br /&gt;quite sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;listened 2 my mp3...&lt;br /&gt;missed my&lt;br /&gt;lighter a lot..&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;nvm..&lt;br /&gt;i muz endure...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;juz a few daes&lt;br /&gt;left..&lt;br /&gt;then it is time 2 study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 end-of-year..&lt;br /&gt;i m scared&lt;br /&gt;dat i may not&lt;br /&gt;b able 2 focus..&lt;br /&gt;coz many things&lt;br /&gt;have been happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T&lt;br /&gt;THEY JUZ LEAVE&lt;br /&gt;ME ALONE???&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT THEIR&lt;br /&gt;BUSINESS..&lt;br /&gt;IF THEY WAN 2 HELP...&lt;br /&gt;OK..FINE..&lt;br /&gt;PLS LEAVE ME&lt;br /&gt;ALONE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my blog..&lt;br /&gt;i can sae wateva&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 sae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..yea..&lt;br /&gt;ate nasi lemak&lt;br /&gt;4 dinner...&lt;br /&gt;can't throw away&lt;br /&gt;d food since&lt;br /&gt;my mum is&lt;br /&gt;lying on&lt;br /&gt;d floor&lt;br /&gt;watching tv bside me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;i was&lt;br /&gt;bloody full..&lt;br /&gt;felt like my stomach&lt;br /&gt;going 2 explode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum&lt;br /&gt;went toilet..&lt;br /&gt;i quickly throw away d food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched tv...&lt;br /&gt;i searched&lt;br /&gt;4 my french curve..&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched&lt;br /&gt;tv...&lt;br /&gt;although i have&lt;br /&gt;watched d movie&lt;br /&gt;called "d mighty ducks",&lt;br /&gt;i still watch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can even rmb&lt;br /&gt;some sentences&lt;br /&gt;said my some characters...&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;goin 2 sleep late&lt;br /&gt;although there is gonna&lt;br /&gt;b cca training tmr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7092718547555000953?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7092718547555000953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7092718547555000953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7092718547555000953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7092718547555000953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/boredboredbored.html' title='BORED..BORED..BORED...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6673549125969790502</id><published>2007-09-05T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:42.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEME:GRIM REAPER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Rkq4u6oI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NZYGpcjKGRo/s1600-h/grim+reaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106608717914106498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Rkq4u6oI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NZYGpcjKGRo/s200/grim+reaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur days r numbered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIK4u6iI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1LAyrnTwo-o/s1600-h/grim+reaper+mystery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106608228287834658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIK4u6iI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1LAyrnTwo-o/s200/grim+reaper+mystery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIa4u6jI/AAAAAAAAAME/2mvPuVoBpjo/s1600-h/grim+reaper+faceless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106608232582801970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIa4u6jI/AAAAAAAAAME/2mvPuVoBpjo/s200/grim+reaper+faceless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dun recognize me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIa4u6kI/AAAAAAAAAMM/H6Ek3VNVRbk/s1600-h/grim+reaper10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106608232582801986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIa4u6kI/AAAAAAAAAMM/H6Ek3VNVRbk/s200/grim+reaper10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz waiting 4 d&lt;br /&gt;right moment 2 come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIa4u6lI/AAAAAAAAAMU/najTzGXIpmM/s1600-h/grim+reaper8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106608232582802002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIa4u6lI/AAAAAAAAAMU/najTzGXIpmM/s200/grim+reaper8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall make&lt;br /&gt;u rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIq4u6mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/dvea9vVufwE/s1600-h/grim+reaper3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106608236877769314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5RIq4u6mI/AAAAAAAAAMc/dvea9vVufwE/s200/grim+reaper3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz warming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qca4u6dI/AAAAAAAAALU/KRPV21aefBE/s1600-h/grim+reaper5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106607476668557778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qca4u6dI/AAAAAAAAALU/KRPV21aefBE/s200/grim+reaper5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mercy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qcq4u6eI/AAAAAAAAALc/E6qtKkLnLU0/s1600-h/grim+reaper12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106607480963525090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qcq4u6eI/AAAAAAAAALc/E6qtKkLnLU0/s200/grim+reaper12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun nid 2 thank&lt;br /&gt;me..it's my job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qcq4u6fI/AAAAAAAAALk/zLpQgMDxvxs/s1600-h/grim+reaper4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106607480963525106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qcq4u6fI/AAAAAAAAALk/zLpQgMDxvxs/s200/grim+reaper4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz u wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qc64u6gI/AAAAAAAAALs/LMq77-2qCrg/s1600-h/grim+reaper7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106607485258492418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qc64u6gI/AAAAAAAAALs/LMq77-2qCrg/s200/grim+reaper7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's juz a drawing..&lt;br /&gt;no nid 2 b scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qc64u6hI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gDF4fmoWQ9o/s1600-h/grim+reaper+scary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106607485258492434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Qc64u6hI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gDF4fmoWQ9o/s200/grim+reaper+scary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun worry..&lt;br /&gt;i m experienced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5QDq4u6YI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1E9CQ2VYcew/s1600-h/grim+reaper+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106607051466795394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5QDq4u6YI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1E9CQ2VYcew/s200/grim+reaper+book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat's my name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5QDq4u6ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UW2cWYukX58/s1600-h/grim+reaper+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106607051466795410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5QDq4u6ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UW2cWYukX58/s200/grim+reaper+red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i see is red..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6673549125969790502?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/6673549125969790502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=6673549125969790502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6673549125969790502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6673549125969790502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/themegrim-reaper.html' title='THEME:GRIM REAPER'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Rkq4u6oI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NZYGpcjKGRo/s72-c/grim+reaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7707208194846554706</id><published>2007-09-05T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:44.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5CuK4u6JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eYRi7SRdYlU/s1600-h/Joanne+ma"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106592388448446610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5CuK4u6JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eYRi7SRdYlU/s200/Joanne+ma%27am.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joanne ma'am playing d drum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Cuq4u6LI/AAAAAAAAAJE/li6x1o76J3k/s1600-h/mardi+n+sy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106592397038381234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Cuq4u6LI/AAAAAAAAAJE/li6x1o76J3k/s200/mardi+n+sy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mardi n shi yuan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dancing 2 d beat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Cuq4u6KI/AAAAAAAAAI8/X_BVubM8WT0/s1600-h/mardi+n+guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106592397038381218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Cuq4u6KI/AAAAAAAAAI8/X_BVubM8WT0/s200/mardi+n+guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rockstar mardi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5CvK4u6NI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jl9nNbKvE3Y/s1600-h/stitch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106592405628315858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5CvK4u6NI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jl9nNbKvE3Y/s200/stitch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stitch in d package..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Cu64u6MI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MSEdXyuPwfI/s1600-h/my+necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106592401333348546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5Cu64u6MI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MSEdXyuPwfI/s200/my+necklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a necklace..given &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by sum1..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GJa4u6OI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zOo6tTYiN78/s1600-h/choc+n+frens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106596155134765282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GJa4u6OI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zOo6tTYiN78/s200/choc+n+frens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's us share d choc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GJ64u6PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/9N_xDwR6XPc/s1600-h/frens+4eva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106596163724699890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GJ64u6PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/9N_xDwR6XPc/s200/frens+4eva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are so UNITED..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GKK4u6QI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PBinCAQiuX8/s1600-h/gud+frens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106596168019667202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GKK4u6QI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PBinCAQiuX8/s200/gud+frens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's share secrets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GKq4u6SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h7pU9Gq3utE/s1600-h/stitch+n+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106596176609601826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GKq4u6SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h7pU9Gq3utE/s200/stitch+n+bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GKa4u6RI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/A37LZclvz0w/s1600-h/stitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's play hide-and-seek..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GKa4u6RI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/A37LZclvz0w/s1600-h/stitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106596172314634514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5GKa4u6RI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/A37LZclvz0w/s200/stitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah-ha..i found u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7707208194846554706?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7707208194846554706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7707208194846554706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7707208194846554706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7707208194846554706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/pics_04.html' title='PICS..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rt5CuK4u6JI/AAAAAAAAAI0/eYRi7SRdYlU/s72-c/Joanne+ma%27am.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8013621393214417164</id><published>2007-09-04T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:35:55.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS MY LIGHTER...</title><content type='html'>i miss&lt;br /&gt;flicking my lighter..&lt;br /&gt;i miss&lt;br /&gt;burning things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat am i going&lt;br /&gt;2 do in dis boring&lt;br /&gt;holidae??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m alwaes&lt;br /&gt;home alone...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;nothing to play&lt;br /&gt;wif...&lt;br /&gt;n juz reading books...&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mondae(3/9)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had prefect meeting..&lt;br /&gt;had to decorate&lt;br /&gt;d board..&lt;br /&gt;left at 1pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my&lt;br /&gt;primary school&lt;br /&gt;friend, suliana...&lt;br /&gt;at her void deck...&lt;br /&gt;i joined her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted...&lt;br /&gt;she was smoking...&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her&lt;br /&gt;if she has a lighter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave it to me...&lt;br /&gt;n i kinda played wif it...&lt;br /&gt;then she asked&lt;br /&gt;if i wanted 2 smoke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rejected it&lt;br /&gt;although i&lt;br /&gt;felt like smoking..&lt;br /&gt;i mean curiosity..&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining..&lt;br /&gt;i waited 4 d rain&lt;br /&gt;2 subside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home..&lt;br /&gt;suliana's home&lt;br /&gt;is near my home...&lt;br /&gt;i alwaes&lt;br /&gt;walked past her&lt;br /&gt;house everytime&lt;br /&gt;i walked to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;holidaes can b boring...&lt;br /&gt;but i m glad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dat i didin't&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;get 2 see dat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;stupid face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i ate 2 panda bearsnacks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 lunch... &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesdae(4/9)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;i had a&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTMARE&lt;br /&gt;abt 'him'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dunno who im&lt;br /&gt;talkin' abt?&lt;br /&gt;check d '&lt;strong&gt;about&lt;/strong&gt;' sect...&lt;br /&gt;see who i hate...&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt&lt;br /&gt;dat i saw him&lt;br /&gt;lying on&lt;br /&gt;d floor..&lt;br /&gt;dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a pool of blood...&lt;br /&gt;but i can't rmb&lt;br /&gt;if it was me&lt;br /&gt;who killed him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i oso dunno&lt;br /&gt;wat happened&lt;br /&gt;n suddenly&lt;br /&gt;d counsellor&lt;br /&gt;came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was laughing&lt;br /&gt;like a witch...&lt;br /&gt;omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i 4got&lt;br /&gt;wat happened...&lt;br /&gt;i woke up&lt;br /&gt;coz my phone&lt;br /&gt;was ringing...&lt;br /&gt;i had set an&lt;br /&gt;alarm clock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae i m&lt;br /&gt;goin 2 suntec...&lt;br /&gt;wif mardi, shi yuan&lt;br /&gt;n others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st&lt;br /&gt;i felt like&lt;br /&gt;not going&lt;br /&gt;since siti&lt;br /&gt;can't go...&lt;br /&gt;but i went aniwae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to suntec&lt;br /&gt;by mrt..&lt;br /&gt;thruout d whole&lt;br /&gt;journey,&lt;br /&gt;i was quiet..&lt;br /&gt;dunno y..&lt;br /&gt;juz dun feel like&lt;br /&gt;talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i listened 2&lt;br /&gt;my mp3...&lt;br /&gt;then we reached&lt;br /&gt;our destination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked...&lt;br /&gt;n walked...&lt;br /&gt;then we decided&lt;br /&gt;2 have lunch 1st...&lt;br /&gt;we decided 2 eat&lt;br /&gt;at Pizza Hut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we forked out&lt;br /&gt;$9 each...&lt;br /&gt;i was very full...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked&lt;br /&gt;around..&lt;br /&gt;went to several shops...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to arcade...&lt;br /&gt;i spent $8 on d games...&lt;br /&gt;all dat is left is $1...&lt;br /&gt;haha..im broke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back&lt;br /&gt;2 d mrt station...&lt;br /&gt;on d way back..&lt;br /&gt;saw jovin n jin wei...&lt;br /&gt;well..they r couples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went 2&lt;br /&gt;jurong point...&lt;br /&gt;it was going 2 b 6pm..&lt;br /&gt;went 2 macs..&lt;br /&gt;ate ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;left wif $0.40...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum&lt;br /&gt;called..&lt;br /&gt;as if i was oredi going&lt;br /&gt;home coz she was&lt;br /&gt;oredi goin home&lt;br /&gt;frm work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told my frens&lt;br /&gt;i got 2 go..&lt;br /&gt;xiangyi ma'am&lt;br /&gt;gave me a stitch stuff toy..&lt;br /&gt;on behalf of other ma'ams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THANK YOU MA'AMS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my mum...&lt;br /&gt;went home wif her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum bought&lt;br /&gt;nasi lemak..&lt;br /&gt;i had my bath&lt;br /&gt;1st b4 my mum..&lt;br /&gt;so i ate d nasi lemak&lt;br /&gt;when my mum was bathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was still&lt;br /&gt;full...&lt;br /&gt;i put some rice&lt;br /&gt;2 my mum's...&lt;br /&gt;then i ate..&lt;br /&gt;but i still can't finish it..&lt;br /&gt;so i wrapped&lt;br /&gt;it up...&lt;br /&gt;n threw it away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tv...&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired..&lt;br /&gt;read my book...&lt;br /&gt;then i watched tv again...&lt;br /&gt;watched csi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i listened&lt;br /&gt;2 my mp3...&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;my father&lt;br /&gt;thought i had oredi&lt;br /&gt;slept...&lt;br /&gt;he switched off&lt;br /&gt;d tv n lights...&lt;br /&gt;then went 2 sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i acted as if&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;but i cudn't sleep yet..&lt;br /&gt;so i juz close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;n listened 2 d songs..&lt;br /&gt;n sang it in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at around 1am&lt;br /&gt;i tink..&lt;br /&gt;i slept..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8013621393214417164?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8013621393214417164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8013621393214417164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8013621393214417164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8013621393214417164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/miss-my-lighter.html' title='MISS MY LIGHTER...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-1169822769979692170</id><published>2007-09-03T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:46.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE PICS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2tK4u57I/AAAAAAAAAGw/n2e-TzsJJEg/s1600-h/prefects.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105875489687267250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2tK4u57I/AAAAAAAAAGw/n2e-TzsJJEg/s200/prefects.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they built wall of china...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2tK4u58I/AAAAAAAAAG4/kjrVLGBoVO0/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105875489687267266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2tK4u58I/AAAAAAAAAG4/kjrVLGBoVO0/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet couples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2ta4u59I/AAAAAAAAAHA/i-guApqBBsM/s1600-h/dyan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105875493982234578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2ta4u59I/AAAAAAAAAHA/i-guApqBBsM/s200/dyan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stare wat stare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2ta4u5-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/OOBeanwllMw/s1600-h/my+frens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105875493982234594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2ta4u5-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/OOBeanwllMw/s200/my+frens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d three sistas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2tq4u5_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NGEtQm7SK7M/s1600-h/ms+chan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105875498277201906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2tq4u5_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NGEtQm7SK7M/s200/ms+chan%27s+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..wat d hell happened&lt;br /&gt;2 this poor desk?haha..&lt;br /&gt;guess whose desk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1169822769979692170?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1169822769979692170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1169822769979692170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1169822769979692170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1169822769979692170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-pics.html' title='MORE PICS...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu2tK4u57I/AAAAAAAAAGw/n2e-TzsJJEg/s72-c/prefects.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-2446527130691865800</id><published>2007-09-03T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:47.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5mK4u6AI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tK4jbGDU2DI/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105878667963066370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5mK4u6AI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tK4jbGDU2DI/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cute niece&lt;br /&gt;wif her teddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5mK4u6BI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vSAaEXMu1cQ/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105878667963066386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5mK4u6BI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vSAaEXMu1cQ/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prefectorial notice&lt;br /&gt;board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5ma4u6CI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nIbS3a0YTLI/s1600-h/Totoro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105878672258033698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5ma4u6CI/AAAAAAAAAHo/nIbS3a0YTLI/s200/Totoro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totoro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5mq4u6DI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dd2SyjcB3yg/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105878676553001010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5mq4u6DI/AAAAAAAAAHw/dd2SyjcB3yg/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz tell me..i'll burn it 4 u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtuzaK4u53I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6EbUpWZqdFI/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105871864734869362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="166" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtuzaK4u53I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6EbUpWZqdFI/s320/Image002.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtuzaq4u56I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Z6My6jeGXIE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105871873324804002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="125" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtuzaq4u56I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Z6My6jeGXIE/s320/Image001.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz pinched it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtuzaa4u54I/AAAAAAAAAGY/RCGBOy5IH_Q/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105871869029836674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtuzaa4u54I/AAAAAAAAAGY/RCGBOy5IH_Q/s320/Image007.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d next dae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtuzaa4u55I/AAAAAAAAAGg/VVRf6vWy-7Q/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105871869029836690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="134" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtuzaa4u55I/AAAAAAAAAGg/VVRf6vWy-7Q/s320/Image005.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtuzaq4u56I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Z6My6jeGXIE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not pain...&lt;br /&gt;juz blue-black...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2446527130691865800?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/2446527130691865800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=2446527130691865800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2446527130691865800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2446527130691865800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/pics.html' title='PICS..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtu5mK4u6AI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tK4jbGDU2DI/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5561348250671814111</id><published>2007-09-03T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:17:22.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>saturdae(1/9)&lt;br /&gt;damn bored..&lt;br /&gt;went 2 library&lt;br /&gt;wif bro n father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrowed&lt;br /&gt;6 books...&lt;br /&gt;all csi..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;i m so crazy abt csi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went my aunt's&lt;br /&gt;house..&lt;br /&gt;coz she wanted&lt;br /&gt;2 give us mee soto&lt;br /&gt;dat she had cooked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home..&lt;br /&gt;read d a book...&lt;br /&gt;then watched tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was arnd&lt;br /&gt;2am...&lt;br /&gt;then i slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundae(2/9)&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;i read&lt;br /&gt;a csi book&lt;br /&gt;in my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played&lt;br /&gt;UNREAL TOURNAMENT&lt;br /&gt;wif my bro..&lt;br /&gt;a lot of killing...&lt;br /&gt;it was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won n lost&lt;br /&gt;some matches..&lt;br /&gt;then i watched csi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched&lt;br /&gt;my bro played&lt;br /&gt;RED ALERT...&lt;br /&gt;while reading&lt;br /&gt;a book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw&lt;br /&gt;my old school&lt;br /&gt;bag in hall...&lt;br /&gt;i asked my father..&lt;br /&gt;told me&lt;br /&gt;he wanted 2 throw it&lt;br /&gt;away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very angry..&lt;br /&gt;i became quiet...&lt;br /&gt;when my father&lt;br /&gt;was in d toilet..&lt;br /&gt;i pinched myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was angry...&lt;br /&gt;i cried a bit...&lt;br /&gt;now it has&lt;br /&gt;become a bit blue black...&lt;br /&gt;but luckily&lt;br /&gt;nobody spotted it..&lt;br /&gt;coz it is well hidden&lt;br /&gt;in my sleeve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my bag...&lt;br /&gt;why didn't he&lt;br /&gt;ask me if i want it or not...&lt;br /&gt;he still said dat he had&lt;br /&gt;tore d bag..&lt;br /&gt;how can he intrude&lt;br /&gt;my things&lt;br /&gt;n juz throw&lt;br /&gt;whenever he likes&lt;br /&gt;without my permission???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never throw&lt;br /&gt;his things away...&lt;br /&gt;the bag can still&lt;br /&gt;be used..&lt;br /&gt;it is juz dirty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my father&lt;br /&gt;came..&lt;br /&gt;i was watching tv...&lt;br /&gt;then he asked me&lt;br /&gt;if i still wan d bag...&lt;br /&gt;i juz nodded to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in d morning..&lt;br /&gt;my mother&lt;br /&gt;talked to me nicely..&lt;br /&gt;she told me&lt;br /&gt;to wash d plates&lt;br /&gt;no matter&lt;br /&gt;who had used it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was kinda&lt;br /&gt;pointing at father...&lt;br /&gt;i knew mayb&lt;br /&gt;father had talked&lt;br /&gt;2 mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean they(my father n bro)&lt;br /&gt;have hands...&lt;br /&gt;n r not paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;or their hands&lt;br /&gt;aren't amputated...&lt;br /&gt;is it so difficult&lt;br /&gt;2 wash d plates???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they r juz lazy bums...&lt;br /&gt;call themselves men...&lt;br /&gt;no wonder&lt;br /&gt;my father is&lt;br /&gt;damn fat...&lt;br /&gt;all he does&lt;br /&gt;is eat n sleep&lt;br /&gt;when he is&lt;br /&gt;at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro...&lt;br /&gt;alwaes play&lt;br /&gt;either ps2&lt;br /&gt;or computer games...&lt;br /&gt;when he came home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother&lt;br /&gt;won't b home till&lt;br /&gt;arnd 10om...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining...&lt;br /&gt;then mum&lt;br /&gt;called...&lt;br /&gt;asked if it is raining...&lt;br /&gt;then talked 2 father...&lt;br /&gt;then after a few minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum called again...&lt;br /&gt;then my father like scold her&lt;br /&gt;said "why never call earlier?"&lt;br /&gt;sumtink like dat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it...&lt;br /&gt;i hate when father&lt;br /&gt;scold mum like dat...&lt;br /&gt;it is as if he is alwaes rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate adults..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan 2 b an adult..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan 2 b a teenager..&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 b a baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz a baby juz cry n smile&lt;br /&gt;n doesn't stress out&lt;br /&gt;if there r any problems...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5561348250671814111?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5561348250671814111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5561348250671814111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5561348250671814111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5561348250671814111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/09/thursdae308-after-sch.html' title='WEEKEND'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8258746192688329795</id><published>2007-08-31T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURE PERFECT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtei264u51I/AAAAAAAAAGA/nDYQ6dVYtdo/s1600-h/hades3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104727767051593554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="158" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtei264u51I/AAAAAAAAAGA/nDYQ6dVYtdo/s320/hades3.bmp" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Isn't it nice??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is how i felt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8258746192688329795?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8258746192688329795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8258746192688329795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8258746192688329795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8258746192688329795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/masterpiece.html' title='PICTURE PERFECT...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtei264u51I/AAAAAAAAAGA/nDYQ6dVYtdo/s72-c/hades3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-1068878046116005131</id><published>2007-08-31T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:50.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HADES FIRE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJK4u5wI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MasXvyNjIj4/s1600-h/hades5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726981072578306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJK4u5wI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MasXvyNjIj4/s200/hades5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJa4u5xI/AAAAAAAAAFg/G82b2wA559k/s1600-h/hades6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726985367545618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJa4u5xI/AAAAAAAAAFg/G82b2wA559k/s200/hades6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJa4u5yI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OwGcA71e6Kw/s1600-h/hades7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726985367545634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJa4u5yI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OwGcA71e6Kw/s200/hades7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJa4u5zI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MiDd2_Vi5as/s1600-h/hades+fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726985367545650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJa4u5zI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MiDd2_Vi5as/s200/hades+fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades Fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJq4u50I/AAAAAAAAAF4/1i08X90U5-o/s1600-h/hades"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726989662512962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJq4u50I/AAAAAAAAAF4/1i08X90U5-o/s200/hades%27+sis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtehaq4u5rI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Hi2Vib27ujk/s1600-h/cerberus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726182208661170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtehaq4u5rI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Hi2Vib27ujk/s200/cerberus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerberus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtehaq4u5tI/AAAAAAAAAFA/strv7K6k2CM/s1600-h/hades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726182208661202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtehaq4u5tI/AAAAAAAAAFA/strv7K6k2CM/s200/hades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rteha64u5uI/AAAAAAAAAFI/m62nTBBTvL4/s1600-h/hades2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726186503628514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rteha64u5uI/AAAAAAAAAFI/m62nTBBTvL4/s200/hades2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtehaq4u5sI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lP4NJAtzmeA/s1600-h/flames+of+hades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726182208661186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtehaq4u5sI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lP4NJAtzmeA/s200/flames+of+hades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flames of Hades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rteha64u5vI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w1Cazs9SeEs/s1600-h/hades4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104726186503628530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rteha64u5vI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w1Cazs9SeEs/s200/hades4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hades?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1068878046116005131?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1068878046116005131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1068878046116005131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1068878046116005131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1068878046116005131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/hades-fire.html' title='HADES FIRE..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RteiJK4u5wI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MasXvyNjIj4/s72-c/hades5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-911459354673930492</id><published>2007-08-31T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:51.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef3q4u5mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BL0j8MeOTtQ/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104724481401611874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef3q4u5mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BL0j8MeOTtQ/s200/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm juz a girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef3q4u5nI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oKG5T0NBvM8/s1600-h/graffti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104724481401611890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef3q4u5nI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oKG5T0NBvM8/s200/graffti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in places&lt;br /&gt;with names but not&lt;br /&gt;faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef3q4u5oI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lFQVdOtff8w/s1600-h/Ironic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104724481401611906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef3q4u5oI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lFQVdOtff8w/s200/Ironic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word is&lt;br /&gt;ironic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef364u5pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BifK153Wscw/s1600-h/Pontianak+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104724485696579218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef364u5pI/AAAAAAAAAEg/BifK153Wscw/s200/Pontianak+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef364u5qI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fWUs_QvFGFA/s1600-h/RelaxInPeace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104724485696579234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef364u5qI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fWUs_QvFGFA/s200/RelaxInPeace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna piece of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-911459354673930492?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/911459354673930492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=911459354673930492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/911459354673930492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/911459354673930492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics_30.html' title='PICS...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rtef3q4u5mI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BL0j8MeOTtQ/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-1779864291685602017</id><published>2007-08-31T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T12:29:01.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID FUCKING BLOODY ASSHOLE SHIT!!</title><content type='html'>so..&lt;br /&gt;i continue&lt;br /&gt;from last post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came back&lt;br /&gt;to class..&lt;br /&gt;it was sci lesson..&lt;br /&gt;mardi told me&lt;br /&gt;dat he said&lt;br /&gt;2 d class&lt;br /&gt;dat sum1 in&lt;br /&gt;class had been&lt;br /&gt;caught red-handed&lt;br /&gt;burning things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao..&lt;br /&gt;i very angry...&lt;br /&gt;i cried in class..&lt;br /&gt;i cried quietly..&lt;br /&gt;my eyes n nose&lt;br /&gt;muz have been red&lt;br /&gt;coz mardi realized it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't answer&lt;br /&gt;her when she&lt;br /&gt;asked me wat happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dat nite..&lt;br /&gt;i was watching&lt;br /&gt;tv..i saw my mum&lt;br /&gt;went into my room...&lt;br /&gt;i heard drawers&lt;br /&gt;being opened n closed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still act as&lt;br /&gt;if nothing was happening..&lt;br /&gt;mayb she was searching&lt;br /&gt;if there r any lighters..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1779864291685602017?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1779864291685602017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1779864291685602017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1779864291685602017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1779864291685602017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/stupid-fucking-bloody-asshole-shit.html' title='STUPID FUCKING BLOODY ASSHOLE SHIT!!'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-385079539778268955</id><published>2007-08-29T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T11:19:32.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I M DOOMED...</title><content type='html'>dis morning...&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;my mother woke&lt;br /&gt;me up...&lt;br /&gt;asked where&lt;br /&gt;my prefect badge was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me&lt;br /&gt;she cudn't find it...&lt;br /&gt;since she&lt;br /&gt;oredi ransacked my bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very surprisingly...&lt;br /&gt;of all days...&lt;br /&gt;she changed&lt;br /&gt;d school bag 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still in a daze...&lt;br /&gt;then i rmb sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;i had put a box&lt;br /&gt;of lighters in my bag...&lt;br /&gt;coz i 4got 2 leave it&lt;br /&gt;in class&lt;br /&gt;as i was in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i didn't dare&lt;br /&gt;ask her abt d box...&lt;br /&gt;i juz act&lt;br /&gt;as if i m happy...&lt;br /&gt;n even laugh a lot&lt;br /&gt;over small matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked 2 her&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot...&lt;br /&gt;asked her abt her work&lt;br /&gt;n stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily she never&lt;br /&gt;talked abt d box...&lt;br /&gt;when i reached sch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked my bag...&lt;br /&gt;no box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i m doomed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat means she knew&lt;br /&gt;it 4 sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;wah...&lt;br /&gt;i felt horrible...&lt;br /&gt;but i still&lt;br /&gt;have an extra lighter...&lt;br /&gt;gonna keep it&lt;br /&gt;carefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had history...&lt;br /&gt;quite ok...&lt;br /&gt;had art..&lt;br /&gt;it sux...&lt;br /&gt;mdm leong&lt;br /&gt;accused us of not&lt;br /&gt;greeting her...&lt;br /&gt;then she called for&lt;br /&gt;mr. go...&lt;br /&gt;he lectured on n on...&lt;br /&gt;i got bored..&lt;br /&gt;so i read d newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was recess...&lt;br /&gt;i cut some things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now at com lab..&lt;br /&gt;watching totoro...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not watching...&lt;br /&gt;coz not interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post later&lt;br /&gt;at nite..&lt;br /&gt;or tml..&lt;br /&gt;if i hav d time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i know...&lt;br /&gt;i m doomed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-385079539778268955?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/385079539778268955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=385079539778268955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/385079539778268955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/385079539778268955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-m-doomed.html' title='I M DOOMED...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-4774878194723294303</id><published>2007-08-28T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:53.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQiX64u5iI/AAAAAAAAADo/gwsIzrpT-6M/s1600-h/Jun+tong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103742072057161250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQiX64u5iI/AAAAAAAAADo/gwsIzrpT-6M/s200/Jun+tong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jun tong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQia64u5jI/AAAAAAAAADw/BIxNPDEsta0/s1600-h/MY+HAND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103742123596768818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQia64u5jI/AAAAAAAAADw/BIxNPDEsta0/s200/MY+HAND.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hand..dunno wat happen...&lt;br /&gt;a bit pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQib64u5kI/AAAAAAAAAD4/G5nGb-ithjo/s1600-h/RENON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103742140776638018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQib64u5kI/AAAAAAAAAD4/G5nGb-ithjo/s200/RENON.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renon..my bro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQicq4u5lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/m3wCtgf1iaw/s1600-h/SU+YING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103742153661539922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQicq4u5lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/m3wCtgf1iaw/s200/SU+YING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;su ying reading comic book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQhnq4u5dI/AAAAAAAAADA/KPaU4v0uHf8/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103741243128473042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQhnq4u5dI/AAAAAAAAADA/KPaU4v0uHf8/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi n siti..doing backdrop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQhn64u5eI/AAAAAAAAADI/uAaeAA9ncT8/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103741247423440354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQhn64u5eI/AAAAAAAAADI/uAaeAA9ncT8/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer ball..bored..so i juz take..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQhoK4u5fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wfx5k8_2kS4/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103741251718407666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQhoK4u5fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wfx5k8_2kS4/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng hoong..reading book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQho64u5hI/AAAAAAAAADg/OsIKuHinW-A/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103741264603309586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQho64u5hI/AAAAAAAAADg/OsIKuHinW-A/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clinic..looks haunted..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-4774878194723294303?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/4774878194723294303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=4774878194723294303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/4774878194723294303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/4774878194723294303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics_28.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RtQiX64u5iI/AAAAAAAAADo/gwsIzrpT-6M/s72-c/Jun+tong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-319712452575027601</id><published>2007-08-24T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:55.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7o9q4u5bI/AAAAAAAAACw/qtQQfxDjGYY/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102271574039258546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7o9q4u5bI/AAAAAAAAACw/qtQQfxDjGYY/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;burnt paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7o-K4u5cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MyyfkON6gh4/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102271582629193154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7o-K4u5cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MyyfkON6gh4/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burnt paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7od64u5YI/AAAAAAAAACY/D8zIOBCotbI/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102271028578411906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7od64u5YI/AAAAAAAAACY/D8zIOBCotbI/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bdae cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7oeq4u5aI/AAAAAAAAACo/VpPRktvOMZA/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102271041463313826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7oeq4u5aI/AAAAAAAAACo/VpPRktvOMZA/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bdae cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7oeK4u5ZI/AAAAAAAAACg/Wp18KwuTstY/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102271032873379218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7oeK4u5ZI/AAAAAAAAACg/Wp18KwuTstY/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bdae cake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-319712452575027601?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/319712452575027601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=319712452575027601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/319712452575027601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/319712452575027601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics_24.html' title='PICS...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/Rs7o9q4u5bI/AAAAAAAAACw/qtQQfxDjGYY/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3098951515561602016</id><published>2007-08-21T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:55:52.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISAPPPOINTED..HATRED..</title><content type='html'>i changed my&lt;br /&gt;blog music&lt;br /&gt;background..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 2dae was..&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but kinda bad mood...&lt;br /&gt;n sad mix with anger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz now in d morning...&lt;br /&gt;on d way 2 sch...&lt;br /&gt;my father asked me&lt;br /&gt;if i had gotten any test results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remember&lt;br /&gt;abt my sci...&lt;br /&gt;i told my parents...&lt;br /&gt;my father said :ok..not bad...&lt;br /&gt;my mum said in malay:&lt;br /&gt;dat's not good...&lt;br /&gt;75 n above lah..."&lt;br /&gt;she sounded disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;i juz looked down...&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting like...&lt;br /&gt;"it's ok..try harder&lt;br /&gt;next tyme"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't...&lt;br /&gt;previously..&lt;br /&gt;when i got 75 n above&lt;br /&gt;in any subject...&lt;br /&gt;she didn't sae anitink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i myself am disappointed&lt;br /&gt;in her...&lt;br /&gt;cme lesson..&lt;br /&gt;i slept n cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was AE..&lt;br /&gt;onli d chinese teacher..&lt;br /&gt;he asked me 2 stand up...&lt;br /&gt;in chinese..&lt;br /&gt;then in english..&lt;br /&gt;i juz stared at him..&lt;br /&gt;when he was asking&lt;br /&gt;d others...&lt;br /&gt;i stood up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone in class&lt;br /&gt;didn't wear pe attire..&lt;br /&gt;well, almost...&lt;br /&gt;3 boys which r so loyal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess..&lt;br /&gt;cried again...&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sci...&lt;br /&gt;hate mr yew...&lt;br /&gt;very sleepy thru out&lt;br /&gt;d lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm econs...&lt;br /&gt;wah...&lt;br /&gt;very wat...&lt;br /&gt;ms lai keep scolding...&lt;br /&gt;she sae which teacher&lt;br /&gt;wud we find in dis&lt;br /&gt;sch 2 teach us abt values&lt;br /&gt;such as honesty,attitude lah..&lt;br /&gt;n others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate TUESDAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;d most hated subject:&lt;br /&gt;AE n Hm Econs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most hated teachers:&lt;br /&gt;(in increasing order&lt;br /&gt;of anger)&lt;br /&gt;mr chong king ching,&lt;br /&gt;ms lai hung lan,&lt;br /&gt;mdm leong&lt;br /&gt;mr clement yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel terrible rite now..&lt;br /&gt;very sad..&lt;br /&gt;felt insulted..&lt;br /&gt;felt humiliated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wat 2 do???&lt;br /&gt;ppl wan 2 help me..&lt;br /&gt;but they have&lt;br /&gt;their own lives...&lt;br /&gt;so dun bother abt me..&lt;br /&gt;i won't burden any1...&lt;br /&gt;i tink..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3098951515561602016?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3098951515561602016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3098951515561602016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3098951515561602016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3098951515561602016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/disapppointedhatred.html' title='DISAPPPOINTED..HATRED..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8267360881518375572</id><published>2007-08-20T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T19:23:49.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d sleepy mondae</title><content type='html'>oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;felt bad...&lt;br /&gt;coz i had promised&lt;br /&gt;father last week&lt;br /&gt;dat i wud b his cameraman...&lt;br /&gt;as he has a singing competition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since he won a trophy..&lt;br /&gt;consolation price...&lt;br /&gt;he has been desperately&lt;br /&gt;entering competitions..&lt;br /&gt;he really like 2 sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't finish my hmwk&lt;br /&gt;yet...&lt;br /&gt;so my bro tald my father..&lt;br /&gt;dat i cnt make it...&lt;br /&gt;i asked my bro wat father said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me father sound&lt;br /&gt;disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;shit lah...&lt;br /&gt;once again..&lt;br /&gt;i blame myself..&lt;br /&gt;4 being such a disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;useless&lt;br /&gt;helpless..&lt;br /&gt;heartless...&lt;br /&gt;daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae..&lt;br /&gt;kinda sad...&lt;br /&gt;my bro has to&lt;br /&gt;report to his unit&lt;br /&gt;2dae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school..&lt;br /&gt;very bored..&lt;br /&gt;then bell rang..&lt;br /&gt;reading period..&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;while acting as&lt;br /&gt;if i was reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was EL...&lt;br /&gt;then it was SCI...&lt;br /&gt;hate mr yew...&lt;br /&gt;act cute lah him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;i got 35/50...&lt;br /&gt;d marks r decreasing..&lt;br /&gt;kinda make me happy&lt;br /&gt;when it decreases...&lt;br /&gt;but felt guilty&lt;br /&gt;when i told my parents&lt;br /&gt;abt my results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was MT...&lt;br /&gt;ms mardiana was kinda&lt;br /&gt;lame..&lt;br /&gt;then it was recess...&lt;br /&gt;again..&lt;br /&gt;i was happy dat i was&lt;br /&gt;alone in class..&lt;br /&gt;listened 2 songs..&lt;br /&gt;n kinda take a nap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't eat anitink...&lt;br /&gt;then after sch..&lt;br /&gt;went straight home...&lt;br /&gt;my mum was off 2dae...&lt;br /&gt;so if i stay in sch&lt;br /&gt;late, she wud&lt;br /&gt;ask me a lot of qns...&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home..&lt;br /&gt;rested 4 a while...&lt;br /&gt;my mum came home&lt;br /&gt;from dentist...&lt;br /&gt;she had bought lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;i watched a movie&lt;br /&gt;called 'The Condemned'&lt;br /&gt;n it was nice...&lt;br /&gt;then i did my homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;in her room...&lt;br /&gt;so i cried...&lt;br /&gt;but can't cry so loud...&lt;br /&gt;scared i wud wake her up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 2nite...&lt;br /&gt;im gonna watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;then sleep at 3am..&lt;br /&gt;coz i cannot sleep early..&lt;br /&gt;12 midnite is too early 4 me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much 2 add on...&lt;br /&gt;coz all dat has&lt;br /&gt;been happening&lt;br /&gt;r alwaes stored in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i onli sae some of&lt;br /&gt;them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8267360881518375572?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8267360881518375572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8267360881518375572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8267360881518375572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8267360881518375572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/d-sleepy-mondae.html' title='d sleepy mondae'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-597268349078622996</id><published>2007-08-19T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:56.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9a4u5UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LKcQ5wzwwaw/s1600-h/jigoku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424390209627458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9a4u5UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LKcQ5wzwwaw/s200/jigoku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;my fave anime idol:&lt;br /&gt;JIGOKU SHOUJO&lt;br /&gt;(GIRL FROM HELL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9q4u5WI/AAAAAAAAACI/JP3OpWnfvUs/s1600-h/HeroesSymbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424394504594786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9q4u5WI/AAAAAAAAACI/JP3OpWnfvUs/s200/HeroesSymbol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9q4u5VI/AAAAAAAAACA/bntwY9q3G-M/s1600-h/Red+cross+mascot.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEROES symbol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9q4u5VI/AAAAAAAAACA/bntwY9q3G-M/s1600-h/Red+cross+mascot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424394504594770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9q4u5VI/AAAAAAAAACA/bntwY9q3G-M/s200/Red+cross+mascot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED CROSS "mascot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshXuq4u5SI/AAAAAAAAABo/zhAU3sIofqs/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY964u5XI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BSJWQFE1ri0/s1600-h/LOVELY+cousins!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100424398799562098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY964u5XI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BSJWQFE1ri0/s200/LOVELY+cousins!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshXuq4u5SI/AAAAAAAAABo/zhAU3sIofqs/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshX564u5TI/AAAAAAAAABw/O7ldXn0X7TY/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from left):nurul,ira,mimi n me...&lt;br /&gt;we r cousins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshXuq4u5SI/AAAAAAAAABo/zhAU3sIofqs/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100423037294929186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshXuq4u5SI/AAAAAAAAABo/zhAU3sIofqs/s200/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshX564u5TI/AAAAAAAAABw/O7ldXn0X7TY/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red cross members...plz ignore&lt;br /&gt;d person far right in d pic..&lt;br /&gt;coz she had oredi died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshX564u5TI/AAAAAAAAABw/O7ldXn0X7TY/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100423230568457522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshX564u5TI/AAAAAAAAABw/O7ldXn0X7TY/s200/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red cross members...&lt;br /&gt;plz ignore d person far left&lt;br /&gt;of d pic...&lt;br /&gt;coz she had oredi died...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-597268349078622996?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/597268349078622996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=597268349078622996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/597268349078622996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/597268349078622996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics.html' title='pics...'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RshY9a4u5UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LKcQ5wzwwaw/s72-c/jigoku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6133594155042255281</id><published>2007-08-19T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T22:41:37.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TYPICAL DAYS..</title><content type='html'>yesterdae studied&lt;br /&gt;from 9pm to 3am...&lt;br /&gt;coz i fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;n nobody woke me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in d morning..&lt;br /&gt;walked 2 school..&lt;br /&gt;didn't talk much&lt;br /&gt;to my mum..&lt;br /&gt;she alwaes talk&lt;br /&gt;abt wat happen&lt;br /&gt;at her work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i juz listen...&lt;br /&gt;n sumtymes i dun..&lt;br /&gt;when she laughs,&lt;br /&gt;i laugh..&lt;br /&gt;although i dun&lt;br /&gt;really noe wat she juz said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached school...&lt;br /&gt;had science test...&lt;br /&gt;n again...&lt;br /&gt;i have no hope&lt;br /&gt;in my sci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my sci..&lt;br /&gt;wah..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying...&lt;br /&gt;i very angry&lt;br /&gt;with myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't...&lt;br /&gt;phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;after school...&lt;br /&gt;i ate burger onli...&lt;br /&gt;no appetite 2 eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then waited 4 kristie,&lt;br /&gt;huiling n cindy 2 eat...&lt;br /&gt;i waited 4 a while...&lt;br /&gt;then i went 2 class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very happy coz no 1&lt;br /&gt;was there...&lt;br /&gt;listen 2 songs..&lt;br /&gt;then i cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;it was 2pm..&lt;br /&gt;i stopped crying...&lt;br /&gt;i changed into my attire&lt;br /&gt;4 training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we kinda have&lt;br /&gt;an fac training...&lt;br /&gt;it was very short until&lt;br /&gt;4pm..&lt;br /&gt;coz some nid 2 go&lt;br /&gt;4 shi yuan's competition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i oso go off at 4pm...&lt;br /&gt;i walk slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched movie&lt;br /&gt;wif my bro thru his laptop...&lt;br /&gt;kinda happy dat he will&lt;br /&gt;b home until mondae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..i slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAE&lt;br /&gt;had fac competition...&lt;br /&gt;i was d reserve...&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won 3rd in district...&lt;br /&gt;congrats 2 mardi,&lt;br /&gt;shi yuan,huiling,&lt;br /&gt;cindy,siti n kristie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked home&lt;br /&gt;from shuqun sec&lt;br /&gt;wif siti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached home...&lt;br /&gt;watched tv...&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired...&lt;br /&gt;went out&lt;br /&gt;wif family..&lt;br /&gt;although i didn't want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz scared my father&lt;br /&gt;will scold...&lt;br /&gt;went beach road..&lt;br /&gt;juz 2 buy some&lt;br /&gt;army stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;had dinner...&lt;br /&gt;then went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played ps2 4 a while...&lt;br /&gt;then went 2 bed...&lt;br /&gt;but can't sleep...&lt;br /&gt;at abt 1.30am..&lt;br /&gt;i felt sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;n slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then not sure&lt;br /&gt;at wat time...&lt;br /&gt;i had leg cramp...&lt;br /&gt;it was very painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda shout..&lt;br /&gt;but not so loud...&lt;br /&gt;coz didn't wan 2 wake&lt;br /&gt;my parents up...&lt;br /&gt;but unluckily...&lt;br /&gt;i woke my bro up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he sae dat&lt;br /&gt;i had cramp coz&lt;br /&gt;d fan was at my leg...&lt;br /&gt;n stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he switched it off...&lt;br /&gt;wah..&lt;br /&gt;my bro is d best...&lt;br /&gt;then i waited 4 d cramp&lt;br /&gt;2 b over..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;i slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAE&lt;br /&gt;in d morning..&lt;br /&gt;can still feel&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then do hmwk...&lt;br /&gt;then watch&lt;br /&gt;another movie...&lt;br /&gt;from my bro's laptop...&lt;br /&gt;fridae watched&lt;br /&gt;bourne ultimatum...&lt;br /&gt;2dae watched&lt;br /&gt;the simpsons movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;then..my mum came home...&lt;br /&gt;bought lunch...&lt;br /&gt;2 tell d truth...&lt;br /&gt;i dun really like&lt;br /&gt;food frm outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it...&lt;br /&gt;but juz eat it..&lt;br /&gt;so my mum will b happy...&lt;br /&gt;2nite..&lt;br /&gt;i will sleep at 1.30am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6133594155042255281?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/6133594155042255281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=6133594155042255281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6133594155042255281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6133594155042255281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/typical-days.html' title='TYPICAL DAYS..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-3892773587606615732</id><published>2007-08-18T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:54:32.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursdae..</title><content type='html'>so never post&lt;br /&gt;for a few days..&lt;br /&gt;my heart was damn&lt;br /&gt;hurt these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursdae(16/8)&lt;br /&gt;had history test...&lt;br /&gt;had some argument&lt;br /&gt;wif techno ah-ma...&lt;br /&gt;dat is mdm leong...&lt;br /&gt;in case u dun noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is a b****&lt;br /&gt;she everytime scold us&lt;br /&gt;during art lesson...&lt;br /&gt;then 2dae...&lt;br /&gt;we were not so noisy...&lt;br /&gt;den she sae we get&lt;br /&gt;A for dis lesson...&lt;br /&gt;so wat???&lt;br /&gt;big deal...&lt;br /&gt;A in art?&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we finish&lt;br /&gt;painting n went to&lt;br /&gt;toilet 2 wash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 dat...&lt;br /&gt;when mdm leong gave&lt;br /&gt;rauf a brush...&lt;br /&gt;d hairbrush was&lt;br /&gt;oredi like..shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dunno if&lt;br /&gt;mdm leong is blind&lt;br /&gt;or wat..&lt;br /&gt;coz she saw a long line&lt;br /&gt;of ink frm&lt;br /&gt;2i3 to 2i4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she quickly called&lt;br /&gt;mr go...&lt;br /&gt;then when mr go&lt;br /&gt;came...&lt;br /&gt;walao..&lt;br /&gt;she act tough...&lt;br /&gt;she accused us..&lt;br /&gt;sae dat 2i3 n 2i1&lt;br /&gt;so guai..&lt;br /&gt;so it muz b us hu did it...&lt;br /&gt;bullshit man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she talking joke lah...&lt;br /&gt;freako!&lt;br /&gt;then i sae 2 her if&lt;br /&gt;she saw any of us doing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sae sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;then i very angry i tink...&lt;br /&gt;i sae 2 her in front of mr go...&lt;br /&gt;i said&lt;br /&gt;"I SWEAR I NEVER DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;IF I DID IT,&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL BE STRUCK BY LIGHTNING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some ppl&lt;br /&gt;in d class lauhged...&lt;br /&gt;they tink it is funny...&lt;br /&gt;but i dun tink so...&lt;br /&gt;i very angry at her coz&lt;br /&gt;anyhow accuse...&lt;br /&gt;n d way she talked 2 us...&lt;br /&gt;wah..i feel like slapping her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mr go talk sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;then i sae 2 him&lt;br /&gt;"mr go..outside got&lt;br /&gt;camera wat..&lt;br /&gt;go n see who did it lah...&lt;br /&gt;wat is d use of d camera&lt;br /&gt;if u never see???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah..dis words...&lt;br /&gt;it came out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;accidentally..&lt;br /&gt;cos i was very very angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mr go sae we&lt;br /&gt;nid 2 clean up&lt;br /&gt;d marks...&lt;br /&gt;then sumtink made me&lt;br /&gt;even more angry...&lt;br /&gt;i saw her smile after&lt;br /&gt;she scold us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she very *toot* lah!!&lt;br /&gt;so we no choice...&lt;br /&gt;we clean...&lt;br /&gt;then during&lt;br /&gt;history...&lt;br /&gt;mr yew came..&lt;br /&gt;he sae abt d incident...&lt;br /&gt;he sae dat we&lt;br /&gt;shud respect 'em...&lt;br /&gt;coz they r old ppl..&lt;br /&gt;n they may have&lt;br /&gt;sickness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then su ying sae&lt;br /&gt;"she never show us respect oso!"&lt;br /&gt;then i sae 2 mr yew...&lt;br /&gt;"they r old then dun teach!!&lt;br /&gt;we never force 'em&lt;br /&gt;2 come to our class...&lt;br /&gt;they came themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr yew was oso&lt;br /&gt;like bloody shit...&lt;br /&gt;never understand us...&lt;br /&gt;he juz sae abt respect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink&lt;br /&gt;he is fit 2 become&lt;br /&gt;our form teacher..&lt;br /&gt;cos he alwaes show us&lt;br /&gt;d "don't trust you" look...&lt;br /&gt;he n mdm leong r&lt;br /&gt;d teachers i hate d most now...&lt;br /&gt;but i will still hate clement yew&lt;br /&gt;very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some boys&lt;br /&gt;have 2 mit mdm oen&lt;br /&gt;wif their parents...&lt;br /&gt;wah damn shit...&lt;br /&gt;adults...&lt;br /&gt;they tink&lt;br /&gt;they r right...&lt;br /&gt;they never believe&lt;br /&gt;wat we sae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they themselves&lt;br /&gt;r pure liars...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-3892773587606615732?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/3892773587606615732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=3892773587606615732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3892773587606615732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/3892773587606615732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/thursdae.html' title='thursdae..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6188503761729568107</id><published>2007-08-15T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T19:33:38.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics:falling away by amber pacific</title><content type='html'>i changed d music&lt;br /&gt;blog background...&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..listen to it...&lt;br /&gt;coz it is kinda nice&lt;br /&gt;n oso have a meaning 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my last breath&lt;br /&gt;Who'd thought it'd be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm leaving behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll say these last words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll fight the pain from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The bleeding won't stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll stop to take this all in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes down to this&lt;br /&gt;A scene that we've seen before&lt;br /&gt;(A scene that we've seen before)&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;I won't stand to watch&lt;br /&gt;as this walls start&lt;br /&gt;to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm falling away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Away from your arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That kept me so close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to the things that I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding it back&lt;br /&gt;take me back to your heart&lt;br /&gt;A place to remember&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The warmth from your hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as they hold me so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm losing this fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now i need u the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for the time&lt;br /&gt;though my days running thin&lt;br /&gt;I'll count down the clock&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop to take this all in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes down to this&lt;br /&gt;A scene that we've seen before&lt;br /&gt;(A scene that we've seen before)&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;I won't stand to watch&lt;br /&gt;as this walls start&lt;br /&gt;to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm falling away&lt;br /&gt;Away from your arms&lt;br /&gt;That kept me so close&lt;br /&gt;to the things that I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding it back&lt;br /&gt;take me back to your heart&lt;br /&gt;A place to remember&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm falling away&lt;br /&gt;Away from your arms&lt;br /&gt;That kept me so close&lt;br /&gt;to the things that I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm holding it back&lt;br /&gt;take me back to your heart&lt;br /&gt;A place to remember&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the song may have sumtink wrong..&lt;br /&gt;i tink..&lt;br /&gt;bear wif it..&lt;br /&gt;if cannot, juz turn ur volume down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6188503761729568107?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/6188503761729568107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=6188503761729568107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6188503761729568107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6188503761729568107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/lyricsfalling-away-by-amber-pacific.html' title='lyrics:falling away by amber pacific'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8233834746502495342</id><published>2007-08-15T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:58.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsLAAuB55XI/AAAAAAAAABg/HqoEZgJB1S8/s1600-h/pic2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098848846725375346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsLAAuB55XI/AAAAAAAAABg/HqoEZgJB1S8/s200/pic2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;death is d only beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK_MOB55WI/AAAAAAAAABY/10iWGHrmvSo/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098847944782243170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK_MOB55WI/AAAAAAAAABY/10iWGHrmvSo/s200/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK-jOB55UI/AAAAAAAAABI/LnNoMmznlHY/s1600-h/revising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098847240407606594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK-jOB55UI/AAAAAAAAABI/LnNoMmznlHY/s200/revising.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;revising history...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK-ZOB55TI/AAAAAAAAABA/MV-VMYiWPwc/s1600-h/maggot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098847068608914738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK-ZOB55TI/AAAAAAAAABA/MV-VMYiWPwc/s200/maggot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maggots!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK-QOB55SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SbrfImqE0DA/s1600-h/injury3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098846913990092066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK-QOB55SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SbrfImqE0DA/s200/injury3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ouch..it doesn't hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/93614002404487679-8233834746502495342?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8233834746502495342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8233834746502495342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8233834746502495342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8233834746502495342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='pics'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsLAAuB55XI/AAAAAAAAABg/HqoEZgJB1S8/s72-c/pic2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7133530182335069879</id><published>2007-08-15T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:30:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maths test/is it...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;negative..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dat is how i m feeling right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2dae had a maths &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;common test..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but very sure i won't &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;score so high &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although i finished all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz didn't have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough time to check d ans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok..math test is over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oredi...&lt;br /&gt;left history n sci...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2dae during recess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cried..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my eyes very red..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nose oso red...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school stayed back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alone in class.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate lunch in class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while listening 2 music...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ate a little bit onli..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never finish d food&lt;br /&gt;coz no appetite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i injured myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a bit only..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only there were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of blood gushing out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it wud b d moment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have sort of been waiting for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i revised a bit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but got bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so took pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098838886696215794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK28-B55PI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iXp33oYYCKs/s320/empty+class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK3iOB55QI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7NHxcGn3fdw/s1600-h/injury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098839526646342914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK3iOB55QI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7NHxcGn3fdw/s200/injury.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098839732804773138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK3uOB55RI/AAAAAAAAAAw/24fCKfwdGAs/s200/injury1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics will&lt;br /&gt;b posted in d next post..&lt;br /&gt;i went 2 d teacher's table...&lt;br /&gt;opened d drawer..&lt;br /&gt;saw maggots..&lt;br /&gt;n flies...&lt;br /&gt;yuck...&lt;br /&gt;took picture of it..&lt;br /&gt;then revised history again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nite gonna sleep at 3am...&lt;br /&gt;my parents wud have been&lt;br /&gt;asleep oredi...&lt;br /&gt;so i wud either revise history&lt;br /&gt;or i wud cry a bit..&lt;br /&gt;or listen to music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtymes when i cry...&lt;br /&gt;i tink dat i m useless...&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;hate myself 4 d mistakes&lt;br /&gt;dat i have done...&lt;br /&gt;hate myself coz it hurts me&lt;br /&gt;when i see my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;hurt or injured...&lt;br /&gt;hate myself when&lt;br /&gt;ppl had done a lot&lt;br /&gt;of sacrifices 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever she scold me...&lt;br /&gt;i will blame myself..&lt;br /&gt;scold myself...&lt;br /&gt;i tink of myself as ungrateful..&lt;br /&gt;coz ppl do gud tings 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;n i repay 'em by&lt;br /&gt;troubling 'em&lt;br /&gt;even when they r busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;argh....&lt;br /&gt;oh..juz remembered...&lt;br /&gt;in d morning..&lt;br /&gt;my mum walked me 2 sch...&lt;br /&gt;as i was kissing her hand...&lt;br /&gt;she sae she wan 2 kiss&lt;br /&gt;my forehead..&lt;br /&gt;coz it was said in d radio...&lt;br /&gt;i let her kiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked myself...&lt;br /&gt;did she do it juz&lt;br /&gt;becuz d radio&lt;br /&gt;told mothers 2 do so??&lt;br /&gt;or is it juz a sign of love&lt;br /&gt;from her???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;i mean if she loved me...&lt;br /&gt;she wudn't nid 2 b told by radio..&lt;br /&gt;she wud have d initiative..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i dun blame her...&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;i m a teenager now..&lt;br /&gt;so she tot dat she&lt;br /&gt;wud let me have some "freedom"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like when i m small,&lt;br /&gt;she wud hold my hands...&lt;br /&gt;n now..&lt;br /&gt;when i had grown up...&lt;br /&gt;she kinda let go of my hand...&lt;br /&gt;n i m like..&lt;br /&gt;falling away frm her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob*sob*&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7133530182335069879?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7133530182335069879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7133530182335069879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7133530182335069879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7133530182335069879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/maths-testis-it.html' title='maths test/is it...?'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oHDME93XMP8/RsK28-B55PI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iXp33oYYCKs/s72-c/empty+class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-2862957558942646076</id><published>2007-08-14T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:48:10.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna post a short one..&lt;br /&gt;so 2dae...&lt;br /&gt;a bit sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;slept at 1am...&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5.50am&lt;br /&gt;reached school around 6.50am...&lt;br /&gt;went toilet n cry...&lt;br /&gt;coz sumtink happen...&lt;br /&gt;then it was reading..then EL&lt;br /&gt;quite sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;but i remembered abt sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;very sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then AE..&lt;br /&gt;it is ridiculous..&lt;br /&gt;then it was recess..&lt;br /&gt;after dat MT..&lt;br /&gt;got an almost one&lt;br /&gt;whole period scolding&lt;br /&gt;from MT teacher...&lt;br /&gt;but i dun care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was MU&lt;br /&gt;then Home Econs...&lt;br /&gt;quite ok...&lt;br /&gt;nid 2 cook solo..&lt;br /&gt;for snacks..&lt;br /&gt;cooked jemput-jemput pisang&lt;br /&gt;got a 15/20...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths extra class..&lt;br /&gt;mrs tay went thru d wkst...&lt;br /&gt;then after dat..&lt;br /&gt;change for fac training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a scolding from&lt;br /&gt;our ma'am...&lt;br /&gt;even though she is not there...&lt;br /&gt;had obsctacle course..&lt;br /&gt;bandaging,pt,scenario&lt;br /&gt;finish..&lt;br /&gt;damn tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost slept when&lt;br /&gt;revising 4 maths tml...&lt;br /&gt;aniwae it didn't get into my brain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda vomit..&lt;br /&gt;at home..&lt;br /&gt;but my mum dunno..&lt;br /&gt;dunno y vomit..&lt;br /&gt;mayb ate sumtink not&lt;br /&gt;suitable for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but toilet got stink&lt;br /&gt;of vomit..&lt;br /&gt;spray it with a deodarant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wan 2 go to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;very tired..&lt;br /&gt;tml morning then revise again..&lt;br /&gt;i will wake up at 5.30am..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2862957558942646076?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/2862957558942646076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=2862957558942646076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2862957558942646076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/2862957558942646076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/gonna-post-short-one.html' title=''/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-2684437744954208215</id><published>2007-08-14T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:27:46.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here is a poem&lt;br /&gt;from me n my fren:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to my stories,&lt;br /&gt;overhear my hidden secrets.&lt;br /&gt;their modest is hightened,&lt;br /&gt;because your not giving time to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumberge yourself in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;and watch my happiness dissipate.&lt;br /&gt;Isolated by exploitation,&lt;br /&gt;shreaded and torn by hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;capulate into my vision,&lt;br /&gt;embrace everything i expose.&lt;br /&gt;it will be clouded and gripped by demons,&lt;br /&gt;they emit everything i propose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diffuse yourself into my body,&lt;br /&gt;live my life for one day.&lt;br /&gt;assisinate all of my evils&lt;br /&gt;cant you see yet, &lt;br /&gt;your   &lt;br /&gt;        just       &lt;br /&gt;              a rock         &lt;br /&gt;                         in my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2684437744954208215?l=hadesfire0903.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-93614002404487679.post-6165850783179675584</id><published>2007-08-13T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:24:26.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidaes??/movie/mondae review</title><content type='html'>d weekend n holidaes&lt;br /&gt;were no holidaes 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;coz i was like kinda&lt;br /&gt;replaced sum1 on d fac team...&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;spent d holidaes&lt;br /&gt;reading n sleeping with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundae(12/8)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12plus...&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae slept very late..&lt;br /&gt;around 4 to 5 am...&lt;br /&gt;as i was goin 2 sleep..&lt;br /&gt;my mum's alarm clock rang...&lt;br /&gt;at 6am..d usual "routine"...&lt;br /&gt;went back 2 sleep at 7.30am...&lt;br /&gt;coz my bro keep disturbing me..&lt;br /&gt;very irritating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys..&lt;br /&gt;they r sooo immature...&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up..&lt;br /&gt;we had oredi planned 2&lt;br /&gt;go watch a movie...&lt;br /&gt;Rush Hour 3...&lt;br /&gt;at jurong point..&lt;br /&gt;it was nice n funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited 4 mum..&lt;br /&gt;4 her 2 finish her shift...&lt;br /&gt;went back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondae(13/8)&lt;br /&gt;woke up early..&lt;br /&gt;coz i told mum dat&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 reach sch by 6.45am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she asked why...&lt;br /&gt;i change subject..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 reach sch early&lt;br /&gt;coz i dun wan my mum 2 b angry&lt;br /&gt;1st thing in d morning..&lt;br /&gt;coz it wud b listening&lt;br /&gt;2 a radio..&lt;br /&gt;except dat d radio dj&lt;br /&gt;juz speak on n on...&lt;br /&gt;wif no full stop..&lt;br /&gt;or pause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father alwaes take taxi&lt;br /&gt;every mon morning...&lt;br /&gt;so i take taxi wif him..&lt;br /&gt;i tot mum wud not go since&lt;br /&gt;father wan 2 send me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she oso wan 2 follow...&lt;br /&gt;y waste tyme 2 send me..&lt;br /&gt;it's onli 4 a short while..&lt;br /&gt;in a taxi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crossed d road..&lt;br /&gt;reached class..&lt;br /&gt;kinda bored...&lt;br /&gt;went 2 2i1..&lt;br /&gt;saw huiling..&lt;br /&gt;discussed abt d FAC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huling saw a grasshopper...&lt;br /&gt;outside d class..&lt;br /&gt;it kinda looked like d grasshopper&lt;br /&gt;dat i caught b4 in d sch along d corridor&lt;br /&gt;near d npcc room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dun care lah...&lt;br /&gt;went back 2 class...&lt;br /&gt;sit down..&lt;br /&gt;watch ppl..&lt;br /&gt;seeing more n more ppl&lt;br /&gt;coming in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bell rang..&lt;br /&gt;had reading..&lt;br /&gt;read a ghost story book...&lt;br /&gt;then it was MT..&lt;br /&gt;i got 37/50...&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;not so satisfied..&lt;br /&gt;i wan it 2 b lower a bit&lt;br /&gt;like 30 to 35...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was maths..&lt;br /&gt;went thru correction 4 math test...&lt;br /&gt;got a 37/50...again...&lt;br /&gt;then it was kinda revision test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did 4 qns...&lt;br /&gt;then it was recess..&lt;br /&gt;went to library to do project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess was eng...&lt;br /&gt;ms chan gave out all d maths paper..&lt;br /&gt;told us 2 do all...&lt;br /&gt;while having d eng oral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing my work..&lt;br /&gt;when ms chan called me..&lt;br /&gt;but i tot she called sum1 else..&lt;br /&gt;i asked dennis..&lt;br /&gt;he said me...&lt;br /&gt;i was like..oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chan n i took a stroll down d class..&lt;br /&gt;we reached at a place..&lt;br /&gt;near d spiral staircase...&lt;br /&gt;told me dat she had a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;at my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked some stuff..&lt;br /&gt;cannot reveal wat it is...&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna cry when she was talking..&lt;br /&gt;but i tried 2 control...&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot control anymore..&lt;br /&gt;n tears start to roll down my cheek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 i cried,while ms chan was talking&lt;br /&gt;i saw mdm oen downstairs...&lt;br /&gt;saw d counsellor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then d counsellor came up..&lt;br /&gt;went 2 d counselling room..&lt;br /&gt;then came back out..&lt;br /&gt;she saw me kinda start 2 cry..&lt;br /&gt;she came...&lt;br /&gt;i looked away..&lt;br /&gt;n tried 2 wipe my tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she talked 2 ms chan...&lt;br /&gt;then when i saw her leaving..&lt;br /&gt;i turn 2wards ms chan but i looked down&lt;br /&gt;on d ground..&lt;br /&gt;ms chan then talked...&lt;br /&gt;she said i mus b patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,part of my life..&lt;br /&gt;i can c dat i m more impatient...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she asked if&lt;br /&gt;she can let d counsellor read&lt;br /&gt;my blog..&lt;br /&gt;i was like..?????&lt;br /&gt;erm...&lt;br /&gt;well..i juz sae ok...&lt;br /&gt;but i jus remembered dat&lt;br /&gt;i did posted abt her&lt;br /&gt;d dae when she talked 2 me..&lt;br /&gt;but it's ok..&lt;br /&gt;i have no fear..&lt;br /&gt;i mean i can express my feelings&lt;br /&gt;n all d happenings here right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i kinda manage 2 stop crying..&lt;br /&gt;but i still wan 2 cry...&lt;br /&gt;then ms chan asked if&lt;br /&gt;she could give me a hug...&lt;br /&gt;when i was hugging her..&lt;br /&gt;i really cannot control my&lt;br /&gt;crying...&lt;br /&gt;i cry..&lt;br /&gt;then i went 2 toilet..&lt;br /&gt;washed my face...&lt;br /&gt;cool down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my eyes were red..&lt;br /&gt;n my nose oso red...&lt;br /&gt;went back..&lt;br /&gt;continue 2 do d math test...&lt;br /&gt;but i can't tink properly..&lt;br /&gt;i still wan 2 cry...&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i juz do...&lt;br /&gt;even though ms chan&lt;br /&gt;had given me extra time,&lt;br /&gt;i juz gave up..&lt;br /&gt;coz d qns were too hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was sci..&lt;br /&gt;mr yew gave out tidbits...&lt;br /&gt;coz we did well in d charity bazaar...&lt;br /&gt;i told him i dun wan..&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't tell him why...&lt;br /&gt;there r a few reasons...&lt;br /&gt;1) it's a charity!&lt;br /&gt;    u do it sincerely!&lt;br /&gt;    u don't expect any reward...&lt;br /&gt;2) i hate him..&lt;br /&gt;    whatever he gives&lt;br /&gt;    excluding homework/wksts&lt;br /&gt;    i will never accept it..&lt;br /&gt;    let me repeat...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WILL NEVER ACCEPT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;    WATEVER HE GIVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3) i hate him very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) i hate him so much&lt;br /&gt;    dat when i dreamt abt him..&lt;br /&gt;    i wud shout at him..&lt;br /&gt;    scold him...&lt;br /&gt;    until sum1 woke me up..&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;there was once when i scored&lt;br /&gt;d sci test well,&lt;br /&gt;he gave me a tidbit..&lt;br /&gt;i wud either sae i dun wan it&lt;br /&gt;or if i m lazy 2 open my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;i wud juz throw it away..&lt;br /&gt;it juz disgust me..&lt;br /&gt;even when i wan 2 go washroom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wud hold d pass at d tip..&lt;br /&gt;n put it on d basin cabinet..&lt;br /&gt;leave it there..&lt;br /&gt;then when i came out of d cubicle..&lt;br /&gt;then i wud take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d class was eating d tidbits..&lt;br /&gt;i saw mdm oen..&lt;br /&gt;sum1 was munching away..&lt;br /&gt;then she said sumtink..&lt;br /&gt;sum1 said mr yew&lt;br /&gt;allow us 2 eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw mdm oen looked&lt;br /&gt;at mr yew..&lt;br /&gt;mr yew was like smiling..&lt;br /&gt;i was wishing dat mdm oen will&lt;br /&gt;scold mr yew..&lt;br /&gt;but she left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sci was history..&lt;br /&gt;hate history..&lt;br /&gt;too much info..&lt;br /&gt;i remembered i had a fren..&lt;br /&gt;in my tuition class last time..&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing abt wars..&lt;br /&gt;then dis guy said he hate wars..&lt;br /&gt;coz wars will have history...&lt;br /&gt;n he hate history..&lt;br /&gt;i kinda agree wif him..&lt;br /&gt;y can't d world be at peace&lt;br /&gt;throughout d whole years..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bell ring..&lt;br /&gt;end of lesson..&lt;br /&gt;mr ng..&lt;br /&gt;very ........&lt;br /&gt;he waited 4 so long..&lt;br /&gt;even if a person walk from his place&lt;br /&gt;4 a while..&lt;br /&gt;he will wait 4 him 2 get&lt;br /&gt;back 2 his place...&lt;br /&gt;very annoying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6165850783179675584?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-93614002404487679.post-1146359177635252941</id><published>2007-08-12T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:56:45.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEALING WOUNDS GET WOUNDED..AGAIN</title><content type='html'>i m totally disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;damn it...&lt;br /&gt;i m not disappointed in anybody...&lt;br /&gt;but myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m a useless girl...&lt;br /&gt;wateva i do is wrong...&lt;br /&gt;nothing seems right...&lt;br /&gt;i m juz so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;i really HATE MYSELF!!!&lt;br /&gt;what do i have 2 do&lt;br /&gt;2 pay 4 my SINS??&lt;br /&gt;well, actually..&lt;br /&gt;i m not sure wat i have committed...&lt;br /&gt;but dis feeling inside me...&lt;br /&gt;it keeps bugging me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there r ppl arnd&lt;br /&gt;esp. my family/my loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;i will try not 2 break their hart&lt;br /&gt;by crying..&lt;br /&gt;w/o any reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d onli tyme i can&lt;br /&gt;cry is either during&lt;br /&gt;recess in school..&lt;br /&gt;coz every1 in class wud go&lt;br /&gt;4 recess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or when i m mostly&lt;br /&gt;alone at home...&lt;br /&gt;i wud cry...&lt;br /&gt;dat's wat i alwaes do&lt;br /&gt;most of d tyme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 bang my head&lt;br /&gt;against d wall...&lt;br /&gt;i dun care if it hurts...&lt;br /&gt;coz it is oredi hurting inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope..&lt;br /&gt;i will have an internal bleeding...&lt;br /&gt;or brain concussion..&lt;br /&gt;so dat..&lt;br /&gt;i will not noe&lt;br /&gt;dat i'll b dying..&lt;br /&gt;n i'll juz die in a sec..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where no 1 rescue me...&lt;br /&gt;no one gets help...&lt;br /&gt;every1 juz ignore...&lt;br /&gt;as if nothing is happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wud b gud..&lt;br /&gt;u may tink i m silly...&lt;br /&gt;or selfish...&lt;br /&gt;or wadeva u can call me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u have d guts..&lt;br /&gt;sae those words to my face..&lt;br /&gt;n i will give u not&lt;br /&gt;juz a piece of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;but d whole piece of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count urself lucky&lt;br /&gt;if i tink of u as my worthy fren..&lt;br /&gt;or u happen not 2 noe&lt;br /&gt;wat is going on wif me lately...&lt;br /&gt;i won't blame u...&lt;br /&gt;i'll hate myself even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit me if u wan..&lt;br /&gt;slap me if u wan..&lt;br /&gt;stab me if u wan..&lt;br /&gt;but u can't KILL me...&lt;br /&gt;coz only i, myself, can kill me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe d word "acting"?&lt;br /&gt;well..dat's wat i m doing..&lt;br /&gt;i m acting happy in front of u all...&lt;br /&gt;nobody noes d real me...&lt;br /&gt;nobody...&lt;br /&gt;coz everybody is&lt;br /&gt;too busy with their own lives...&lt;br /&gt;which i will never blame 'em...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO ALL MY FRENS...&lt;br /&gt;I M DEEPLY SORRY DAT I M UR FREN...&lt;br /&gt;WE SHUD HAVE NEVER MET OR EVEN SPOKE...&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T DESERVE TO B UR FREN...&lt;br /&gt;COZ I DUN SHOW GUD EXAMPLES 2 U ALL...&lt;br /&gt;I M VERY SORRY..&lt;br /&gt;HOPE U ACCEPT MY APOLOGY..&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF U DON'T...&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OK..&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T BLAME U...&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT MYSELF....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1146359177635252941?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1146359177635252941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1146359177635252941' title='0 Comments'/><link 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like...&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;why she wan 2 quit&lt;br /&gt;now??&lt;br /&gt;then joanne ma'am sae..&lt;br /&gt;2 ms haiza&lt;br /&gt;to let ME replace ying shuen...&lt;br /&gt;i was like..&lt;br /&gt;WHAT???&lt;br /&gt;i dun even noe anitink..&lt;br /&gt;i onli wan 2 watch 'em train!&lt;br /&gt;wtf!&lt;br /&gt;wat have i got myself into???&lt;br /&gt;i have no choice..&lt;br /&gt;so i sae okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..we went 4 pt..&lt;br /&gt;along d canal...&lt;br /&gt;we did pumping position,&lt;br /&gt;dipping,duck walking,&lt;br /&gt;frog jumping..&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun..&lt;br /&gt;n oso tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home...&lt;br /&gt;we planned 2&lt;br /&gt;mit at my house...&lt;br /&gt;on fridae...&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;so on fridae...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;they came...&lt;br /&gt;they kinda&lt;br /&gt;"admired" my house...&lt;br /&gt;then they began 2 eat&lt;br /&gt;d snacks from my house...&lt;br /&gt;while doing some scenarios...&lt;br /&gt;then we went 4 pt..&lt;br /&gt;we go 2 a jogging track&lt;br /&gt;bhind my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attracted a lot of&lt;br /&gt;mosquitoes...&lt;br /&gt;very itchy...&lt;br /&gt;wanted 2 play&lt;br /&gt;basketball...&lt;br /&gt;but no air...&lt;br /&gt;so we decided 2 play..&lt;br /&gt;table tennis...&lt;br /&gt;coz there is a place 4 table tennis...&lt;br /&gt;n oso brought along badminton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw shi yuan lying down..&lt;br /&gt;mardi was like&lt;br /&gt;calling 4 help...&lt;br /&gt;huling oso lying down...&lt;br /&gt;but huling was fake...&lt;br /&gt;shi yuan was half fake&lt;br /&gt;n half real...&lt;br /&gt;she injured her palm...&lt;br /&gt;abrasion..&lt;br /&gt;quite red...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back&lt;br /&gt;2 d void deck...&lt;br /&gt;saw elderly ppl...&lt;br /&gt;gathering aroung d table..&lt;br /&gt;cindy n huiling&lt;br /&gt;asked 'em&lt;br /&gt;if they can kinda&lt;br /&gt;move away...&lt;br /&gt;coz we wan 2 play...&lt;br /&gt;but they dun wan...&lt;br /&gt;so we no choice...&lt;br /&gt;we went 2 d park&lt;br /&gt;again..&lt;br /&gt;then play badminton...&lt;br /&gt;leg very itchy suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home...&lt;br /&gt;mardi wanted 2 c&lt;br /&gt;my bro's face..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;she didn't manage 2 c...&lt;br /&gt;coz my bro in his room...&lt;br /&gt;playing ps2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro is shy..&lt;br /&gt;coz many gals...&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they ate d snacks...&lt;br /&gt;my fave panda choc&lt;br /&gt;finish...&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;but it's ok..&lt;br /&gt;they're my guests...&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched mtv...&lt;br /&gt;rihanna..&lt;br /&gt;then watched hi-5..&lt;br /&gt;mardi n cindy&lt;br /&gt;really wild...&lt;br /&gt;they very excited...&lt;br /&gt;especially cindy...&lt;br /&gt;she noes d songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched lazy town..&lt;br /&gt;although some sae&lt;br /&gt;not nice...&lt;br /&gt;but we still watch...&lt;br /&gt;we oso laugh..&lt;br /&gt;coz quite lame...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they decided&lt;br /&gt;2 go home...&lt;br /&gt;at arnd 4.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned up d hall&lt;br /&gt;n empty d dustbin&lt;br /&gt;then watch 'epic movie'&lt;br /&gt;wif my bro..&lt;br /&gt;while eating nasi briyani&lt;br /&gt;4 lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d movie kinda nice...&lt;br /&gt;it's like scary movie...&lt;br /&gt;except it's not scary...&lt;br /&gt;it's funny..&lt;br /&gt;n got a bit of pornic scenes...&lt;br /&gt;got a scene frm harry potter,&lt;br /&gt;x-men,da vinci code,nacho libre,&lt;br /&gt;narnia,chocolate factory...&lt;br /&gt;quite lame..&lt;br /&gt;but funny...&lt;br /&gt;n very porny..haha&lt;br /&gt;i mean got&lt;br /&gt;really naked women...&lt;br /&gt;they never censored it...&lt;br /&gt;n a sex scene...eww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my bro&lt;br /&gt;very innocent...&lt;br /&gt;when got those scenes...&lt;br /&gt;he skipped it..&lt;br /&gt;so blessed 2 haf a bro lidat..?&lt;br /&gt;i tink..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-780215651598745880?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/780215651598745880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=780215651598745880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/780215651598745880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/780215651598745880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/fac-fridae-trainingepic-movie.html' title='fac fridae training/epic movie..'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8348221053509704123</id><published>2007-08-09T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T18:34:49.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charity bazaar/National Day</title><content type='html'>yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5.30am...&lt;br /&gt;coz of d charity bazaar thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there..&lt;br /&gt;but i see no&lt;br /&gt;one was in school...&lt;br /&gt;so my parents n i&lt;br /&gt;wait outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw..&lt;br /&gt;a few pupils oredi&lt;br /&gt;coming in 2 school...&lt;br /&gt;i saw renon n elsen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still wait..&lt;br /&gt;then there was a horn...&lt;br /&gt;i turned&lt;br /&gt;n saw mardi waving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then go into school&lt;br /&gt;saw dat there were&lt;br /&gt;oredi many ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited&lt;br /&gt;at our booth..&lt;br /&gt;saw mr yew&lt;br /&gt;coming..&lt;br /&gt;then saw eng hoong...&lt;br /&gt;wif a lot&lt;br /&gt;of things with her...&lt;br /&gt;she really is helpful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we set up&lt;br /&gt;d booth...&lt;br /&gt;had pledge-taking&lt;br /&gt;ceremony..&lt;br /&gt;then ppl start 2 buy&lt;br /&gt;our stuff...&lt;br /&gt;many ppl&lt;br /&gt;were buying&lt;br /&gt;ice cream float...&lt;br /&gt;i was one of d ppl&lt;br /&gt;in charge...&lt;br /&gt;i quickly arrange some ice&lt;br /&gt;into cups...&lt;br /&gt;then we found out&lt;br /&gt;dat d water is running out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had 2&lt;br /&gt;tell d crowd dat we&lt;br /&gt;had no water left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mardi go 2 2i7&lt;br /&gt;stall n play..&lt;br /&gt;coz if win get a 1.5l water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it got sold out...&lt;br /&gt;d marshmallows...&lt;br /&gt;n d muffins...&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;d frenship thingy...&lt;br /&gt;from $2 to $0.50...&lt;br /&gt;baik man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had a concert....&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;kinda short...&lt;br /&gt;then we went 2 joanne ma'am's&lt;br /&gt;house...&lt;br /&gt;had first aid&lt;br /&gt;at her house...&lt;br /&gt;did a lot of practicals...&lt;br /&gt;shi yuan called ms haiza&lt;br /&gt;2 confirm who is in d FAC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne ma'am&lt;br /&gt;spoke 2 ms haiza...&lt;br /&gt;then joanne ma'am&lt;br /&gt;told us dat ying shuen&lt;br /&gt;decided 2 drop out...&lt;br /&gt;bcoz she sae dat&lt;br /&gt;we kinda leave her out..&lt;br /&gt;wth..&lt;br /&gt;she alwaes bz wif her&lt;br /&gt;photography...&lt;br /&gt;hiyah...&lt;div 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Day'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-4051647520409944596</id><published>2007-08-07T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:39:49.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slipping away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like scattered pearls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life, my way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is fading and withering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reality dies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its ashes scattering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart cries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some sign of sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fading to black,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All light is evanescing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is no turning back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I face my destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-4051647520409944596?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/4051647520409944596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=4051647520409944596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/4051647520409944596'/><link rel='self' 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consequences&lt;br /&gt;of vandalising d flag...&lt;br /&gt;then he said dat 4 boys&lt;br /&gt;had vandalized it by&lt;br /&gt;tying d flag 2gether wif d urinal bowl&lt;br /&gt;so they r 2 b caned&lt;br /&gt;in front of d school on stage...&lt;br /&gt;everybody was "excited"&lt;br /&gt;d boys took turns&lt;br /&gt;2 b caned...&lt;br /&gt;but there is a book&lt;br /&gt;stuck bhind their butt...&lt;br /&gt;so not really dat pain...&lt;br /&gt;aniwae use a normal&lt;br /&gt;kind of cane...&lt;br /&gt;wood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae...&lt;br /&gt;after school...&lt;br /&gt;siti went home...&lt;br /&gt;stayed 4 a while...&lt;br /&gt;see d rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;of ndp "parade"...&lt;br /&gt;saw jeslynn&lt;br /&gt;leanna n ying shuen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home...&lt;br /&gt;did my homework...&lt;br /&gt;then i accidentally&lt;br /&gt;fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;at around 7.30pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was woken up&lt;br /&gt;when my father&lt;br /&gt;sae "alwaes sleeping"&lt;br /&gt;in an angry voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum&lt;br /&gt;woke me up...&lt;br /&gt;she sae dat my father&lt;br /&gt;was angry...&lt;br /&gt;n asked me 2 eat dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up...&lt;br /&gt;i was in d toilet...&lt;br /&gt;i tot 2 myself...&lt;br /&gt;wat is his problem?&lt;br /&gt;i never disturb him...&lt;br /&gt;i was only sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last tyme..&lt;br /&gt;when i wasn't&lt;br /&gt;sleeping u all&lt;br /&gt;ask me 2 go 2 sleep...&lt;br /&gt;now dat i m sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;u all wake me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz wat d hell&lt;br /&gt;do u wan frm me???&lt;br /&gt;if u dun like me...&lt;br /&gt;u can juz open&lt;br /&gt;ur bloody mouth n tell!!&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave d house...&lt;br /&gt;u won't see my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out of d toilet...&lt;br /&gt;actually i dun feel like&lt;br /&gt;eating at all...&lt;br /&gt;these daes...&lt;br /&gt;my appetite is&lt;br /&gt;decreasing...&lt;br /&gt;not bcoz i wan 2 lose weight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 all those who tink i&lt;br /&gt;m going on diet or wateva shit...&lt;br /&gt;i advice u better shut up...&lt;br /&gt;n take back ur words...&lt;br /&gt;b4 i PUNCH&lt;br /&gt;ur big BLOODY mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ate my dinner...&lt;br /&gt;n watch tv 4 a while&lt;br /&gt;n i sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae...&lt;br /&gt;quite angry...&lt;br /&gt;bcoz i can still&lt;br /&gt;remember yesterdae...&lt;br /&gt;my parents...&lt;br /&gt;i did not talk 2 'em...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz nod or&lt;br /&gt;shake my head...&lt;br /&gt;i did not even look&lt;br /&gt;at them in d eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk wif my mum...&lt;br /&gt;2 school..&lt;br /&gt;did not even speak a word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school...&lt;br /&gt;saw dat siti's bag&lt;br /&gt;was not at her table...&lt;br /&gt;tot mayb she and&lt;br /&gt;mardi n shi yuan&lt;br /&gt;go kristie's class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,siti was absent...&lt;br /&gt;went around classes&lt;br /&gt;2 give pre-order list...&lt;br /&gt;during cme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual...&lt;br /&gt;AE sux...&lt;br /&gt;except...&lt;br /&gt;there was sumtink interesting...&lt;br /&gt;d chinese teacher...&lt;br /&gt;had a lot of thick&lt;br /&gt;armpit hair...&lt;br /&gt;i saw it...&lt;br /&gt;n laughed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess...&lt;br /&gt;as usual..&lt;br /&gt;sat in class...&lt;br /&gt;broke d code&lt;br /&gt;from renon's bag...&lt;br /&gt;renon is my bro...&lt;br /&gt;he is cool...&lt;br /&gt;he sent me&lt;br /&gt;my fave superstar's theme...&lt;br /&gt;wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was sci...&lt;br /&gt;we were dicussing&lt;br /&gt;abt tml...&lt;br /&gt;we sell muffins...&lt;br /&gt;marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;dipped in chocs...&lt;br /&gt;ice-cream float...&lt;br /&gt;n angel n mortal thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yee tiong ask&lt;br /&gt;mr yew if d muffins&lt;br /&gt;were halal..&lt;br /&gt;guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;mr yew smiled...&lt;br /&gt;n calmly said...&lt;br /&gt;"erm...NO..."&lt;br /&gt;wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didn't tell us&lt;br /&gt;abt it...&lt;br /&gt;moreover...&lt;br /&gt;he haf malays&lt;br /&gt;in his form class....&lt;br /&gt;halo!???...&lt;br /&gt;MALAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;but i tink shud&lt;br /&gt;b cn coz muffin&lt;br /&gt;where got use&lt;br /&gt;pork or lard...&lt;br /&gt;rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid clementi&lt;br /&gt;yew tee...&lt;br /&gt;i totally hate him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8520400711819887864?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8520400711819887864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&amp; sad...sad...sad...me..</title><content type='html'>hi there...&lt;br /&gt;so yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;i n my parents&lt;br /&gt;went 2 ndp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun&lt;br /&gt;n boring..&lt;br /&gt;bcoz there were&lt;br /&gt;no fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;but dat is ok coz&lt;br /&gt;i've seen it b4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited&lt;br /&gt;4 my bro&lt;br /&gt;2 b dismissed at his camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bought dinner...&lt;br /&gt;nasi lemak...&lt;br /&gt;then reached home...&lt;br /&gt;asked my mum&lt;br /&gt;where 2 put clothes&lt;br /&gt;n she was like shouting&lt;br /&gt;at me...&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong 2 ask?&lt;br /&gt;then she began&lt;br /&gt;her typical nagging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was going&lt;br /&gt;2 eat...&lt;br /&gt;i was d last 1 2 eat...&lt;br /&gt;then my bro&lt;br /&gt;saw thread..&lt;br /&gt;in his drink...&lt;br /&gt;he wanted 2 take&lt;br /&gt;a tissue frm&lt;br /&gt;d kitchen roll..&lt;br /&gt;then he was like&lt;br /&gt;struggling with 1 hand&lt;br /&gt;to pull d tissue roll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was goin'&lt;br /&gt;2 help him...&lt;br /&gt;he said.."can u help me?"&lt;br /&gt;in an angry way...&lt;br /&gt;i was like..&lt;br /&gt;hey, i was gonna help...&lt;br /&gt;this is wat i deserve?&lt;br /&gt;fine..i m unlucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched tv&lt;br /&gt;until 1am...&lt;br /&gt;then slept in my room...&lt;br /&gt;my bro was trying&lt;br /&gt;2 wake me up..&lt;br /&gt;but i juz ignore him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum&lt;br /&gt;was like shouting...&lt;br /&gt;she shouted dat if&lt;br /&gt;i never wake up..&lt;br /&gt;she will pinch me...&lt;br /&gt;i juz continue sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she came&lt;br /&gt;n pinch me on&lt;br /&gt;my right arm real hard...&lt;br /&gt;ouch...it really hurts..&lt;br /&gt;but i act as if i didn't...&lt;br /&gt;i slowly drag myself&lt;br /&gt;2 d bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried...&lt;br /&gt;i was angry...&lt;br /&gt;not 2 her...&lt;br /&gt;but myself...&lt;br /&gt;i pinch on my left arm&lt;br /&gt;real hard...&lt;br /&gt;is there a law&lt;br /&gt;dat says u muz wake up&lt;br /&gt;early in d morning at 6am??&lt;br /&gt;i mean c'mon...&lt;br /&gt;it's a weekend...&lt;br /&gt;hello..weekend...&lt;br /&gt;no school..&lt;br /&gt;suppose 2 b a rest dae 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after i bathed...&lt;br /&gt;my nose was red...&lt;br /&gt;i looked down so&lt;br /&gt;dat she won't notice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate 2 bread...&lt;br /&gt;then i slept in&lt;br /&gt;my room...&lt;br /&gt;i looked at&lt;br /&gt;d mark&lt;br /&gt;dat my mum pinched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda red..&lt;br /&gt;i looked at d left arm...&lt;br /&gt;n it was red too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i acted as if&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;but actually&lt;br /&gt;i was crying...&lt;br /&gt;y muz she punch me??&lt;br /&gt;y can't she take&lt;br /&gt;a sharp knife n&lt;br /&gt;stab me as many&lt;br /&gt;times as she wants...&lt;br /&gt;i won't blame her...&lt;br /&gt;in fact i will thank her...&lt;br /&gt;coz she has&lt;br /&gt;released me from d&lt;br /&gt;pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my father&lt;br /&gt;n my bro got home...&lt;br /&gt;i did not talk much...&lt;br /&gt;my bro wud talk 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;or try 2 joke with me..&lt;br /&gt;but i acted as if i was&lt;br /&gt;busy studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever&lt;br /&gt;i look at my right arm...&lt;br /&gt;it hurts...&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts..&lt;br /&gt;i tink dat i m&lt;br /&gt;useless...&lt;br /&gt;hopeless...&lt;br /&gt;helpless..&lt;br /&gt;stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it pains me...&lt;br /&gt;it really does...&lt;br /&gt;my heart is in pain...&lt;br /&gt;but i never die...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;if i have a real heart...&lt;br /&gt;d world is getting&lt;br /&gt;darker 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;i can see nothing...&lt;br /&gt;i hope 2 see nothing...&lt;br /&gt;coz it always hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when my mum&lt;br /&gt;came back from her work...&lt;br /&gt;she talked 2 me&lt;br /&gt;as if nothing&lt;br /&gt;had happened in d morning...&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;i tried not 2 talk 2 her....&lt;br /&gt;n she thought dat&lt;br /&gt;i was not feeling well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not feeling well huh?&lt;br /&gt;well i guess u dun&lt;br /&gt;noe me well&lt;br /&gt;as ur daughter...&lt;br /&gt;all u care is about money...&lt;br /&gt;work...&lt;br /&gt;dat is all u can tink of...&lt;br /&gt;hey..i can give u money...&lt;br /&gt;i can give u everytink...&lt;br /&gt;i dun nid money...&lt;br /&gt;it's not important 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..dat is all i wan 2 post...&lt;br /&gt;i nid 2 study 4 my maths test...&lt;br /&gt;i nid 2 focus...&lt;br /&gt;even though i can't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6527289423918395377</id><published>2007-08-03T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:48:07.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITTER...SOUR..SWEET???</title><content type='html'>well..&lt;br /&gt;2dae..&lt;br /&gt;is quite good and bad..&lt;br /&gt;gud bcoz..&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;caught a grasshopper..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well bad...&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;a lot of bad...&lt;br /&gt;bad bcoz i dun tink&lt;br /&gt;i did well 4 my MT ct...&lt;br /&gt;bad bcoz mondae..&lt;br /&gt;there is goin 2 b&lt;br /&gt;a maths mock test..&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad bcoz i felt tired&lt;br /&gt;MT lesson...&lt;br /&gt;bad bcoz i cried again....&lt;br /&gt;in class during recess...&lt;br /&gt;bad bcoz i dun really&lt;br /&gt;understand chapter 4 of history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there r a lot more...&lt;br /&gt;but i will not reveal it..&lt;br /&gt;so after school...&lt;br /&gt;stayed back..&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch...&lt;br /&gt;then sat in d middle&lt;br /&gt;of d parade square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listened 2 my mp3&lt;br /&gt;while shi yuan&lt;br /&gt;n mardi get some 'tanning'...&lt;br /&gt;n kristie too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go&lt;br /&gt;2 d red cross room...&lt;br /&gt;watched mardi,shi yuan,&lt;br /&gt;huling n cindy practice&lt;br /&gt;4 their competition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was kinda bored&lt;br /&gt;looking at 'em...&lt;br /&gt;so i listened 2 music&lt;br /&gt;in my phone...&lt;br /&gt;then i cried a bit...&lt;br /&gt;but stopped...&lt;br /&gt;which is very lucky 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther ma'am was&lt;br /&gt;sitting beside me...&lt;br /&gt;then she said&lt;br /&gt;"nada dun b too emo..."&lt;br /&gt;i was like..wth...&lt;br /&gt;i hate people calling&lt;br /&gt;me dat word..&lt;br /&gt;so i will dislike them&lt;br /&gt;until they apologise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will still b frenz&lt;br /&gt;wif 'em..&lt;br /&gt;but deep down a lot of&lt;br /&gt;hatred on d person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den..&lt;br /&gt;we watched d 4 of 'em...&lt;br /&gt;having a practical test...&lt;br /&gt;then..we went 4 pt..&lt;br /&gt;then we bought bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;n went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me share wif u a poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I look out to the inky sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feeling confusion only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What is this world coming to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When no one cares about any other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are children who scream in pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mothers who weep sorrowful tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fathers who are helpless to stop the suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How can we endure it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I scream into the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why, God, do You let this happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I hear a soft answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why aren't you trying to help them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've turned my eyes and heart away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Believeing if I don't see them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That they're not there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I am the guilty one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For not reaching out my hand to those in need &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While children die and mothers weep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am screaming at the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But yet I am doing nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I look but I do not see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somehow I've gotta get to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ease their pain and dry their tears... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6527289423918395377?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/6527289423918395377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=6527289423918395377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6527289423918395377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/6527289423918395377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/bittersoursweet.html' title='BITTER...SOUR..SWEET???'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-1433258509247163857</id><published>2007-08-02T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:42:41.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAY N MATHS TEST</title><content type='html'>heys...&lt;br /&gt;2dae is kinda ok&lt;br /&gt;4 me...&lt;br /&gt;but during recess&lt;br /&gt;i cried a bit...&lt;br /&gt;but stop after a while...&lt;br /&gt;coz mr govin&lt;br /&gt;suddenly appeared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d 1st period was p.e...&lt;br /&gt;we had to run 2 round...&lt;br /&gt;then can play badminton...&lt;br /&gt;but i juz walk while&lt;br /&gt;mardi,siti,eng hoong n yan qing&lt;br /&gt;run coz they wan 2 play badminton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz walk...&lt;br /&gt;jovin n jolene walk wif me...&lt;br /&gt;jovin was like encouraging me...&lt;br /&gt;like 'there is alwaes a better dae&lt;br /&gt;4 tmrw...'sumtink lidat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went up d hall...&lt;br /&gt;me n jolene was sitting down&lt;br /&gt;at 1st..&lt;br /&gt;then we played...&lt;br /&gt;but i dun really feel like&lt;br /&gt;playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only play coz&lt;br /&gt;jolene wanted 2 play...&lt;br /&gt;so i juz play wif her...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't noe bell had rang...&lt;br /&gt;it was 10 mins later dat mr yeo&lt;br /&gt;came n scolded us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we quickly went back...&lt;br /&gt;mr yew was oredi waiting....&lt;br /&gt;d lesson was confusing...&lt;br /&gt;even though i try 2 understand..&lt;br /&gt;i still dun understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was malay...&lt;br /&gt;i totally 4got dat&lt;br /&gt;there was a test...&lt;br /&gt;but i told myself...&lt;br /&gt;that it's okay..&lt;br /&gt;no nid 2 worry a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we exchanged papers&lt;br /&gt;after finishing d paper...&lt;br /&gt;i scored 42/50...&lt;br /&gt;n i heard dat i was d highest...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't like it...&lt;br /&gt;i tot dat sum1 like razi or syafiq&lt;br /&gt;wud get d highest...&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe why...&lt;br /&gt;but i dun like being d highest...&lt;br /&gt;to me...&lt;br /&gt;being d highest in mt&lt;br /&gt;is nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i dun feel happy or&lt;br /&gt;proud of myself...&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i felt really angry&lt;br /&gt;n sad...&lt;br /&gt;it is as though&lt;br /&gt;i had failed the test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;it is really not gud&lt;br /&gt;4 me dis year...&lt;br /&gt;i tried 2 b happy at school&lt;br /&gt;n in d presence of my parents...&lt;br /&gt;but whenever there is nobody...&lt;br /&gt;i will cry...&lt;br /&gt;i juz cried...&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was art..&lt;br /&gt;i dun really like d lesson&lt;br /&gt;firstly d teachers..&lt;br /&gt;secondly chinese painting...&lt;br /&gt;i tink dat it is a waste of ink n paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was cme..&lt;br /&gt;ms chan was on mc...&lt;br /&gt;so we had 3 free periods...&lt;br /&gt;however,mrs tay&lt;br /&gt;came in d 2nd period&lt;br /&gt;of cme...&lt;br /&gt;we had maths test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again..&lt;br /&gt;i m not so confident&lt;br /&gt;of passing d test...&lt;br /&gt;even if i pass...&lt;br /&gt;i wud not reach 15 n above..&lt;br /&gt;then mrs tay continued 2 teach&lt;br /&gt;us maths till 1.3opm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back...&lt;br /&gt;mardi had 2 go 4 her&lt;br /&gt;chinese class...&lt;br /&gt;siti had to go home&lt;br /&gt;coz she was hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so only me,jun tong&lt;br /&gt;n daniel cheng's bag...&lt;br /&gt;in class...&lt;br /&gt;then jun tong left...&lt;br /&gt;daniel cheng took his bag n left...&lt;br /&gt;so i was all alone...&lt;br /&gt;in d class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing some maths&lt;br /&gt;homework while listening&lt;br /&gt;2 my mp3...&lt;br /&gt;cried a bit coz&lt;br /&gt;a song in my mp3 was&lt;br /&gt;very sad 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at around 4.40 pm..&lt;br /&gt;i packed up n went home...&lt;br /&gt;reached home n ate lunch...&lt;br /&gt;i ate biscuits n milo...&lt;br /&gt;d usual meal 4 me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i all alone at home&lt;br /&gt;till 10pm...&lt;br /&gt;wif no one 2 talk to...&lt;br /&gt;or accompany...&lt;br /&gt;juz d tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml haf ct...&lt;br /&gt;malay...&lt;br /&gt;so i will juz study&lt;br /&gt;stuffs dat i noe...&lt;br /&gt;dat's d end of my post...&lt;br /&gt;thank u 4 reading it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-1433258509247163857?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/1433258509247163857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=1433258509247163857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1433258509247163857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/1433258509247163857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/08/malay-n-maths-test.html' title='MALAY N MATHS TEST'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8752401043446889689</id><published>2007-08-01T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:42:07.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAE N WEDNESDAE</title><content type='html'>yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;had reading period...&lt;br /&gt;then it was eng period...&lt;br /&gt;then AE class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am totally&lt;br /&gt;not interested&lt;br /&gt;in AE...&lt;br /&gt;i don't see how&lt;br /&gt;i am going 2 use it&lt;br /&gt;especially..&lt;br /&gt;if my class is learning ballet...&lt;br /&gt;which i totally hate&lt;br /&gt;coz i dun really like when&lt;br /&gt;they stand on their "toes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was watching csi,&lt;br /&gt;d detectives discovered dat&lt;br /&gt;d murdered victim was a ballerina...&lt;br /&gt;bcoz of her weird toes twist...&lt;br /&gt;i mean like d joints of d toes were bent...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...sumtink lidat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was recess...&lt;br /&gt;i did not go 4 recess..&lt;br /&gt;as always..&lt;br /&gt;i m alone in d class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was mt...&lt;br /&gt;n music...&lt;br /&gt;then it was home econs...&lt;br /&gt;y r they so evil 2 punish us&lt;br /&gt;waste paper?&lt;br /&gt;dun they noe dat they&lt;br /&gt;are causing global warming???&lt;br /&gt;i dun like hm econs teachers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back my test paper..&lt;br /&gt;i got 13/20...&lt;br /&gt;as i had thought...&lt;br /&gt;i wud not do very well...&lt;br /&gt;even if i stay up all nite..&lt;br /&gt;my effort of revising&lt;br /&gt;is juz a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i oso got 2 noe dat&lt;br /&gt;i got d lowest mark...&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;mayb my wish came true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home..&lt;br /&gt;do homework...&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7pm...&lt;br /&gt;revised 4 tml history(which is 2dae)&lt;br /&gt;but i cud not get anitink&lt;br /&gt;into my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;so i haf a feeling dat&lt;br /&gt;i will not do well&lt;br /&gt;in my history test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was art...&lt;br /&gt;mr meng thought&lt;br /&gt;us 2 draw cherries..&lt;br /&gt;i tink dat it is a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;2 do all chinese calligraphy...&lt;br /&gt;chinese painting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was p.e...&lt;br /&gt;tot dat 2dae we&lt;br /&gt;r going 2 play badminton...&lt;br /&gt;but some ppl occupied d hall&lt;br /&gt;so no nid...&lt;br /&gt;played soccer with renon&lt;br /&gt;for a while..&lt;br /&gt;juz kicking d ball 2wards him..&lt;br /&gt;but i dun really feel&lt;br /&gt;like playing...&lt;br /&gt;so luckily...&lt;br /&gt;it began 2 rain&lt;br /&gt;n mr govin was shouting at d&lt;br /&gt;ppl in school uniform&lt;br /&gt;playing basketball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back 2 class...&lt;br /&gt;sat there..&lt;br /&gt;then change into school inform...&lt;br /&gt;listened 2 music frm my phone...&lt;br /&gt;then i cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;so now i m going 2 confess...&lt;br /&gt;why i cried...&lt;br /&gt;the reason is...&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like ending it all...&lt;br /&gt;but i dun wan...&lt;br /&gt;bcoz i still love&lt;br /&gt;my family...&lt;br /&gt;my frenz..&lt;br /&gt;n every1 i had met...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home...&lt;br /&gt;my mum alwaes nag at me...&lt;br /&gt;for not doing sumtink rite...&lt;br /&gt;or homework..&lt;br /&gt;or my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i was holding a pen...&lt;br /&gt;i wud squeeze d pen tightly...&lt;br /&gt;at unlucky times...&lt;br /&gt;i was holding a 2b pencil...&lt;br /&gt;n i was like squeezing it...&lt;br /&gt;n it broke into 2...&lt;br /&gt;i quickly hide it somewhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hand wud feel a little pain....&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it wud bleed a bit...&lt;br /&gt;but i like to feel the pain...&lt;br /&gt;so dat my heart won't feel&lt;br /&gt;so painful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m disappointed&lt;br /&gt;of myself...&lt;br /&gt;disappointed of wat&lt;br /&gt;i have become...&lt;br /&gt;i was in 3rd place&lt;br /&gt;in the 1st semester...&lt;br /&gt;i was really shock&lt;br /&gt;n deeply upset about dis...&lt;br /&gt;i mean if i was in d top 10...&lt;br /&gt;then it wud b ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 3rd?&lt;br /&gt;to me it is like sending some1&lt;br /&gt;straight 2 hell&lt;br /&gt;by d end of d year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more...&lt;br /&gt;dis year i haf been distracted...&lt;br /&gt;it actually has started in january...&lt;br /&gt;but i tot dat i cud control it...&lt;br /&gt;then in april...&lt;br /&gt;my bro went 4 ns...&lt;br /&gt;i cried even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have become more lonely...&lt;br /&gt;in school...&lt;br /&gt;home...&lt;br /&gt;anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;when my mum started&lt;br /&gt;2 nag n&lt;br /&gt;sae all things...&lt;br /&gt;wehich really hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;i wud act as if i never hear...&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;i wud either go toilet&lt;br /&gt;or my room...&lt;br /&gt;n cry...&lt;br /&gt;my parents will not noe...&lt;br /&gt;they onli noe dat...&lt;br /&gt;i m lazy..&lt;br /&gt;onli noe how 2 eat n sleep...&lt;br /&gt;not responsible&lt;br /&gt;or considerate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;let it b...&lt;br /&gt;as long as she is happy...&lt;br /&gt;dat she scolds me...&lt;br /&gt;i can endure all this...&lt;br /&gt;i can suffer in silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't hide my emotions&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;the place dat hurts most&lt;br /&gt;is my heart...&lt;br /&gt;i m thankful 2 all my frenz...&lt;br /&gt;who showed care n concern...&lt;br /&gt;but i repay u with my silence n tears...&lt;br /&gt;so i tink i m not fit 2 b ur frens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i m meant 2 b all alone....&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;everybody's changing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-8752401043446889689?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/8752401043446889689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=8752401043446889689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8752401043446889689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/8752401043446889689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/07/tuesdae-n-wednesdae.html' title='TUESDAE N WEDNESDAE'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-2339743527572564390</id><published>2007-07-31T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T19:57:41.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TYPICAL ROUTINE</title><content type='html'>i woke up..&lt;br /&gt;in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;had a cold bath...&lt;br /&gt;then..slept again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 11am..&lt;br /&gt;do homework...&lt;br /&gt;watched my fave..&lt;br /&gt;csi,csi:new york,csi:miami...&lt;br /&gt;i like to watch csi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;it was like 3pm..&lt;br /&gt;my father very lazy&lt;br /&gt;to buy lunch so he call kfc&lt;br /&gt;but the number was busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called a few times..&lt;br /&gt;but still cannot..&lt;br /&gt;so he gave up...&lt;br /&gt;then slept...&lt;br /&gt;wth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heated water...&lt;br /&gt;and had bicuits with milo...&lt;br /&gt;i always do that when&lt;br /&gt;i get home after school&lt;br /&gt;for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really eat that much&lt;br /&gt;for lunch unless my mum bought sumtink....&lt;br /&gt;then my father woke up..&lt;br /&gt;he go out and meet my mum&lt;br /&gt;to buy dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they got back at around&lt;br /&gt;7pm..&lt;br /&gt;i had cooked rice...&lt;br /&gt;they buy chilli crab,&lt;br /&gt;grilled stingray,sambal kangkong...&lt;br /&gt;i was like..okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i ate a little bit coz&lt;br /&gt;i was too full...&lt;br /&gt;that is all i remember&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered&lt;br /&gt;dat i haf eng common test tml..&lt;br /&gt;so i studied a bit..&lt;br /&gt;which was useless&lt;br /&gt;bcoz it is compo&lt;br /&gt;n u will not noe wat topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 5.45 am lidat..&lt;br /&gt;n memorized a bit...&lt;br /&gt;then i bathe n dressed up 4 school....&lt;br /&gt;reached there...&lt;br /&gt;after flag-raising ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;felt sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw mr yew..&lt;br /&gt;made my blood boil...&lt;br /&gt;reached class...&lt;br /&gt;then the paper was given out&lt;br /&gt;and it started...&lt;br /&gt;read the questions...&lt;br /&gt;set up by ms haiza...&lt;br /&gt;the questions were like..&lt;br /&gt;erm..damn "difficult" to express...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote the last question..&lt;br /&gt;d question saes dat&lt;br /&gt;i haf to write real or imaginative account&lt;br /&gt;on a story entitled 'A Difficult Choice'&lt;br /&gt;at 1st i haf no idea..&lt;br /&gt;but i had an idea..&lt;br /&gt;i wrote about me n my bf...&lt;br /&gt;then i edit a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote dat i was a flop&lt;br /&gt;in my studies ever since&lt;br /&gt;i met firdaus..&lt;br /&gt;difficult choice:study or love...&lt;br /&gt;chose study 1st..&lt;br /&gt;but sad story..&lt;br /&gt;firdaus died in an accident...&lt;br /&gt;so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..time's up...&lt;br /&gt;it was malay period...&lt;br /&gt;cikgu never come...&lt;br /&gt;then it was maths...&lt;br /&gt;quite ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess..alone in class...&lt;br /&gt;eng period..&lt;br /&gt;sci n history...&lt;br /&gt;then went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n do homework...&lt;br /&gt;after dat i slept...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-2339743527572564390?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-93614002404487679.post-6617842522690816314</id><published>2007-07-28T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:40:42.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRI TRAINING/ RCY CAC</title><content type='html'>oh..yesterdae...&lt;br /&gt;i 4got 2 tell u abt&lt;br /&gt;fri training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..it's not really&lt;br /&gt;a training...&lt;br /&gt;coz me,hl n cindy...&lt;br /&gt;go rc room n colour d posters...&lt;br /&gt;until d end of d training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we entered&lt;br /&gt;d red cross room...&lt;br /&gt;i cried...&lt;br /&gt;dunno y...&lt;br /&gt;i felt miserable...&lt;br /&gt;my heart seems 'heavy'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno y lah...&lt;br /&gt;hl ask me...&lt;br /&gt;but i juz kept quiet...&lt;br /&gt;i juz cry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i alwaes&lt;br /&gt;cry everydae...&lt;br /&gt;n dis week i cried d most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae...&lt;br /&gt;d poster was quite nice...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;they had water parade...&lt;br /&gt;siti was damn wet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home...&lt;br /&gt;n waited 4 mum&lt;br /&gt;2 b back at arnd&lt;br /&gt;8 plus pm 4 dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do maths homework...&lt;br /&gt;then watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;i slept...&lt;br /&gt;but woke up&lt;br /&gt;when cindy told me..&lt;br /&gt;she sent a script&lt;br /&gt;4 tml's cac...&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted 2 print...&lt;br /&gt;but my printer got problem...&lt;br /&gt;halfway printing&lt;br /&gt;got some weird numbers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae woke up at 5.50am...&lt;br /&gt;had cereal wif milk...&lt;br /&gt;n then went 2 siti's house&lt;br /&gt;coz mardi 4got 2 return&lt;br /&gt;me my red cross nametag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached at mac...&lt;br /&gt;met huiling...&lt;br /&gt;cindy was late...&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ms lee...&lt;br /&gt;took a cab...&lt;br /&gt;slept halfway....&lt;br /&gt;got stomach cramp&lt;br /&gt;n felt like vomitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached ang mo kio sec...&lt;br /&gt;change into uniform...&lt;br /&gt;then touched up our&lt;br /&gt;posters...&lt;br /&gt;we used a box n pasted it...&lt;br /&gt;so we can turn it easily...&lt;br /&gt;n show it 2 d judges&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited...&lt;br /&gt;then d judges reached at our&lt;br /&gt;booth...&lt;br /&gt;we did okay&lt;br /&gt;but we kept looking at d scripts..&lt;br /&gt;d judge ask some qns..&lt;br /&gt;then we were relieved&lt;br /&gt;when they finish judging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited till lunch at 1.40 pm...&lt;br /&gt;then we went up back...&lt;br /&gt;we sat down...&lt;br /&gt;they announced d top 3&lt;br /&gt;in all districts...&lt;br /&gt;our district was d last 2 b announced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;it was our district...&lt;br /&gt;we were d 2nd runner up...&lt;br /&gt;we were very happy....&lt;br /&gt;d trophy was nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we took pics&lt;br /&gt;n then went to take a cab...&lt;br /&gt;we reached at city hall&lt;br /&gt;changed into rc shirt&lt;br /&gt;n track pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cindy realise her hp&lt;br /&gt;was not with her...&lt;br /&gt;she go back 2 toilet...&lt;br /&gt;cud not find..&lt;br /&gt;she search her bag...&lt;br /&gt;then went 2 toilet again&lt;br /&gt;with huiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n came back...&lt;br /&gt;she found it...&lt;br /&gt;she was happy n relieved...&lt;br /&gt;then we went 2 mrt station...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back wif huling...&lt;br /&gt;i alight frm mrt at lakeside..&lt;br /&gt;took 187...&lt;br /&gt;n reached home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-6617842522690816314?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5379834825496384519</id><published>2007-07-27T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:38:00.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAE SCHOOL/TRAINING</title><content type='html'>2dae was not so gud&lt;br /&gt;like yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;i came 2 school...&lt;br /&gt;n do malay w.s wif siti&lt;br /&gt;4 a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw kristie...&lt;br /&gt;went 2 her class&lt;br /&gt;n teach her how&lt;br /&gt;2 polish boots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go back class&lt;br /&gt;n had 2 periods of eng lesson...&lt;br /&gt;it was ok...&lt;br /&gt;learnt how 2 do&lt;br /&gt;conversation...&lt;br /&gt;so muz think quickly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dat had 1 period&lt;br /&gt;maths n 1 period history...&lt;br /&gt;it was raining heavily&lt;br /&gt;n there was lightning n thunder...&lt;br /&gt;razi was like playing wif rain water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at d end of history lesson...&lt;br /&gt;razi splashed rain water at me..&lt;br /&gt;it got into my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;i very angry...&lt;br /&gt;i scold him..&lt;br /&gt;i sae i never did any wrong&lt;br /&gt;to him..y he splashed me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wad got over me...&lt;br /&gt;i got angry n throw&lt;br /&gt;my history textbk at him...&lt;br /&gt;very hard..&lt;br /&gt;i actully wanted 2 throw&lt;br /&gt;at his head but i aim at his back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard he say&lt;br /&gt;he juz splashed water&lt;br /&gt;n wan 2 get angry over it...&lt;br /&gt;i kinda agree wif him...&lt;br /&gt;y do i get so agitated&lt;br /&gt;over small matter?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't used 2 b lidat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was angry...&lt;br /&gt;i had wanted 2 sae...&lt;br /&gt;if i chop of ur dick&lt;br /&gt;n sae dat i was juz joking...&lt;br /&gt;how wud u react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dun wan 2 sae..&lt;br /&gt;i was angry...&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 control...&lt;br /&gt;cool down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go down...&lt;br /&gt;i dun really like&lt;br /&gt;to go down 4 recess..&lt;br /&gt;so usually i will b all alone...&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess is 1 period of history...&lt;br /&gt;n 2 periods of mt...&lt;br /&gt;it felt like d lessons end quite fast...&lt;br /&gt;so after sch&lt;br /&gt;me,mardi n siti ate in school...&lt;br /&gt;then we went library...&lt;br /&gt;played scrabble...&lt;br /&gt;then changed 4 training...&lt;br /&gt;i lent mardi my red cross nametag&lt;br /&gt;since i m not wearing uniform...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz tml got competition..&lt;br /&gt;but she 4got 2 give it back 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;so i m in trouble...&lt;br /&gt;i m alwaes in trouble&lt;br /&gt;n alwaes unlucky...&lt;br /&gt;i haf been doing badly&lt;br /&gt;4 some tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m not happy..&lt;br /&gt;i will nid 2 buck up...&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;d end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5379834825496384519?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5379834825496384519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5379834825496384519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5379834825496384519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5379834825496384519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/07/fridae-schooltraining.html' title='FRIDAE SCHOOL/TRAINING'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-5488780964186609403</id><published>2007-07-26T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T19:57:07.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EVEN ADULTS LIED</title><content type='html'>2dae is kinda ok 4 me...&lt;br /&gt;i cud finally smile a bit...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;but let me tell u abt yesterdae...&lt;br /&gt;coz it's kinda weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohk..so i told my mum&lt;br /&gt;to wake me up at 5.30...&lt;br /&gt;bcoz got science test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;when i reached school...&lt;br /&gt;i was holding a science book...&lt;br /&gt;then a school counsellor&lt;br /&gt;came out of d general office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a conversation:&lt;br /&gt;school counsellor:gd morning!&lt;br /&gt;me:gd morning...&lt;br /&gt;school counsellor:studying hard 4 ur sci?&lt;br /&gt;me:(i juz smile n nod)&lt;br /&gt;school counsellor:wad class r u frm?&lt;br /&gt;me:2i2...&lt;br /&gt;school counsellor:ouh..nada is it?&lt;br /&gt;me:yea...how did u noe my name?&lt;br /&gt;school counsellor:oh..bcoz i saw ur name on d prefect list...u r a prefect rite?&lt;br /&gt;me:oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohk..dis is d weird part...&lt;br /&gt;how she noe my name..&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;mardi n siti r oso prefects...&lt;br /&gt;n if there was my name on d prefect list...&lt;br /&gt;it wud b 'Qatrunnada' n not 'Nada'...&lt;br /&gt;so how she noe my name?&lt;br /&gt;i suspect...&lt;br /&gt;i onli suspect arh...&lt;br /&gt;no proof...&lt;br /&gt;i suspect dat it was mr yew&lt;br /&gt;who told her my name...&lt;br /&gt;but 4 wat?&lt;br /&gt;so..i dun tink so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno....&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;d sci test was quite difficult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..let's talk abt 2dae...&lt;br /&gt;so..it was history 4 d 1st 2 period...&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda boring n confusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next..it was eng...&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda ok..&lt;br /&gt;preparing 4 oral...&lt;br /&gt;i read 2 d class...&lt;br /&gt;got a 7 to 8..&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..it was p.e...&lt;br /&gt;then recess...&lt;br /&gt;then...music...&lt;br /&gt;sang d national dae song...&lt;br /&gt;then it was mt...&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring..&lt;br /&gt;then it was art...&lt;br /&gt;i hate calligraphy...&lt;br /&gt;y muz everytink b chinese?&lt;br /&gt;racist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..ok..wadeva...&lt;br /&gt;then..i was going home...&lt;br /&gt;saw ms chan at 2i1..&lt;br /&gt;waved at her..&lt;br /&gt;she talked 2 me..&lt;br /&gt;abt d mon n tues issue...&lt;br /&gt;after dat..&lt;br /&gt;i went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things r kinda compliceted...&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe how 2 express 'em..&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe wat's happening 2 me..&lt;br /&gt;i alwaes feel negative...&lt;br /&gt;being used...pushed aside...&lt;br /&gt;lonely..&lt;br /&gt;weak...&lt;br /&gt;useless...&lt;br /&gt;hopeless...&lt;br /&gt;helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m gonna share with u a poem..&lt;br /&gt;No one can comprehend me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like them&lt;br /&gt;A crime which deserves just punishment&lt;br /&gt;I feel shuned and disowned&lt;br /&gt;I am marked and pegged&lt;br /&gt;I open up to people&lt;br /&gt;But they close their ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if I were in a metroplis&lt;br /&gt;Then I would find others like me&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm stranded in a village&lt;br /&gt;Where only one is acceptable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to stand and scream&lt;br /&gt;Yell at the height of my voice&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you judge when you do not know?"&lt;br /&gt;But people just pass on; paying no mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they do not hear&lt;br /&gt;They cannot see the pain&lt;br /&gt;For in the times we live&lt;br /&gt;You are who people say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another poem...&lt;br /&gt;i am hurting&lt;br /&gt;Not knife in my chest hurting&lt;br /&gt;Not sick hurting&lt;br /&gt;Not the bodily hurt that sometimes comes like wild sobs&lt;br /&gt;But just sorrow hurting&lt;br /&gt;Hurting that I have no control&lt;br /&gt;Hurting that I want to let go, but I can't&lt;br /&gt;Hurting that I want to tell them...impossible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-5488780964186609403?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/5488780964186609403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=5488780964186609403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5488780964186609403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/5488780964186609403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/07/2dae-is-kinda-ok-4-me.html' title='EVEN ADULTS LIED'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-4806658039160006528</id><published>2007-07-24T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T19:56:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MR YEW BULLIED ME!!!</title><content type='html'>hi..&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae got a stomach ache...&lt;br /&gt;big time...&lt;br /&gt;damn painful..&lt;br /&gt;i cried..partly bcoz of dat n sumtink else...&lt;br /&gt;but i can't tell...&lt;br /&gt;it juz breaks my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae...&lt;br /&gt;2dae is lyk d worst dae in my life!&lt;br /&gt;no..no..&lt;br /&gt;it is one of d worst days of my life...&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe y?&lt;br /&gt;well..let me begin...&lt;br /&gt;i woke up n tot dat&lt;br /&gt;i was late 4 sch..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't wear my specs..&lt;br /&gt;so i c d clock..&lt;br /&gt;it is 6.30am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quickly pack my bag...&lt;br /&gt;then..i shower...&lt;br /&gt;then,as i was going 2 my room...&lt;br /&gt;my mum asked mi if i tot&lt;br /&gt;dat it was 6.30 or i purposely bathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked...&lt;br /&gt;i told her i purposely...&lt;br /&gt;then..i act as if i was doing a hmwk...&lt;br /&gt;then..i fell asleep n woke up at 6.45&lt;br /&gt;i wear my uniform n quickly go...&lt;br /&gt;when i reach school..&lt;br /&gt;i feel sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;so i keep quiet n look down&lt;br /&gt;on d floor...&lt;br /&gt;if anybody ask mi anytink...&lt;br /&gt;i will juz nod or shake my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d bell rang n it was tyme&lt;br /&gt;2 go 2 canteen 4 assembly n reading...&lt;br /&gt;after d pledge taking ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;i read mardi's reader's digest&lt;br /&gt;while she read my book...&lt;br /&gt;then..as i was flipping through...&lt;br /&gt;i saw my arch enemy...&lt;br /&gt;my clement yew...&lt;br /&gt;he called syafiq 4 d teacher-student chat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb dat after syafiq...&lt;br /&gt;it is my turn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh shit!&lt;br /&gt;wad 2 do???&lt;br /&gt;walao...&lt;br /&gt;damn it lah...&lt;br /&gt;i continue reading..&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;mr yew came 2 d table...&lt;br /&gt;he call me n ask me 2 come&lt;br /&gt;n sit at a corner of d canteen&lt;br /&gt;4 d teacher-student chat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slowly walk..he was sitting oredi..&lt;br /&gt;yhen he saw mi..he show me&lt;br /&gt;2 sit bside him...&lt;br /&gt;wtf! nan bei sia...&lt;br /&gt;some more d space so little..&lt;br /&gt;so if i sit..i will b close 2 him...&lt;br /&gt;but i juz sit...&lt;br /&gt;then he told me dat&lt;br /&gt;he heard i cried yesterdae&lt;br /&gt;n asked mi if i had any problems...&lt;br /&gt;i looked down on d floor...&lt;br /&gt;i did not wan 2 look at his face....&lt;br /&gt;i didn't talk much..i juz nod n shake&lt;br /&gt;n talk a bit..yea..&lt;br /&gt;then he said abt my bro..&lt;br /&gt;dat was when i suddenly get&lt;br /&gt;emotional n cried...&lt;br /&gt;stupid me..&lt;br /&gt;i myself dunno y i cry...&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 stop...&lt;br /&gt;but my tears keep rolling down...&lt;br /&gt;he told me not to cry...&lt;br /&gt;he then say dat i alwaes&lt;br /&gt;let my emotions&lt;br /&gt;take control on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i dunno wat 2 sae..&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda agree wif him...&lt;br /&gt;seriously...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat's happening&lt;br /&gt;2 me...&lt;br /&gt;i keep crying n i feel letdown...&lt;br /&gt;by whom?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh.....&lt;br /&gt;wat's happening 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;i hate being a teenager...&lt;br /&gt;it sux...&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 b a child...&lt;br /&gt;a child dat noes nothing...&lt;br /&gt;not even right or wrong...&lt;br /&gt;a child dat has no work...&lt;br /&gt;stress-free...&lt;br /&gt;n d only job 2 do is juz cry&lt;br /&gt;when u r scolded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days..&lt;br /&gt;i kinda feel sad n lonely...&lt;br /&gt;it's like...&lt;br /&gt;being alone in a corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..back 2 mr yew...&lt;br /&gt;i finally managed 2 stop crying...&lt;br /&gt;but i notice dat some of d 2i1 ppl&lt;br /&gt;saw me crying...&lt;br /&gt;wah..paiseh arh...&lt;br /&gt;i wud not haf cried if&lt;br /&gt;mr yew didn't mention&lt;br /&gt;my bro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sae i nid 2&lt;br /&gt;get close wif frens...&lt;br /&gt;socialize or sumtink...&lt;br /&gt;wth...but..wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae got aesthetics..&lt;br /&gt;1st lesson..&lt;br /&gt;our class keep saying...&lt;br /&gt;dyan bapok n then yay yay...&lt;br /&gt;then..suddenly..daniel cheng&lt;br /&gt;say mr.chong bapok...&lt;br /&gt;we laughed...&lt;br /&gt;funny sia..but mr. chong dunno&lt;br /&gt;wad it means..&lt;br /&gt;so they juz sae it...&lt;br /&gt;he took time 2 arrange us..&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;when we going 4 recess oredi...&lt;br /&gt;we chanted mr.chong bapok.. yay yay..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;even d gerls chanted too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt eat anitink..&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like eating..&lt;br /&gt;lost my appetite...&lt;br /&gt;then it was science...&lt;br /&gt;lesson was fast cos&lt;br /&gt;dyan wan 2 talk to us abt&lt;br /&gt;d national day charity bazaar...&lt;br /&gt;i was in-charge of&lt;br /&gt;marshmallow dipped in choc...&lt;br /&gt;yum..yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was home ec...&lt;br /&gt;it sux.. i hate ms lai..&lt;br /&gt;she tink she so gud meh?&lt;br /&gt;d project thingy...research...&lt;br /&gt;she anyhow sae i copy paste...&lt;br /&gt;go 2 hell lah..&lt;br /&gt;i summarise it ok...&lt;br /&gt;i hate ms lai...&lt;br /&gt;she will b on my list...&lt;br /&gt;she ask me n siti 2 redo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was maths...&lt;br /&gt;i was nervous n&lt;br /&gt;got a feeling dat i fail...&lt;br /&gt;then..when get d paper...&lt;br /&gt;i hsppy dat i pass but&lt;br /&gt;unhappy then i get less than 15 marks...&lt;br /&gt;haiya..&lt;br /&gt;i muz work hard...&lt;br /&gt;i'll try my best....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-4806658039160006528?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/4806658039160006528/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>HATE MR YEW</title><content type='html'>hello..i juz woke up..&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae i watch&lt;br /&gt;wwe smackdown...&lt;br /&gt;but fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae&lt;br /&gt;d training was&lt;br /&gt;quite okay..&lt;br /&gt;not too tough&lt;br /&gt;not too slack&lt;br /&gt;i tink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..yesterdae..&lt;br /&gt;had lessons...&lt;br /&gt;i hate mr yew&lt;br /&gt;very much..&lt;br /&gt;even if he is d&lt;br /&gt;last teacher on&lt;br /&gt;earth..i still hate&lt;br /&gt;him..very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch..&lt;br /&gt;at 1st plan 2 go&lt;br /&gt;2 d kfc near hua yi sec&lt;br /&gt;but mardi wan 2 go 2&lt;br /&gt;d swimming complex...&lt;br /&gt;she sae dat it was near..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there..&lt;br /&gt;we ordered but haf 2 wait&lt;br /&gt;quite long coz they still&lt;br /&gt;cooking..&lt;br /&gt;d cashier gave us&lt;br /&gt;zinger burger 1st&lt;br /&gt;so..we wait...&lt;br /&gt;then d person gave us&lt;br /&gt;4 burgers..&lt;br /&gt;i tink she gave us extra...&lt;br /&gt;so we gave it 2 suying&lt;br /&gt;since she wanted it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate in classroom..&lt;br /&gt;there was razi,alif n kang yong...&lt;br /&gt;razi collected some kind of a plant..&lt;br /&gt;he sae if d person he give,&lt;br /&gt;he will ask her 2 b his stead..&lt;br /&gt;haha..wth..&lt;br /&gt;he gave mardi but&lt;br /&gt;mardi didn't take it...&lt;br /&gt;so he was like&lt;br /&gt;"heartbroken"...&lt;br /&gt;he told alif n kang yong&lt;br /&gt;who mardi is 'interested'&lt;br /&gt;wif...&lt;br /&gt;n of all ppl he told 'em...&lt;br /&gt;it is..mr clement yew...&lt;br /&gt;muahahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;but i oso had 2 agree&lt;br /&gt;cuz even during mr ng' lesson,&lt;br /&gt;she called him mr yew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oso during mr yew's lesson..&lt;br /&gt;mr yew alwaes call her...&lt;br /&gt;like 'mardi,u wan 2 try?'&lt;br /&gt;or 'how about u mardi?'&lt;br /&gt;hehe...she was like..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno angry..&lt;br /&gt;razi continued 2 whisper&lt;br /&gt;2 alif n kang yong...&lt;br /&gt;n they kip laffing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..mardi chase razi&lt;br /&gt;n scream after him...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..it was funny..&lt;br /&gt;razi ran...cuz he is a football&lt;br /&gt;player..so he is fast..&lt;br /&gt;but he ran a lil' bit slow so dat&lt;br /&gt;mardi can't catch him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae..we change into&lt;br /&gt;mufti...while waiting&lt;br /&gt;to fall in..we saw kristie...&lt;br /&gt;i heard dat she had a fall...&lt;br /&gt;then after dat...&lt;br /&gt;while putting down my bottles...&lt;br /&gt;i saw jesslyn's wrist..&lt;br /&gt;there were like slashes..&lt;br /&gt;juz like my fren when&lt;br /&gt;he was depressed...&lt;br /&gt;i told mardi..&lt;br /&gt;we talked to her...&lt;br /&gt;she juz sae ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hope she&lt;br /&gt;doesn't do dat again...&lt;br /&gt;i noe she is stressed...&lt;br /&gt;unlike some other sec 3s..&lt;br /&gt;it's like every1 is pinning&lt;br /&gt;hope on her...n&lt;br /&gt;she didn't wan 2 let every1 down..&lt;br /&gt;so yea...&lt;br /&gt;dat will b d end of my post...&lt;br /&gt;i wan 2 cry...&lt;br /&gt;coz i hate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7341357473584044086?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7341357473584044086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7341357473584044086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7341357473584044086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7341357473584044086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-207.html' title='HATE MR YEW'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-8387369985728180960</id><published>2007-07-11T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T19:54:17.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RACIAL HARMONY???NOT...</title><content type='html'>hiyee!!!&lt;br /&gt;very sorry&lt;br /&gt;i have not&lt;br /&gt;been updating my blog...&lt;br /&gt;coz i have been busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots n lots&lt;br /&gt;have happened&lt;br /&gt;after the june&lt;br /&gt;school holidays..&lt;br /&gt;such as mr tay has&lt;br /&gt;become our permanent&lt;br /&gt;maths teacher&lt;br /&gt;for the next 4 months!!&lt;br /&gt;renon n i&lt;br /&gt;always joked about&lt;br /&gt;her ai chin music...hehe&lt;br /&gt;her full name is&lt;br /&gt;mrs tay ai chin..n&lt;br /&gt;there is a wwe wrestler&lt;br /&gt;who have a finishing&lt;br /&gt;move called&lt;br /&gt;the sweet chin music..&lt;br /&gt;lol..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..ya..&lt;br /&gt;i 4got to tell u&lt;br /&gt;sumtink..&lt;br /&gt;my father&lt;br /&gt;quarreled with&lt;br /&gt;my mother&lt;br /&gt;just because of his singing competition...&lt;br /&gt;he kinda shouted..&lt;br /&gt;i can hear his voice even&lt;br /&gt;if the door was closed..&lt;br /&gt;i was watching tv at d hall&lt;br /&gt;n my bro was playing online games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked at 1st..&lt;br /&gt;i pretend not 2 listen&lt;br /&gt;but it was scary..&lt;br /&gt;however,wad is even&lt;br /&gt;more scary is that&lt;br /&gt;d next dae...&lt;br /&gt;d were talking 2 each other&lt;br /&gt;in normal tones...&lt;br /&gt;except i noticed dat&lt;br /&gt;my mum was a bit loving to him..&lt;br /&gt;adults...&lt;br /&gt;i juz don't understand 'em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's talk abt my sch...&lt;br /&gt;it sux..&lt;br /&gt;i was like suffering...&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe y?&lt;br /&gt;in school..i have friends...&lt;br /&gt;they made me 4get my loneliness...&lt;br /&gt;came back sch...&lt;br /&gt;it was like a graveyard...&lt;br /&gt;n also boredom...&lt;br /&gt;no 1 in d house except me...&lt;br /&gt;i can't blieve i m at home..&lt;br /&gt;i mean wad is d meaning of home...&lt;br /&gt;i tink dat even if i die...&lt;br /&gt;my parents will finish their work,&lt;br /&gt;my bro will finish his trainings n&lt;br /&gt;24 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;they found out dat i m dead...&lt;br /&gt;wow...dat is wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean my mum won't have to nag&lt;br /&gt;at me early in d morning&lt;br /&gt;n waste her energy n breath...&lt;br /&gt;my father..he is such a caring man...&lt;br /&gt;he won't have to ask me&lt;br /&gt;if i wan to eat dis or dat food anymore..&lt;br /&gt;my bro won't have 2 scold me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;4 juz a small joking matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they cn save money...&lt;br /&gt;electricity...&lt;br /&gt;love..&lt;br /&gt;wat the hell...&lt;br /&gt;why am i talking like this?&lt;br /&gt;puieee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..so let's REALLY&lt;br /&gt;talk about sch 2dae...&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at arnd 6.10am...&lt;br /&gt;bathe n dressed up..&lt;br /&gt;i had brought baju kurung&lt;br /&gt;with me coz 2dae got&lt;br /&gt;"racial harmony" day...&lt;br /&gt;mardi wore a brown baju kurung...&lt;br /&gt;shi yuan wore a pink baju kurung...&lt;br /&gt;i changed n wore blue baju kurung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was accompanying ct 2&lt;br /&gt;huiling's class...&lt;br /&gt;then..when i wan 2 go back to class...&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into mr yew...&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing a...erm...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad king of shirt he's wearing...&lt;br /&gt;he looked at my baju kurung n say&lt;br /&gt;'Nice costume'....n walked away...&lt;br /&gt;nice costume??&lt;br /&gt;it's a baju kurung lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..so..wadever..&lt;br /&gt;thx 4 d comment anyway...&lt;br /&gt;we had flag raising&lt;br /&gt;n it was hm ec...&lt;br /&gt;we had to do a roti john...&lt;br /&gt;me n renon were partners....&lt;br /&gt;so renon told rauf n mardi&lt;br /&gt;to share an egg since ms lai&lt;br /&gt;wanted us(in pairs) to&lt;br /&gt;have only half an egg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ct n jolene were partners...&lt;br /&gt;then..dunno wad happen..&lt;br /&gt;ms lai asked us to crowd&lt;br /&gt;at her table...&lt;br /&gt;n asked us 2 put d bowls wif d eggs in it&lt;br /&gt;on her table...&lt;br /&gt;she told us dat there shud&lt;br /&gt;b 12 bowls including hers...&lt;br /&gt;there were 13...&lt;br /&gt;she flared up n asked who had extra...&lt;br /&gt;her instructions were:&lt;br /&gt;-pair up&lt;br /&gt;-half an egg per pair&lt;br /&gt;i saw ct n jolene mixing&lt;br /&gt;one whole egg each..&lt;br /&gt;individuallly...&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh...&lt;br /&gt;it must b 'em...&lt;br /&gt;then...ct did d unthinkable..&lt;br /&gt;i tink..i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;she put her mixed egg into jolene's...&lt;br /&gt;dat wud make 2 eggs in a bowl...&lt;br /&gt;ms lai's instructions was to&lt;br /&gt;have half an egg per pair&lt;br /&gt;not per person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ct was doing dat,&lt;br /&gt;ms lai saw her..oh shit..&lt;br /&gt;she stared at ct...&lt;br /&gt;ct was staring at her&lt;br /&gt;innocently...&lt;br /&gt;then..she was like a&lt;br /&gt;mad teacher..screaming&lt;br /&gt;at d top of her voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..it was ok..&lt;br /&gt;we continued doing&lt;br /&gt;our roti john..&lt;br /&gt;ms lai suddenly asked us&lt;br /&gt;to go back to our places...&lt;br /&gt;she asked who changed partners...&lt;br /&gt;n places...&lt;br /&gt;there was jolene,ct,dennis,yiqin&lt;br /&gt;n hui wen...&lt;br /&gt;she screamed n said dat we shud not change places&lt;br /&gt;juz bcause sum1 is absent...&lt;br /&gt;so..everytink was fine again....&lt;br /&gt;we managed to do d roti john n&lt;br /&gt;finish it in time...&lt;br /&gt;we got 13..&lt;br /&gt;i heard syafiq n wei jie got 0&lt;br /&gt;coz they only cooked an egg...&lt;br /&gt;not on d bread...&lt;br /&gt;jolene got 10...&lt;br /&gt;so i tink ct oso got 10...&lt;br /&gt;mayb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was malay...&lt;br /&gt;n i did not finish d malay hmwk.....&lt;br /&gt;we quickly rushed 2 malay class&lt;br /&gt;coz we were late...&lt;br /&gt;we started 2 do d ws in class...&lt;br /&gt;in front of the teacher...&lt;br /&gt;cikgu mardiana saw it...&lt;br /&gt;she asked who hadn't finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every1 raised up...&lt;br /&gt;she asked us why we didn't finish...&lt;br /&gt;we answered her by 2dae...&lt;br /&gt;then, when we were doing...&lt;br /&gt;i saw her leaving d class...&lt;br /&gt;with her things without saying anitink...&lt;br /&gt;we realised it n quickly try 2&lt;br /&gt;finish it up...&lt;br /&gt;we copied each other's answer...&lt;br /&gt;mardi,wani,ct,rauf,dyan&lt;br /&gt;went to find cikgu at d staff room..&lt;br /&gt;to ask 4 forgiveness...&lt;br /&gt;then..as i was abt 2 fing 'em...&lt;br /&gt;they told me dat cikgu&lt;br /&gt;wants d class to write&lt;br /&gt;a reflection on wat happen 2dae..&lt;br /&gt;on a piece of paper...&lt;br /&gt;one page long..&lt;br /&gt;wad d hell...&lt;br /&gt;ct was cursing her...&lt;br /&gt;calling her emo n all dat...&lt;br /&gt;wad d hell..&lt;br /&gt;every1 of us quickly do..&lt;br /&gt;coz she wants it by&lt;br /&gt;d end of MT period...&lt;br /&gt;haish...&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue next tyme..&lt;br /&gt;now i gtg...&lt;br /&gt;nid 2 bathe...&lt;br /&gt;n oso cry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-6550261078422933285</id><published>2007-06-03T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:36:54.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU</title><content type='html'>Today,for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;i did not sent my bro&lt;br /&gt;off for his ns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i felt that...&lt;br /&gt;what is the use&lt;br /&gt;of just sending him&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;you go back home???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;i am going&lt;br /&gt;to stop talking&lt;br /&gt;about my trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want to know&lt;br /&gt;why i share&lt;br /&gt;this with you?&lt;br /&gt;well,because you&lt;br /&gt;are the only&lt;br /&gt;person that i&lt;br /&gt;feel comfortable&lt;br /&gt;talking to...&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br 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title='YOU'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7927549765140341031</id><published>2007-06-01T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:34:47.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UG OVERSEAS TRIP DAY 2</title><content type='html'>hiyee....&lt;br /&gt;so..today...&lt;br /&gt;bro reached home...&lt;br /&gt;bought me and father&lt;br /&gt;hotdogs...yum..yum..&lt;br /&gt;i am now going to&lt;br /&gt;continue about the trip..&lt;br /&gt;i just can't keep&lt;br /&gt;to myself...&lt;br /&gt;i feel that&lt;br /&gt;i have to let&lt;br /&gt;it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;0630: call from mother,woke up and bathe&lt;br /&gt;0730: packed luggage and had breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Didn't quite like breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;no appetite to eat so much...&lt;br /&gt;0800: Proceed to caving&lt;br /&gt;it was very fun...&lt;br /&gt;the tour guide&lt;br /&gt;was MR. KAMAL!&lt;br /&gt;omg..i like his hair...&lt;br /&gt;but he is young and old&lt;br /&gt;but not so old..&lt;br /&gt;at first, we walked&lt;br /&gt;towards the cave&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot of&lt;br /&gt;mosquitoes on the way...&lt;br /&gt;ride a jeep&lt;br /&gt;which was very fast..&lt;br /&gt;my hair was messy&lt;br /&gt;but i don't mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explored the cave..&lt;br /&gt;learned how a column&lt;br /&gt;took to form&lt;br /&gt;which is about 100 years&lt;br /&gt;and those people&lt;br /&gt;who said that the cave is dark..&lt;br /&gt;is not true...&lt;br /&gt;there are holes&lt;br /&gt;and natural sunlight&lt;br /&gt;go through the holes..&lt;br /&gt;saw some bats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out of the cave&lt;br /&gt;and ride the same jeep..&lt;br /&gt;mardi asked the driver&lt;br /&gt;to speed up real fast..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;he really did...&lt;br /&gt;and we screamed...&lt;br /&gt;not because&lt;br /&gt;we were scared&lt;br /&gt;but it is because&lt;br /&gt;we were loving it&lt;br /&gt;very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time..&lt;br /&gt;my hair is sooo&lt;br /&gt;damn messy...&lt;br /&gt;we got on the bus..&lt;br /&gt;we were on the way&lt;br /&gt;to go to where the jeeps&lt;br /&gt;were parked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached,&lt;br /&gt;we had a toilet break..&lt;br /&gt;then, we heard that&lt;br /&gt;the boys were lazy to queue&lt;br /&gt;so they pee outside&lt;br /&gt;at a place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, mr. kamal&lt;br /&gt;told us to be in groups&lt;br /&gt;of 5...&lt;br /&gt;it was just perfect&lt;br /&gt;because we,red cross,&lt;br /&gt;people were made of 5...&lt;br /&gt;we tried to tell mr. kamal&lt;br /&gt;that we wanted the same jeep&lt;br /&gt;that we had ride just now..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;i could still remember the&lt;br /&gt;number plate of the jeep:&lt;br /&gt;BP96...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, we did not manage&lt;br /&gt;to get the jeep..but it is ok..&lt;br /&gt;at least we get a jeep...&lt;br /&gt;right??&lt;br /&gt;so we ride it...&lt;br /&gt;and now we are having&lt;br /&gt;an off-road jeep&lt;br /&gt;adventure...&lt;br /&gt;or so you may say....&lt;br /&gt;the 4d Wheel&lt;br /&gt;Adventure Drive&lt;br /&gt;to Berembun Waterfall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey was quite bumpy&lt;br /&gt;and at times..&lt;br /&gt;i had some small branches&lt;br /&gt;slapping my face...&lt;br /&gt;it was painful,of course&lt;br /&gt;but i learn to dodge it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..we stopped at&lt;br /&gt;a location where&lt;br /&gt;the 5 of us need to go down&lt;br /&gt;and be separated&lt;br /&gt;because our jeep's tyre&lt;br /&gt;could not go through the&lt;br /&gt;next obstacle course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi,sam and me&lt;br /&gt;ride on mr koh's jeep..&lt;br /&gt;there were teng seng,&lt;br /&gt;benjamin,jovan,renon&lt;br /&gt;and mr koh...&lt;br /&gt;jovan could not take&lt;br /&gt;the pain as he was always&lt;br /&gt;slapped by the branches..&lt;br /&gt;so he went to the front seat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood at jovan's place&lt;br /&gt;and the jeep soon&lt;br /&gt;started to move...&lt;br /&gt;it was smooth at first&lt;br /&gt;but it was VERY rough&lt;br /&gt;later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went through muddy slopes...&lt;br /&gt;where i had to hang on&lt;br /&gt;to the railings...&lt;br /&gt;and my body always&lt;br /&gt;hit the railings..which is&lt;br /&gt;also painful...&lt;br /&gt;well...we got down&lt;br /&gt;at another location&lt;br /&gt;and walked for about&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes..across a wide bridge...&lt;br /&gt;then, we reached the Berembun waterfall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..it was very beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;we had a packed lunch&lt;br /&gt;while eating on some&lt;br /&gt;huge rocks&lt;br /&gt;and admiring the waterfall...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't quite like the rice&lt;br /&gt;but i liked the chicken...&lt;br /&gt;so i ate the chicken only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi,sam and me&lt;br /&gt;quickly throw away&lt;br /&gt;our leftovers&lt;br /&gt;and went for a swim...&lt;br /&gt;i admit that i was scared&lt;br /&gt;because i was afraid that&lt;br /&gt;i may not be able to swim...&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;as i put my legs into&lt;br /&gt;the water..&lt;br /&gt;it was freezing cold...&lt;br /&gt;the water was damn cold...&lt;br /&gt;but i want to endure it...&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to miss&lt;br /&gt;my chance of playing in the&lt;br /&gt;water at a waterfall...&lt;br /&gt;luckily,the 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;were wearing track pants&lt;br /&gt;and a red cross shirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was okay for us...&lt;br /&gt;but i pity renon&lt;br /&gt;because he was in the water&lt;br /&gt;for a while and then&lt;br /&gt;he was out of the water&lt;br /&gt;shivering..maybe because&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing pe attire...&lt;br /&gt;so..i tried to tease him...&lt;br /&gt;he was just sitting on a rock..&lt;br /&gt;shivering like..i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;anyway..mardi and i&lt;br /&gt;played in the water&lt;br /&gt;sam used a bottle and&lt;br /&gt;filled it up with water&lt;br /&gt;then she pulled my collar&lt;br /&gt;and poured the water behind&lt;br /&gt;at my back...&lt;br /&gt;it was damn cold...&lt;br /&gt;i struggled to run..&lt;br /&gt;but it was useless...&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept watching mr kamal&lt;br /&gt;while playing...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know but&lt;br /&gt;i can sense that&lt;br /&gt;he was looking at me too&lt;br /&gt;as i looked at him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played in the water&lt;br /&gt;quite long..&lt;br /&gt;i saw mr kamal&lt;br /&gt;sleeping on the rocks&lt;br /&gt;comfortably...&lt;br /&gt;doesn't the insects bite?&lt;br /&gt;i asked in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;i knew he was a&lt;br /&gt;close-to-nature kind&lt;br /&gt;of guy..i admired people&lt;br /&gt;like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400-1730: continue with 4D wheel drive&lt;br /&gt;the journey back was better..&lt;br /&gt;we visited a place...&lt;br /&gt;which sell food somewhat&lt;br /&gt;look like taufu..&lt;br /&gt;the three of us bought&lt;br /&gt;1kg of it and a chilli bottle&lt;br /&gt;then we visited&lt;br /&gt;a groundnut factory...&lt;br /&gt;didn't buy anything there...&lt;br /&gt;i was very tired..&lt;br /&gt;so i slept in the bus&lt;br /&gt;until we reached the resort...&lt;br /&gt;1730: Return to resort. wash up.&lt;br /&gt;i bathed.&lt;br /&gt;the other 4 girls went to a nearby shop&lt;br /&gt;and bought ice creams for themselves..&lt;br /&gt;i was quite disappointed&lt;br /&gt;because they left me all alone&lt;br /&gt;in the room..&lt;br /&gt;i thought that there was&lt;br /&gt;at least one person&lt;br /&gt;who stayed behind&lt;br /&gt;to accompany me..&lt;br /&gt;some friends they are..&lt;br /&gt;i was hurt...&lt;br /&gt;i kept quiet...&lt;br /&gt;jovan, benjamin and renon&lt;br /&gt;came to our room..&lt;br /&gt;played poker card..&lt;br /&gt;i went to the toilet&lt;br /&gt;to wet my hair&lt;br /&gt;and as i was about&lt;br /&gt;to leave the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;i saw a frog...&lt;br /&gt;a medium sized frog..&lt;br /&gt;i calmly closed the door&lt;br /&gt;and told mardi about it..&lt;br /&gt;mardi shrieked..&lt;br /&gt;renon was a brave guy...&lt;br /&gt;he offered to take the frog..&lt;br /&gt;he took a plastic bag&lt;br /&gt;and caught the frog...&lt;br /&gt;then he released&lt;br /&gt;the frog just outside our room..&lt;br /&gt;the frog jumped away...&lt;br /&gt;mardi screamed at renon&lt;br /&gt;and asked him why&lt;br /&gt;he released it outside our room&lt;br /&gt;renon told mardi&lt;br /&gt;that the frog had jumped away&lt;br /&gt;i told renon to throw away&lt;br /&gt;the plastic bag at a bin&lt;br /&gt;near the canteen..&lt;br /&gt;all the teachers were&lt;br /&gt;at the canteen&lt;br /&gt;and they were looking&lt;br /&gt;at the direction of our room...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't play poker cards&lt;br /&gt;because i was too upset...&lt;br /&gt;1900: Dinner&lt;br /&gt;i ate a little&lt;br /&gt;even though i was very hungry...&lt;br /&gt;0830: Night walk&lt;br /&gt;it was very hot&lt;br /&gt;btu nice&lt;br /&gt;because i get close to nature..&lt;br /&gt;we were walking&lt;br /&gt;in a clear area...&lt;br /&gt;when my phone rang&lt;br /&gt;in an antic ringtone...&lt;br /&gt;krriinggg...krrriiinnnggg....&lt;br /&gt;i quickly took&lt;br /&gt;the phone..&lt;br /&gt;it was my mum..&lt;br /&gt;i told her to&lt;br /&gt;call me back later&lt;br /&gt;but she can't hear..&lt;br /&gt;so i shouted a bit&lt;br /&gt;not very loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i hung up..&lt;br /&gt;and heard some npcc guys&lt;br /&gt;say "aku ingat talipon mana seh"&lt;br /&gt;something like that...&lt;br /&gt;we finished the night walk..&lt;br /&gt;1030-1100: return to resort&lt;br /&gt;i was happy and tired...&lt;br /&gt;when i got back to the room..&lt;br /&gt;i found 6 mosquito bites..&lt;br /&gt;all on my left hand..&lt;br /&gt;it was itchy..&lt;br /&gt;i applied axe oil..&lt;br /&gt;my mum called&lt;br /&gt;and i said goodnight to her...&lt;br /&gt;then i was ok&lt;br /&gt;with the 4 girls..&lt;br /&gt;we went to a nearby&lt;br /&gt;shop and bought drinks&lt;br /&gt;because we were thirsty..&lt;br /&gt;we were drinking and&lt;br /&gt;mardi was just about to&lt;br /&gt;lie down comfortably&lt;br /&gt;when there was a knock&lt;br /&gt;on the door..&lt;br /&gt;"room service"jovan said..&lt;br /&gt;we knew it was the 3 of them..&lt;br /&gt;renon,jovan and benjamin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they also had bought drinks&lt;br /&gt;they bought 2 each...&lt;br /&gt;we played poker cards..&lt;br /&gt;then there was a knock&lt;br /&gt;on the door..&lt;br /&gt;we didn't know who it was..&lt;br /&gt;we told sam to ask who it was&lt;br /&gt;because some npcc guys like to&lt;br /&gt;play pranks on girls&lt;br /&gt;by knocking on their door&lt;br /&gt;and run away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam asked who it was...&lt;br /&gt;there was silent...&lt;br /&gt;we were all listening&lt;br /&gt;for an answer...&lt;br /&gt;then, we heard&lt;br /&gt;mr.koh's voice&lt;br /&gt;mardi quickly&lt;br /&gt;hide the cards&lt;br /&gt;and her drink...&lt;br /&gt;then sam opened&lt;br /&gt;the door..&lt;br /&gt;mr. koh wanted&lt;br /&gt;the boys to go out&lt;br /&gt;of our room..&lt;br /&gt;he said something&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't listening...&lt;br /&gt;i was busy drinking..&lt;br /&gt;after sam closed the door,&lt;br /&gt;we were relieved..&lt;br /&gt;we were quite hungry&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to buy&lt;br /&gt;cup noodles..&lt;br /&gt;at the nearby shop...&lt;br /&gt;whe we were at the shop,&lt;br /&gt;mr kamal was there..&lt;br /&gt;we were looking around&lt;br /&gt;and saw some drawings&lt;br /&gt;and plannings..&lt;br /&gt;we praised the drawings&lt;br /&gt;and mr kamal&lt;br /&gt;told us that he drew&lt;br /&gt;all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi saw a brochure..&lt;br /&gt;about tomorrow's activity..&lt;br /&gt;jungle trekking and canopy walk...&lt;br /&gt;she looked at the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;saw a leech picture...&lt;br /&gt;she was scared..&lt;br /&gt;then we bought cup noodles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used a water dispenser&lt;br /&gt;to pour hot water on our&lt;br /&gt;cup noodles..&lt;br /&gt;it was dark..&lt;br /&gt;there were pierce secondary boys..&lt;br /&gt;i was pouring the hot water&lt;br /&gt;when there was a light shown&lt;br /&gt;at my hand&lt;br /&gt;pouring water into my cup noodle...&lt;br /&gt;i turned to look&lt;br /&gt;and saw MR. KAMAL..&lt;br /&gt;wow...i admire him&lt;br /&gt;a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we returned to our room&lt;br /&gt;and ate the noodle...&lt;br /&gt;after that, mardi was&lt;br /&gt;already sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;so was kai ting&lt;br /&gt;there was a spiderman movie...&lt;br /&gt;so i lied down and watched it...&lt;br /&gt;sam was sitting down&lt;br /&gt;and she was completely&lt;br /&gt;focused on the tv...&lt;br /&gt;debbie was also lying down&lt;br /&gt;and watching the tv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes and&lt;br /&gt;suddenly sam woke me up...&lt;br /&gt;what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;she said "cakap nak tengok ni"&lt;br /&gt;pointing to the tv..&lt;br /&gt;i nodded and watched&lt;br /&gt;and didn't realise&lt;br /&gt;i was starting to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7927549765140341031?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7927549765140341031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7927549765140341031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7927549765140341031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7927549765140341031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/06/ug-overseas-trip-day-2.html' title='UG OVERSEAS TRIP DAY 2'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93614002404487679.post-7959247196649405706</id><published>2007-06-01T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:31:16.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.Y.E.results/UG OVERSEAS TRIP DAY 1</title><content type='html'>hello..&lt;br /&gt;long time never post..&lt;br /&gt;so now i am going to post...&lt;br /&gt;about my ug overseas trip&lt;br /&gt;to jeram besu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before i tell you&lt;br /&gt;about it...&lt;br /&gt;i am going to tell you&lt;br /&gt;about my results&lt;br /&gt;for mye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got B4 for english...&lt;br /&gt;A1 for maths...&lt;br /&gt;A1 for science...&lt;br /&gt;A1 for malay...&lt;br /&gt;B4 for geography...&lt;br /&gt;A1 for literature..&lt;br /&gt;A1 for design and technology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy that&lt;br /&gt;i also got 3rd&lt;br /&gt;position in class...&lt;br /&gt;but i am worried&lt;br /&gt;that there will&lt;br /&gt;be a lot of pressure&lt;br /&gt;to maintain position&lt;br /&gt;number 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;now i am going&lt;br /&gt;to tell you&lt;br /&gt;about my trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0515: &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;oke up and bathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0550: Dressed up and left home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0613: Reached school with parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0632: Parents left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0645: G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ot on the bus..sat with mardiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0715: Bus drove to 2nd linku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0830: Short stop for breakfast and toilet break(own expense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a chewing gum..&lt;br /&gt;renon bought a poker card for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;0900: Proceed to Jeram Besu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat with mardiana and slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1130: Lunch at local restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i forgot what i ate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1230: Continue journey to Jeram Besu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept because there is nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1600: Upon arrival in Jeram Besu; check-in to CRP Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi,sam and me&lt;br /&gt;stay in the same room&lt;br /&gt;while debbie and kai ting&lt;br /&gt;in the other room&lt;br /&gt;but next to our room&lt;br /&gt;we rested for a while&lt;br /&gt;then, we took turns to bathed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1900: Proceed for Dinner at CRP Resort Open Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to walk for&lt;br /&gt;about five minutes...&lt;br /&gt;the dinner is quite nice...&lt;br /&gt;night walk was cancelled&lt;br /&gt;as it just rained heavily...&lt;br /&gt;so we went back&lt;br /&gt;to the hotel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mardi invited renon&lt;br /&gt;to play cards in our room..&lt;br /&gt;mardi,renon and me&lt;br /&gt;played poker cards&lt;br /&gt;and to make it more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;we decided to make&lt;br /&gt;the loser do a forfeit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was unlucky...&lt;br /&gt;i lost two times and&lt;br /&gt;had to do funny "stunts"&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br /&gt;although i had&lt;br /&gt;to do embarrassing 'stunts',&lt;br /&gt;i still enjoyed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,mardi changed&lt;br /&gt;the rules and said&lt;br /&gt;that the person who&lt;br /&gt;is in the middle...&lt;br /&gt;meaning that..&lt;br /&gt;did not win first or lose..&lt;br /&gt;will do forfeit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renon was the middle person...&lt;br /&gt;mardi thought of&lt;br /&gt;a very funny forfeit..&lt;br /&gt;haha..it was VERY funny...&lt;br /&gt;then, sombody knocked on our door...&lt;br /&gt;renon opened it and the boys&lt;br /&gt;looked in and teased renon..&lt;br /&gt;then,they left...&lt;br /&gt;we continued playing..&lt;br /&gt;then,kai ting and debbie&lt;br /&gt;came and renon&lt;br /&gt;quickly left as it was&lt;br /&gt;already going to be 10 pm...&lt;br /&gt;the 4 of us played poker cards&lt;br /&gt;while sam watched the tv...&lt;br /&gt;she really liked drama serials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there was a knock&lt;br /&gt;on our door...&lt;br /&gt;it was aldric..&lt;br /&gt;he asked us&lt;br /&gt;if there are any boys&lt;br /&gt;in our rooms...&lt;br /&gt;we told him no...&lt;br /&gt;he also told us&lt;br /&gt;not to make&lt;br /&gt;so much noise&lt;br /&gt;as there is already&lt;br /&gt;a complaint about us&lt;br /&gt;i mean our fuhua people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...we slept...&lt;br /&gt;but mardi,sam and me&lt;br /&gt;could not sleep...&lt;br /&gt;so we quickly&lt;br /&gt;knocked on next door&lt;br /&gt;and slept with&lt;br /&gt;kai ting and debbie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not sleep at first&lt;br /&gt;because sam slept beside me&lt;br /&gt;and snored loudly...&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i slept.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/93614002404487679-7959247196649405706?l=hadesfire0903.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/feeds/7959247196649405706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=93614002404487679&amp;postID=7959247196649405706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7959247196649405706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/93614002404487679/posts/default/7959247196649405706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hadesfire0903.blogspot.com/2007/05/mye-resultsug-overseas-trip-day-1.html' title='M.Y.E.results/UG OVERSEAS TRIP DAY 1'/><author><name>firdaus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
