<?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-21340535</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:15:55.018+08:00</updated><category term='Find Aylwin'/><title type='text'>HisLastWalk.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>738</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2464961216915718954</id><published>2009-03-10T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:10:42.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been keeping this for sometime, argggh I have to say it. I have this friend that is so disgusting. She is so desperate for sexxxxxxxxxx and keeps telling me about it. Arghh, and I'm having my bat country days again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;But she really disgusts me like some desperate person dying for sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-2464961216915718954?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2464961216915718954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2464961216915718954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2464961216915718954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2464961216915718954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-been-keeping-this-for-sometime.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8465534772467538290</id><published>2009-03-08T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:47:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uh huh. I practically jumped up to life this morning when my handphone alarm burst. It's some BTF's song mind you. Haha, so i'm suppose to have a handful of events today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the day sitting on my bed for like 15mins after waking up. Lol, i was just stunned. Did my chores, packed my shoebag, bid goodbye. Hmm, left house for AMK Hub around 12pm. Met KC, and he's a really nice lad to offer me one of his SNICKERS bar. Heh, so we're suppose to head over to Marsiling to his Aunt's saloon for a haircut. Yeap, i decided to 'cut' my hair. Actually .. I didn't. More of, thinning and shortening te back. Trimming the top and thinning the rest. Hah, my head feels way lighter now. TEEHEE. I know it's always a waste of money whenever i step into a saloon. My after-haircut doesn't make much difference, just way thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so we had to leave back for training in Sengkang. Snailed our way there with bus 161. Holy crap, we had to play a match there with those kids. Lol. We weren't really into the game yet. Haha, cause we knew we had another match with the adults in hand. So we didn't take the kids game seriously and lost. LOL! Then, our long waited trek to Punggol with the grassland field near my house. Wore our gears, heed our tactical formation and off we went to greet the uncles to start the match. The first half wasn't that bad. Trailing 1-0 till one of our players made it 1-1. Hmm, i think it was Hairul who crossed it over from the right flank to me. Luckily i managed to keep the ball in play with a left footed lay off finished with a right tap into an empty net. I forgot the rest but we were on 3-3 for halftime. So more tactical measures, me and hairul decided to switch flank. Right Wing isn't really what i usually play on, but i think i adapted it pretty well just for the constant running box to box. We won in the end. 5-4 the score at full time. I must say, it's a good morale boost to win our first 'major' match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left, KC wore my slippers home leaving me barefooted. Zack stayed back to debrief more of the match. Yeap, i think the team did well. I returned back home, bathed thoroughly and entertained Zixxie! Haha, having the initial plan to nap till 12am for Sara to wake me up. But ok, i couldn't get to sleep anyway. Received Crystal's goodnight kiss and i settled on the purple couch for The Matrix to start. WOOOO. Haha, Keanu Reeves is awesome. He's like really the kind of actor for these type of fantasy movies. Just look at Constanstin, Matrix series. He's really that kind of actor you expect in such shows. Erm, that pretty much concluded my day. I've to meet Syaf and gang tomorrow 12.30pm at the bus stop to school. Collect testimonials from teacher. I thought it won't be out till late June .. But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i go. I really hated something. Favouritism. Yes i'm jealous.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'm nothing compared to his 2 blood daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-8465534772467538290?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8465534772467538290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8465534772467538290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8465534772467538290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8465534772467538290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/uh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8941565067232908021</id><published>2009-03-08T04:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T05:01:58.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;DAVID WANTS/NEEDS A NEW BLOGSKIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN ANYONE HELP ME CHOOSE/DESIGN ONE FOR ME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY PRETTY FUCKING PLEASE WITH A BANANA ON TOP??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M QUITE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DULLIFIED &lt;/span&gt;BY THE BLACK BACKGROUND~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-8941565067232908021?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8941565067232908021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8941565067232908021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8941565067232908021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8941565067232908021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/david-wantsneeds-new-blogskin-can.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6075898599918661431</id><published>2009-03-07T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T04:16:46.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is the best part of the message,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it only took &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really don't feel myself .. In the fucking sense that my mind pulls out from reality and Heaven sent down an Angel to knock me out. Not dramatic, maybe i'm just weird. Ok, confessions. I kinda regret doing lots of things. Things are happening and i can't control myself anymore. Be it temper, patience wise i think i lost it all. I feel a changed person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling nostalgic in recent days. I know everyone does. ): I don't know how to put this. But yeah i have some personal woes, that i would helly won't love to share. Sigh. Anyway, i miss school! And i miss .. RAWWWWWRRR~! Lol, i don't know. I'm really weird. Hi. ;) Hey check it out! I'M HUNGRY. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let yourself go&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Lord pick me off the ground&lt;br /&gt;You never said this would be simple&lt;br /&gt;So pull me in and turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6075898599918661431?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6075898599918661431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6075898599918661431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6075898599918661431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6075898599918661431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-best-part-of-message-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7056614958619727582</id><published>2009-03-06T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:56:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youuuuuu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgzqWxifI/AAAAAAAAApM/GPJGQKu1kVc/s1600-h/DSC02290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgzqWxifI/AAAAAAAAApM/GPJGQKu1kVc/s400/DSC02290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310131876305930738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so feeling dang weird. Others are like busying doing checkups/photos/xray blahblahblah for the registrations. While my RP, only needs my result slip with deposit payment will do for enrolment. Haha, i know RP isn't as definitive. But ok. Will register at the school on Monday though. Hopefully to get the Acer. Oh, i wonder how is the payment like. I doubt the accept cheques, or it'll be worst to like pay the $1200 in cash! Haha, i seriously have no idea what i'm talking here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i'm thinking of applying for Subway. I need a job. My wishlist just grew longer and larger. ): I want so many many many shirts! And new sneakers. My Conserve dying.. HIGH CUTS WILL BE GREAT. Haha yay. I should get them. Ok, next week i reckon its football/swimming/jogging@macritchie. Haha, sports week. Oh i heard its the school holidays too. Now i think about it, back then i was a fool to always yearn for holidays. Me now having spent all my wasted holidays on YouTube. Damn. Jerbbbbb~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Zix! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgzWcarfI/AAAAAAAAApE/vNxgpXshDG0/s1600-h/DSC02309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgzWcarfI/AAAAAAAAApE/vNxgpXshDG0/s400/DSC02309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310131870960889330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had more confidence in myself and allowed him to crawl out of his cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgQ8OAhLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3QH-SDxkkvI/s1600-h/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgQ8OAhLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/3QH-SDxkkvI/s400/DSC02310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310131279805580466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know you're in love with him .. (with my legs too? XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgQHRH5zI/AAAAAAAAAo0/IZSxrO36f3I/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgQHRH5zI/AAAAAAAAAo0/IZSxrO36f3I/s400/DSC02314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310131265591568178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had lots of food in his cheeks. Seriously alot. Saturday tomorrow, meaning i'll have to clean his cage. Haha. Oh, he had so much fun running around my room LOL. Then i think at one point he got lazy already he kept running back to the cage when i put him out. Yeap, i left the cage open. He didn't even want to come out or escape. Good boy. Hahaha. I think he had moodswings this afternoon. I handled him and he bit me pretty hard. But in the night he's so friendly!! Oh gosh, my English .. It's so broken. T.T&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/21340535-7056614958619727582?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7056614958619727582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7056614958619727582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7056614958619727582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7056614958619727582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/youuuuuu.html' title='Youuuuuu.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SbFgzqWxifI/AAAAAAAAApM/GPJGQKu1kVc/s72-c/DSC02290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5190806941813414016</id><published>2009-03-05T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:11:43.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First i'm very pissed and fucking irritated with my computer. Urgh. Nevermind, so i went out with Darren to Queensway today. Just to get new pair of shoes. I told myself i must not go home with a Nike, cause i always loved Adidas and Puma. In the end, i brought a pair Nike shoes home. Dang it. Hmm, anyway i bought Zix some chewing wood. He didn't really like it though. But ok. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i'm registrating for RP on monday. Mos probably getting my Acer too. Know what, i'm in no fucking mood to blog. But i shall carry on. I'm using my old number again. The contract somehow bounced to life. Erm, i've switched my email too.           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;david.dixxie@live.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i just love the xx. So cute. American Idol, nothing interesting as long as Adam Lambert and Alexis Grace are through. (: Now i'm hand-tied of what else to blog. Boring life, equvilant to like same old post every single day. So there's something going on in my tagboard again. Heh, i just have to answer you. Read my previous post properly ok. I wasn't REALLY hitting at you. ;D Haha, Zix just now went a little crazy. Well, he's a good boy! I left the cage door open, he didn't want to come out. Haha, i think he loved his house too much. But i took him out anyway. So he crawled and ran around my room. Heh, didn't bit me already. Lol, i love Zix. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream as though you'll live forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live as though you'll die tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-5190806941813414016?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5190806941813414016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5190806941813414016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5190806941813414016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5190806941813414016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-im-very-pissed-and-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6096648893189773493</id><published>2009-03-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:10:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, i don't like it when i get misunderstood. Ok, nobody does. But what the fuck? You come right at me, not to any other one else. Like i said before, you wanna fuck with me, i'll fuck with you. This is my blog, i've received many 'passerby' tags. Not only one. So don't take it too hard or misunderstand. What i wanna say is, you got one ball to criticise me, but where's the other one to show your name? Unless you're female, then we'll talk about it calmly over a cup of coffee sometime. HAHAHAHA. Lol. BAMF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm heading to island of Queen tomorrow. Haha, kinda lazy but i'll still go. Plus i have to get some pet biscuits for Zix from Sararara. (:  American Idol today was fine, the blind guy was pretty awesome actually. OH! I'm glad Adam Lambert made it to the top12. Hehe. Alright, i've enough. Bye, no offense but if you hate me so much, so be it. Not like i'll give you attention to smother your guilt.&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/21340535-6096648893189773493?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6096648893189773493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6096648893189773493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6096648893189773493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6096648893189773493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheese.html' title='Cheese'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-746102838574169209</id><published>2009-03-03T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:23:39.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soz</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating. But i hated how some dudes get really bossing. Or worst, some became sore loser just because of a slight accidental kick during soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Zix has been pretty naughty. Always biting me recently. Oh, i got him bathing sand today. Saw him bathed for the first time since i got him on Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the part i don't want to mention so much is.. about my appeal case to SP. They've rejected me. Hardcore. It's like my all passion to further my D&amp;amp;T knowledge. Why can't they take me in on account of my D&amp;amp;T? Why would they rather give another person the course i want so badly to someone who has zero knowledge in designing? Why? What the fuck? In case you're interested ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi David,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sorry for the late response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I have just checked with the Admissions Department.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sincerely apologise that your appeal has been unsuccessful. Reason being your cut off points too far off the required points for the Architecture course in SP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Really tried my best but quite difficult to justify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pls register for RP and wishing you all the best. Study hard alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fella has been really a great help. I thank him though for helping me this much. Oh well, i've tried hard enough to appeal but i think i should just make the best out of my RepublicPolytechnic life. RP, here i come.. I'm actually quite prepared for this rejection, but i somehow feels really hard to take it. Nevermind, Business Applications isn't all that bad right people? ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-746102838574169209?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/746102838574169209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=746102838574169209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/746102838574169209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/746102838574169209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/03/soz.html' title='soz'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7371307631639389588</id><published>2009-02-28T23:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:42:40.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday Came Suddenly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of cycling! With Zack again. Haha, sorta like a training. But good for me anyway. Haha, today we hit the roads and went all the way to AMK Hub. Haha, almost got lost! But didn't, thanks to my good vision. TEEHEE! It's really dangerous, considering traffics were everyfuckingwhere. LOL. Saw KC working at NTUC. Well, got ourselves a drink and off we cycled back. But this time, we decided to explroe new places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this weird route that leads to we weren't that sure at first. It looks like this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalhUaYNr0I/AAAAAAAAAos/2n7t57lRHaQ/s1600-h/DSC02273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalhUaYNr0I/AAAAAAAAAos/2n7t57lRHaQ/s400/DSC02273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307880639139000130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually it wasn't like this at first, the route seems really fresh and pretty new! But to our horror as we went deeper. HAHA! PUNK'D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalhTx7XZlI/AAAAAAAAAok/G8_Zzm4d_fE/s1600-h/DSC02274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalhTx7XZlI/AAAAAAAAAok/G8_Zzm4d_fE/s400/DSC02274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307880628280583762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looked like some abandoned walkway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalhTQcckcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WpYDNPO2ZAI/s1600-h/DSC02276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalhTQcckcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WpYDNPO2ZAI/s400/DSC02276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307880619292529090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's really cooling there though! But effing lots of mozzie. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalgEeFQW2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/FXkyT_S08HU/s1600-h/DSC02277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalgEeFQW2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/FXkyT_S08HU/s400/DSC02277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307879265743690594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got out of that darn place. Hit pass Fernvale and ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalgEHPKKKI/AAAAAAAAAoM/irSUG_LN6Ig/s1600-h/DSC02278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalgEHPKKKI/AAAAAAAAAoM/irSUG_LN6Ig/s400/DSC02278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307879259611211938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was scouted beside the grasslandsalong some LRT.. Looks scary, and i don't think it's a scarecrow. Looks more like, a crucifix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalgD7CBcCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vHsvesZrmjI/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalgD7CBcCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vHsvesZrmjI/s400/DSC02282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307879256334888994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uhm hmm, found some undone parks. Explored down under the overhead bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalfHCwofLI/AAAAAAAAAn8/-RK0SwOILyw/s1600-h/DSC02283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalfHCwofLI/AAAAAAAAAn8/-RK0SwOILyw/s400/DSC02283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307878210437414066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Anchorvale Community Club! Beautiful! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalfGPkK_aI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DKOCLmlUtoA/s1600-h/DSC02285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalfGPkK_aI/AAAAAAAAAn0/DKOCLmlUtoA/s400/DSC02285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307878196694941090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to head home not long after.. The bike i got was another spare bike Zack has. Bad thing is, it has no brakes at all. Yeap, i had to always use my foot to screech. =/ Just think about all the hardwork conquering past those busy roads all the way to AMK and back. Haha, had to go back home and it FRIGGIN' poured. Thank Zack for his Ella. Lol, lonely walk home. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalfGDUoZMI/AAAAAAAAAns/_Lb5se13Uog/s1600-h/DSC02287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalfGDUoZMI/AAAAAAAAAns/_Lb5se13Uog/s400/DSC02287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307878193408533698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My house is just down this bridge lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaleROc-cxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/otNpakvaldU/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaleROc-cxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/otNpakvaldU/s400/DSC02288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307877285863256850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chikopek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had some pictures of my beloved little sister. (: I want to share it with the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaleQv4_6LI/AAAAAAAAAnc/nQsq_eDoLj8/s1600-h/DSC02267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaleQv4_6LI/AAAAAAAAAnc/nQsq_eDoLj8/s400/DSC02267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307877277659293874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Firstly, it's not my room ok. I wouldn't want High School Musical poster in my room. EEW. Ok, Crystal was wearing Calista's dress. Lol. She's gorgeous right! I swear, 10 years down when she's 15 or 16. She's going to be one hell of a beauty. Haha, she' really pretty right! Hmm, my sister is the best gift from God. I seriously love and dote her so fucking much. Its like every night she gives me goodnight kisses and say a simple 'I Love You Kor Kor' It just melts my heart. With her around i feel really contented, even though she's only my half sister .. Then again we're like blood related that even DNA can confirm without even testing. I don't know how to exaggerate this but i love my little sister alot. Picking her up from school may be a fucking dread, but thinking at the brighter side.. Its a blessing in disguise whereby she trusts me more than anyone, even my parents. I can bet that. Ah, forget it. I don't know how to express this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaleQqofFrI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-IrS2_vpGE4/s1600-h/DSC02265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaleQqofFrI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-IrS2_vpGE4/s400/DSC02265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307877276247856818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love you Crystal. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalcYZz_xjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pAaVcF8XAy8/s1600-h/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalcYZz_xjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pAaVcF8XAy8/s400/DSC02263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307875210148431410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;3333  Oh, i came to understand hamster are pretty smart creature. Zix, was really weird these days. But i then realise he was doing something else.. The other time, i cleaned his little hut where he sleeps, i didn't put any beddings like i usually do. I only added a few seeds. So the hut is like empty with only 4 seeds inside. The next day, i saw the hut filled with chewed beddings and alot of opened seeds arranged neatly at one corner, and that little sexy beast lazing on top of it. HAHA, so i figured Zix chewed the beddings from the 1st storey and spat it out to make a bed for himself in his hut. Clever eh.  Erm, he recently love to kick and messed up the beddings. Most noticably, everytime i add seeds to his food plate, he would smell it. Then hours later you'll see the food plate covered with beddings. At first i thought he was playful and was also afraid he couldn't find any food. So i had to take out the plate and clear the beddings away. Guess what i found. OPENED SEEDS. So i realise, he cracked all the seeds, laid it there and kicked all the beddings to cover it. Hiding it from others and saving all for himself. HAAHHA. I love Zix too, especially when he sits on 2 legs and the other 2 hanging infront him, staring at you. FUCKING CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalcYGpZiKI/AAAAAAAAAnE/C5fuk-z_Dy0/s1600-h/DSC02272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalcYGpZiKI/AAAAAAAAAnE/C5fuk-z_Dy0/s400/DSC02272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307875205003708578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEE! His hut so neat. Can't really see though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalcX9PgBvI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lyGd25xxcm8/s1600-h/DSC02271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalcX9PgBvI/AAAAAAAAAm8/lyGd25xxcm8/s400/DSC02271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307875202479163122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Log.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, done for now. Lazy. =/&lt;br /&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/21340535-7371307631639389588?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7371307631639389588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7371307631639389588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7371307631639389588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7371307631639389588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/someday-came-suddenly.html' title='Someday Came Suddenly'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SalhUaYNr0I/AAAAAAAAAos/2n7t57lRHaQ/s72-c/DSC02273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4006898415842415324</id><published>2009-02-27T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:35:34.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty By The Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Day Out By The 'Sea'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Zack's area to get his bike. Yeap, we went cycling! (: It has been pretty long since i explored my town with a bike! Looking at every piece of new buildings form, it's just amazing how construction is done at such speed. Seriously! Flats i've never seen before was right before my eyes. Haha, so we had our destined area at Punggol Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the 'clean' route though. But bad thing was we need to ride along the road. Meaning, police have the rights to stop us for we don't have a helmet. But what the heck! For the fun of it! What could they do to 17 year olds? Lol. Anyway, on our way, we stopped by they bungalow estate around the area there. I DIDN'T KNOW THERE WERE SUCH ESTATE. I FRIGGIN' swear. =/ It's awesome! Feels like when i was back in Medan when i lived in my Bungalow .. =/ I miss the times. Oh well! The houses were awesome! Mini swimming pools, huge gardens, watch dogs, undergound parkings etc. AWESOME. Sadly, the transport there is really deserted. You need your own car. Unless you don't mind walking a long distance to the nearest LRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Punggol is really sweet i must say. Many different routes to explore and stuffs. Not long we reached the beach. The Jetty was really run down. But ok, here are pictures i took! I know i'm not good at photography.. but i appreciate nature MORE than you do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/Sagba7Y6aOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tLwQE6XhHVE/s1600-h/DSC02227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/Sagba7Y6aOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tLwQE6XhHVE/s400/DSC02227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307522310288861410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zack says it's Malaysia opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagbanyDO-I/AAAAAAAAAms/l4Qxm69MKgE/s1600-h/DSC02228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagbanyDO-I/AAAAAAAAAms/l4Qxm69MKgE/s400/DSC02228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307522305025588194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagZcxQVXXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/B3up-qDNQH0/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagZcxQVXXI/AAAAAAAAAmk/B3up-qDNQH0/s400/DSC02230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307520142905007474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The FRIGGIN' hardcore sandy path. There were hardcore-r paths ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagZcyFO6JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/KGKtxKHneXE/s1600-h/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagZcyFO6JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/KGKtxKHneXE/s400/DSC02231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307520143126882450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagZchvkunI/AAAAAAAAAmU/jHWCQot7I4o/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagZchvkunI/AAAAAAAAAmU/jHWCQot7I4o/s400/DSC02235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307520138741070450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know whats the point of this picture. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagYdR4RKWI/AAAAAAAAAmM/qWBMIpv5Um4/s1600-h/DSC02237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagYdR4RKWI/AAAAAAAAAmM/qWBMIpv5Um4/s400/DSC02237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307519052150810978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geography? Deposition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagYcyKIWnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zIEG5DmI89k/s1600-h/DSC02238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagYcyKIWnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/zIEG5DmI89k/s400/DSC02238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307519043635796594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's part of Punggol. I mean the 'forest' opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagYbsrfPII/AAAAAAAAAl8/z-_KPeHPe74/s1600-h/DSC02239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagYbsrfPII/AAAAAAAAAl8/z-_KPeHPe74/s400/DSC02239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307519024985226370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some reasons, this shot doesn't look like its in Singapore at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the landscape shots, we decided to go down the bay. Haha, lifted up some mossed rocks. And these are what we found ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagXJwYo7fI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ykyq1nMSums/s1600-h/DSC02244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagXJwYo7fI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ykyq1nMSums/s400/DSC02244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307517617230638578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww~ You cute little lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagXJLUsU_I/AAAAAAAAAls/1RcgIKUJ-jc/s1600-h/DSC02246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagXJLUsU_I/AAAAAAAAAls/1RcgIKUJ-jc/s400/DSC02246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307517607281972210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's not a worm, it's some centipede like creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagXIj1Qq-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/CzfZFaUNsNw/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagXIj1Qq-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/CzfZFaUNsNw/s400/DSC02248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307517596681153506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FIRST MR.KRABS! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagVaJhEZdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/gXBYcXKNbFc/s1600-h/DSC02249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagVaJhEZdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/gXBYcXKNbFc/s400/DSC02249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307515699831530962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was really tiny, like 2cm only. There were baby crabs though. FRIGGIN' small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagVaNcrJZI/AAAAAAAAAlU/tnKh4SOxxsI/s1600-h/DSC02250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagVaNcrJZI/AAAAAAAAAlU/tnKh4SOxxsI/s400/DSC02250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307515700886840722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol, mini river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagVZ3ie9NI/AAAAAAAAAlM/SycRqob_wqc/s1600-h/DSC02254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagVZ3ie9NI/AAAAAAAAAlM/SycRqob_wqc/s400/DSC02254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307515695005627602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KRABS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagUFs9lCSI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7vjLjsreSrM/s1600-h/DSC02255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagUFs9lCSI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7vjLjsreSrM/s400/DSC02255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307514249057470754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zack lifted this huge FRIGGIN' rock and found this! I WAS REALLY DISGUSTED AT FIRST. Lol, really yucky at first sight. But awhile later i figured out they were merely having some slumber party in centipede version. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagUFTVQ2LI/AAAAAAAAAk8/nk3KGtCFdyQ/s1600-h/DSC02257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagUFTVQ2LI/AAAAAAAAAk8/nk3KGtCFdyQ/s400/DSC02257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307514242177489074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This soft like creature was cute. It was all puffy at first, but it shrank after awhile and refuses to not stick on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then .. i lifted this larger rocks, and!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagUFA90C7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/Tf3Jajhxpyk/s1600-h/DSC02259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagUFA90C7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/Tf3Jajhxpyk/s400/DSC02259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307514237247294386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE FIRST PATRICK STAR! Oh my, i'm so proud i found this. LOL. Beautiful ain't it? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it got pretty late in the evening already. Was like almost 7pm, night was falling and we cycled out of the beach. Wait, we took the'dirty' route. HAHA, not the 'dirty' you're thinking of .. It's just, some deserted grassland and really abandoned route with lots of vegetation around. In other words, it's like a forest. Pretty scary though, for the fact it was late in the evening! Haha, well we survived and stopped by a nearby kiosk for a drink. Then we got really ambitious and decided to ride more. Haha, we conquered the longggg overhead flyover to Sengkang. Tiring! THEN! My bike, the left paddle got really shaky and unstable! So we had to stop for awhile to fix it. Zack got a spanner with him. LOL. He knew there were something wrong with the paddle. Yeap, fixed it. And we cycled to SKSS! LOL, my bike was doing persistent trouble. ): The screw of the paddle kept going loose. Stopped for a few times to keep securing the darn thing. Until .. the basketball court near the school, my bike gave up. The paddle dropped and the screw was gone! Tried tracing it back our tracks though, but no luck. What else but to cycle back. Yeah, we forced in the paddle. So i had to really cycle slowly to make sure the paddle don't falls out. HAHA. Cute. Made it back home safetly! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, had dinner and watched American Idol Part2 of group 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/adam%20lambert" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii75/lizjayliz/adam.jpg" alt="Adam Lambert Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is Adam Lambert! Last contestant for group2. I THINK HE IS AWESOME. AND PLUS HE'S FRIGGIN' HOT. MOLTEN HOT. LOOK AT HIS GORGEOUS EYES! OHHHMEEEGODDDDZXXXZ! At some point of time he looked like Joe Jonas. LOL. I think he sang really good, for the fact he handled the high pitches really awesomely. So he's gonna be the male contestant i'm going to support for American Idol! Alexis Grace for female! I hope Adam gets through to top12. PLEASEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i know you guys have been waiting for Zix's pictures! Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagTI9u3rRI/AAAAAAAAAks/_Y6XfDP4dHk/s1600-h/DSC02262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagTI9u3rRI/AAAAAAAAAks/_Y6XfDP4dHk/s400/DSC02262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307513205587160338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was eating the bread i fed him. Cute right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagTIcfmYSI/AAAAAAAAAkk/NXfEgKNLm6E/s1600-h/DSC02208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagTIcfmYSI/AAAAAAAAAkk/NXfEgKNLm6E/s400/DSC02208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307513196664742178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagTH88Q_iI/AAAAAAAAAkc/6emSbusL2UQ/s1600-h/DSC02194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SagTH88Q_iI/AAAAAAAAAkc/6emSbusL2UQ/s400/DSC02194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307513188195040802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol, digging at the sunflower seeds. Haha, alright. This is a really long ass post. I think i've said enough. Good bye! &lt;3&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/21340535-4006898415842415324?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4006898415842415324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4006898415842415324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4006898415842415324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4006898415842415324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/beauty-by-sea.html' title='Beauty By The Sea'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/Sagba7Y6aOI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tLwQE6XhHVE/s72-c/DSC02227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-984429000221162469</id><published>2009-02-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:33:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/guitar%20throw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 237px; height: 177px;" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u297/gilliamonsterr/Bands/thjustinchrisagain.gif" alt="Guitar Throw Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAOSIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Omg, awesome guitar flips. I COUNTED 6!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my day went on. Somewhat the usual you know. Except .. i accidentally cut my index finger. I was fixing my little sister's toy guitar. Haha, actually we made a video together. But i figured it was pointless to put up anyway. Heh, i think everyone kinda realised. Zix's making my blog more alive. HAHA. Well, to update you all. He've been doing really weird stuffs lately. Don't wanna say it out, but he's still the cutest beast ever!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I watched American Idol earlier on. (: Group 2 wasn't really America's standard, but i'm sure is happy for Alexis Grace who made it to top12 from group1. Yay! All the way Alexis!&lt;3 Haha, she's like so short and cute kind. And! For the fact she's a young mum at the age of 21, and she still follows her dream. Now that's what i'm talking about passion. Heh! I wanted to put up her picture here, but blogger's again being super mean for not cooperating! So yeah, LiveNLoaded was ok. I only liked Here For Nothing from Republic Polytechnic! OhhMEGODDX. They are really talented! The vocals is really good for a guy, saxophone is a great mix to the acoustic music roots. Synth was even more awesome! Haha, oh i forgot to mention about Trella. One of the songs, the rhythm guitars went out of tune. Not really bad but it was pretty obvious. Well maybe my hearing has problems. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about it, my right ear .. I don't know. I think i'm going deaf. )': It's like .. NEVERMIND! Haha, so i guess everyone's like having their honeyed holidays in tune. While some unfortunate people are rotting like me. 20th April is still a long way to go! Seriously, i need a job to kill time. Unless it rains money, i would go out everyday man. Really! LOL. I think i crapped too much here so kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/alexis%20grace" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n87/Ole-Timer/281x211.jpg" border="0" alt="Alexis Grace Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go Alexis Grace! Ain't she sweet?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-984429000221162469?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/984429000221162469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=984429000221162469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/984429000221162469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/984429000221162469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/saosin-omg-awesome-guitar-flips.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u297/gilliamonsterr/Bands/th_thjustinchrisagain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3812803520140819235</id><published>2009-02-26T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:27:15.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa</title><content type='html'>Haha, i wanted to curse the weather, but i changed my mind after that. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just came back from football. Went late though, and played a few matches and got drenched in the rain soon after. Decided to stop and headed to McD for lunch! Haha, GUESS WHO I SAW! I saw SARA GOH. OHMEEGODDDXZXZ!! She became so pretttttty. LOL, yeah couldn't recognise her at first. But i did later on. ;D Man, Sara if you're reading this, LET'S HANG OUT SOON K. I MISS YOU SO FUCKING MUCH. HAHA. BEEN LIKE YEARS SINCE I LAST MET YOU. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm bored. I couldn't imagine what antics i will be doing should i own a webcam now. HAHA. PROBABLY DANCING BUTT NAKED FOR PEOPLE. LOL. Neh, maybe boxers will do. HAHAAHA. Orh, i'm sick. Alright. I don't want to blog already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3812803520140819235?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3812803520140819235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3812803520140819235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3812803520140819235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3812803520140819235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/sa.html' title='Sa'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2322584989036302388</id><published>2009-02-25T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:02:36.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d</title><content type='html'>Everytime i walk into my room at night, i looked out the window and wonder what if .. NAH! I'M JUST KIDDING, I WOULDN'T WANNA SUICIDE. Haha, ok really. I'm like really bored everyday and night. I've been working on the videos and stuff. But my lousy camera always disappoints me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, have anyone felt like. You want something just because you WANT it? Obviously right ok what the hell am i asking. Sorry, hmm but yes i'm so confused. Anyway, Zix scared me earlier on. He grinded the gate, like OHHMEEGODDDZXZXX. The sound damn loud and the gate was shaking! I thought he was going to escape. Haha, lucky the gate was strong. Hehe, Zixxie probably needed something to gnaw his teeth on. I've yet to get the dog biscuits which is recommended. Yeah, edible for hamster too. Especially for calcium and gnawing. I done my research ok. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i want to talk about my weight. I'm really fed up. Even after gorging myself with so much food these holidays, i DIDN'T GAIN A SINGLE KILO. Couldn't gain back the 4kg lost during November period. Slut right, what's happening to me. ): Hmm, talk about personal charm.. I can't even gain weight, which then if it happens, i can work out and wooooo pump up my body. HAHA. Sigh, really if i can gain at least 2kg, it's like almost a dream come true already! I swear, its really difficult. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tik tok, i'm effing stoned. OH! Texted Anis earlier on. Heh, her laptop died. No wonder Anis mumma M.I.A-ed! Haha, ok then. I'm in no FRIGGIN' mood to blog more. kthxbai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-2322584989036302388?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2322584989036302388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2322584989036302388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2322584989036302388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2322584989036302388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/d.html' title='d'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3872138533091319428</id><published>2009-02-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:33:56.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/confused" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt255/jackie16232/funny/afd9a5776f7681118d224ebd66aff730.jpg" alt="confused? Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell no, i hate situations like this. I guess everyone knows i don't express myself well, and i think i said this many time in my blog that i can't really put my intention into action. And that's where people start misunderstanding me sometimes.. Anyway, i think moving on is what is called the best problem solution. You move on, forget about the past and expose yourself to many other differences in life .. Ok, don't wanna get too emotional on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, hello! It rained pretty long today. Which is, GOOD. Haha, cooling. However i wasn't very happy about my Sims2 game. I downloaded it since December 26th on my torrent. It was done today afternoon, only to be diappointed after installing that i cannot play it. How annoying. _l_ So i gave up trying, decided to delete the whole shits. Heh, i think me and my little sister got closer than ever! Haha, i love her so much. &lt;3 So the big idea is, i'm proud to have such a sister. Even though she is only related halfly to me.. For the fact that i feel really alone in my family here. Ah, complicated stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess there isn't any happy stuffs for me to talk about, goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Zix's Update : He's being a pretty bad boy recently! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3872138533091319428?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3872138533091319428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3872138533091319428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3872138533091319428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3872138533091319428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/hell-no-i-hate-situations-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt255/jackie16232/funny/th_afd9a5776f7681118d224ebd66aff730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1274719688906669330</id><published>2009-02-23T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T03:31:33.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby Bunny!</title><content type='html'>Orh, i hate my music player on my blog suddenly. It's irritating. I can't pause it already. Now i'm having the urge to take it off.. BUT THEN I WON'T HAVE ANY MORE SONGS TO LISTEN TO!! Haha, ok crapped much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recently i've been doing lots of football/soccer. Reasons are simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; I need my stamina back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;I've got a touranment in May 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;I need to excersise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; I want my build back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;I love football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, ok so i'm a preferred LW now. (Left Winger) Oh, alright i should die. My whole holidays are widely spent on YouTube. _l_ Man, not saying it suckass. But i wasted my time, when i could had use it to work had i not been so lazy. Anyway, before i forget, and plus i think i haven't post this news on my blog yet! I'M A FATHER NOW! Lol, joking. The news is, i've changed my hp number. Ask me for it yeah, or get from people who have it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind though. This March 27th, i'm flying back to Medan for family visit and stuffs. Hmm, Zix will be on Claudia's hands for few weeks. Haha, she has 17 hamster the last time she told me. Crazy! But ok, good at least she has experience. Oh well, again i'm annoyed with SP. They're still keeping me in great suspense. I know they promised to let me know my appeal result on March, but my friends who appeal the same way i did already have their results! That makes me anxious about my future. I just hope they give me good news, seriously. Ok, but it'll be a teen dream come true if i enter that school on Architecture! &lt;3 Whatever it is, i just want to continue my D&amp;amp;T. Get a good cert, and fly to Melbourne for Monash Uni. (: WOAH, i sounds like i'm so smart. BUT HEY, MY TEEN DREAM. SO SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Anis mumma disappeared eh. Haven't contact her for weeks. Since Valentine's Day she had her NAFA entrance exams. =/ Please tag me if you're reading this Anis mummy! I'm pretty sleepy now, but i don't want to go to bed yet.. URGH ok i'm really irritated with my music player. Lalala~ I'm wanna die off, and probably dig for food. Me me me hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-1274719688906669330?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1274719688906669330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1274719688906669330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1274719688906669330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1274719688906669330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/chubby-bunny.html' title='Chubby Bunny!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4085153844400114207</id><published>2009-02-22T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:51:14.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God ASSS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe! Woke up almost noon. Nic couldn't pass me the sand today so yeah. Its ok, and well my day moved on. Slutty times. Bat Country is getting the best out of me. =/ Oh well, so i had to turn to Zix for entertainment. Haha, he's so cute! Doing weird antics and stuffs. One thing, i realise he doesn't eat from the food plate in his cage eh. Like constantly waiting for me to feed him seed by seed. Argh, lol! I'm afraid he's dependant on me. WHAT IF I'M OUT AND I'M NOT THERE TO FEED HIM. T.T Ok, hush. Erm, i think he's getting fatter! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGIIvVhK8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/WbBl-8-C-Y8/s1600-h/DSC02124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGIIvVhK8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/WbBl-8-C-Y8/s400/DSC02124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305671519746206658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw this weird scene outside my window. There's no factory or any related stuffs. The bulk of smoke just clouded the sky. Oh, its an airport there. Maybe some plane stalled or something.. But yeah, how to save the earth if stuffs like these keep happening. ): I read the newspaper, the world will change alot very very soon. Expect solar panels on flat's window top etc. Almost everywhere. Ahhh, mother earth, i pity you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGHeXhckcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/RmTf-hLhc-Q/s1600-h/DSC02131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGHeXhckcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/RmTf-hLhc-Q/s400/DSC02131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305670791799280066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's my post without Zixxie! HAHA. He look kinda freaky here. That's what i think, but he's still C-U-T-E. (: Oh, that's what he has been doing recently. The moment i walk to the cage, he'll crawl to the fences and sniff for food. That's why i say .. he's getting a little bit dependant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGHeAMXGtI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rpwcCZM4GME/s1600-h/DSC02127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGHeAMXGtI/AAAAAAAAAkE/rpwcCZM4GME/s400/DSC02127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305670785536826066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwww! Look at how he naps! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGHeODn0LI/AAAAAAAAAj8/eOQ52a3Eezk/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGHeODn0LI/AAAAAAAAAj8/eOQ52a3Eezk/s400/DSC02125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305670789258268850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He moved too fast! Can't see his eyes. HAHA, man i love Zix and *  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i napped a little later on, bought Chicken Cutlet Rice for dinner. Tv and died. I'm so lifelessly dead. Seriously, no jobs, lazy bumming around. WTFFF. Anyway, my boring ass day went on till almost midnight i got really really really bored./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHOTOSHOOT TIME!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGGqgroCLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oN7iSiuLWCk/s1600-h/DSC02170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGGqgroCLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oN7iSiuLWCk/s400/DSC02170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305669900904695986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously .. miss my lip ring. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGGqXFppBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zXPaAXPS6h8/s1600-h/DSC02158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGGqXFppBI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zXPaAXPS6h8/s400/DSC02158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305669898329498642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA, i don't know what am i implying here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGGponD95I/AAAAAAAAAjk/YZpGGh1JhGU/s1600-h/DSC02155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGGponD95I/AAAAAAAAAjk/YZpGGh1JhGU/s400/DSC02155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305669885853169554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KISS ME WILL YOU?  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, life's good now. Just chat with Lina on the phone. AHAHA, FUNNY AS ALWAYS. I hang and called hang and called repeatedly for 4 times i think. Purposely. LOL. Ask her why. ^.^ But i hate her so much she insulted me. T.T Anyway, i wanna stop here. I'm getting really long winded. _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e2cb60813a799694" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2cb60813a799694%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524996%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D145B9061542B24D8333A680FA53B61A802D672.23E0EF22926691FD53A22F2D8F4519E918529814%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2cb60813a799694%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Diq_WzN3h5OUzDBlEz8QEvpyvnlc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De2cb60813a799694%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524996%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D145B9061542B24D8333A680FA53B61A802D672.23E0EF22926691FD53A22F2D8F4519E918529814%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De2cb60813a799694%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Diq_WzN3h5OUzDBlEz8QEvpyvnlc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, a short video of my sexy partner. (: I figured i narrated shit words, so i decided to put a melody over my narration. Haha! Enjoy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-42bc28ffbabb6ef7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42bc28ffbabb6ef7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524996%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8D1B8FBB76FA1FFA9F785CF353F4EA4FFC659BC.48356F6F5DB61FEC5B2123307C3A2544AC8B8014%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42bc28ffbabb6ef7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dfkx8Ajg_vWwSo-mZox2K14-Y1_s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42bc28ffbabb6ef7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524996%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8D1B8FBB76FA1FFA9F785CF353F4EA4FFC659BC.48356F6F5DB61FEC5B2123307C3A2544AC8B8014%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42bc28ffbabb6ef7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dfkx8Ajg_vWwSo-mZox2K14-Y1_s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was, REALLY REALLY GODMUMMA ASSY BORED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4085153844400114207?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=42bc28ffbabb6ef7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e2cb60813a799694&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4085153844400114207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4085153844400114207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4085153844400114207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4085153844400114207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-asss.html' title='God ASSS!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaGIIvVhK8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/WbBl-8-C-Y8/s72-c/DSC02124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6392446219827901119</id><published>2009-02-21T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:47:51.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAVID.DI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaA91gtny0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6Bhd5kaA6q0/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaA91gtny0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6Bhd5kaA6q0/s400/DSC02107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305308350566091586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got bored so i edit this picture. My hair colour totally changed LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello! Today i don't have anything special. Woke up around 11am, breakfast then i had to clean Zix's cage and change his beddings. Haha, quite funny. But nevermind. I'm getting sand for him to bathe tomorrow from Nic. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i walked to the training field for soccer. Haha, met the team and settled for introduction. Then we have our tactical charges etc. Soon some of them left and only me, zack and Hairul i think stayed. Good, cause there came another team. Played against them to build some team chemistry, of cause with some of their players to our side. LOL, friggin' funny. Got spectators, BUT THEY SIT OBSTRUCTING THE FIELD. If you get what i mean. =/ Well, i got new scars on my oh so sexy legs. =/ Nevermind! I think we did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i just woke up at 00:15 feeling really sleepy. But i can't get back to sleep now, my eyes are wide awake. Anyway, there's one thing i need to confess.. erm, i forgot. TSK. Oh, can someone please tell me if hamster can withstand air con? Cause i haven't slept in aircon for the fact i was afraid Zix might freeze. I can't put him in the living room or any other except my room. Ah. Someone please tell me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, i saw this jersey at Queensway. It's the national football team jersey for Indonesia. Yeah, players wore that for matches etc. I thought it was really nice and i have my mind set to buy it soon. Eh, if you're thinking why i'm buying an indonesia jersey, its because i love my native country. I'm proud of it. At least Indonesia have home grown players, not like SIngapore, so dependant on foreign talents. ZZZZ. It's $99 but i think for the love of the sport and country, i'm willing to get it soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6392446219827901119?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6392446219827901119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6392446219827901119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6392446219827901119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6392446219827901119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-today-i-dont-have-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SaA91gtny0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6Bhd5kaA6q0/s72-c/DSC02107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4043666212178800500</id><published>2009-02-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:46:40.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful day it is! I got up early in the morning, feeling a little uptight. Haha, mum got maid to buy me Mee Rebus, which i didn't finish it cause it was FRIGGIN' SWEET. Very, weird taste. Oh well, i wanna say i love my little sister so much. My other sister went for school camp, so my little sister only had me for companion, good time to bond closer. OHMEEGODXZ I LOVE CRYSTAL K. She deserve my brotherly love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7lh83BmCI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ytCS56Wht5U/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7lh83BmCI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ytCS56Wht5U/s400/DSC02107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304929782524385314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEEHEE! Sorry ah, i had to snap it. I switched back my old hairstyle, and .. it turns out pretty fine i guess! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had to meet my mates at Vivo City at like 11.30am? HAHA, i was still at home at 11am, knowing i will take 45mins to reach the other end of the world from Punggol. EH! Don't blame me, my hair took 20mins, i had to feed and play with Zix for awhile, bathe etc. Haha, plus i'm a lazy bum. Hmm, so we had like a sudden urge to watch movie. We did, we watched 'He's Just Not That Into You' Pretty interesting, knowing what exactly is the other party hinting at and stuffs. Quite touching at some scene, and hot scenes, and very much, true at some points ..&lt;br /&gt;Worth the $8.50, i rate it 8.9/10! Haha, only flaws was .. They never show what actually happened to the couples which wanted a divorce. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we bus-ed to Queensway! Harrinder and KC wanted to get shoes. While me and Darren were merely following and accompanying along. Haha, cute. Had laksa there for the first time and didn't realise they don't give us chopsticks! Reason being is, the noodles were chopped so short we can jsut scoop one mouthful with the spoon. I was FRIGGIN' hungry, so i was first to complete the bowl. The meal were treats from Harrinder! Cause he just got his pay. LOL. Walked around and stuffs. Then .. we were choosing a bag for Joachim's birthday. There came 3 girls, 1 which came up to me and ask for my number! _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M PROUD OF MY REACTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went like a stern and firm "NO!" lol! Mean as it seems, the shop owner were giggling i saw. HAHA! Then they didn't give up and like whine, "DON'T LIKE THAT LA, GIVE LEH~!" That irritates me, and i had to ask WHY must i give. Seriously, they look so immature. Like, primary6 or sec 1 kiddos? EEEE, COME ON, DAVID PREYS ON OLDER WOMAN LIKE JENNIFER ANNISTON. Lol, ok joking, but really. EEW, disgusting. AT LEAST IF THEY WERE TALLER AND PRETTIER, I MAY CONSIDERRR! Not like i'm saying i deserve good ones. But, urgh. You know what i want to say. They were totally a turn offs. So we decided to move out of the mall after getting our desired bag for present to prevent those sluts from stalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Rasyiqah at her workplace! HAHA, first time see her with makeup -.- FUNNY. LOL, anyway we rushed to Serangoon, St Vincent di Paul church i think. Forgot the name, but a catholic church, where Joachim will be heading to. Yeap, a surprise. Darren was clever enough to bring coloured paper and pens. LOL, so we did a card and packed it nicely with the bag. HAHA, bus 147 took 9947587897678678589674875years to reach. But it was all worth it when we met Joachim at around 8pm. Heh, his reaction was .. not very much but still rather shocked. Glad he was happy, HAPPY 17TH BRITHDAY JOACHIM. Going in a college seems very stressful, so we got him a huge bag for him to space out his books and make it less stressful! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we seperated with him. So me and gang walked through the gigantic piece of land to the hawker centre opposite. FRIGGIN' far. Ended up we didn't like any food there. So we trekked to Hougang Point and settled for dinner! Had my fill with Black pepper beef. OMG, rad! Haha, finished and we had Jolly Shandy to chill off. Toast to my SP appeal for success! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, around 11pm i think. Played with Zixxie! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING GOOD NEWS IS. THAT SEXY LIL BEAST ALLOWED ME TO HANDLE HIM ALREADY. After a whole tough week of fear, i finally had the courage to lay my finger down and let Zix climb on and settle. Nice feeling, haha. I loveeeeee him!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7kewyXDTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/hVkJzvFOQl8/s1600-h/DSC02120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7kewyXDTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/hVkJzvFOQl8/s400/DSC02120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304928628232359218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEEE! It's dark, cause i didn't on flash, which might startle him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7kelZxKaI/AAAAAAAAAjE/rwyi9gHJIOA/s1600-h/DSC02119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7kelZxKaI/AAAAAAAAAjE/rwyi9gHJIOA/s400/DSC02119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304928625176422818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, i didn't squeeze him! I was holding it with lots of space eh, don't know why it look like i'm squeezing him. I wouldn't do that man. It's cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7keg9aitI/AAAAAAAAAi8/fGeBggmj8Tk/s1600-h/DSC02118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7keg9aitI/AAAAAAAAAi8/fGeBggmj8Tk/s400/DSC02118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304928623983758034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CUTE RIGHT! I followed the research i found on how to tame. I did it! So proud of myself! (:&lt;br /&gt;He finally recognised my hand's scent. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7jz4KF4YI/AAAAAAAAAi0/0iMJCJt_xjo/s1600-h/DSC02100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7jz4KF4YI/AAAAAAAAAi0/0iMJCJt_xjo/s400/DSC02100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304927891476570498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh! This was few days ago, i found him sleeping in a really weird position! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7jzhoZDMI/AAAAAAAAAis/YLMDXu12TWk/s1600-h/DSC02099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7jzhoZDMI/AAAAAAAAAis/YLMDXu12TWk/s400/DSC02099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304927885429640386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEE, HALF THE BODY ON THE WHEELS, THE OTHER HALF ON THE SLIDE. LOL, lazy bum just like the owner. XD Ok, i'm off. Pretty restless.&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/21340535-4043666212178800500?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4043666212178800500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4043666212178800500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4043666212178800500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4043666212178800500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful-day-it-is-i-got-up-early-in.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZ7lh83BmCI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ytCS56Wht5U/s72-c/DSC02107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3023547439591997150</id><published>2009-02-19T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:04:05.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up around 8.30am, did my chores and walked to the soccer pitch. Very far, VERY VERY. But good warm up also. I don't know, i see myself playing much better everyday, but then i still cannot get back my stamina.. To think i used to be a runner.  S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had KFC for lunch/breakfast. Ok fine, lunch. I think i hurt my ankle a bit. It's very stiff and painful. T.T Oh well, i'm home and safe now. So many people going TP and NYP.. Sigh. I'm still not a fixed RP anyway. I want SP. ): They're so mean to keep me waiting while others know their results already. So bad!!  HAHA, however i'm kinda still a slacker. Rotting everywhere. -.- So i went photobucket and browse pictures of hamster. Finally confirmed my hamster's breed, RUSSIAN DWARF. Wait, here's a full picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/russian%20dwarf%20hamster" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d42/cha_psh/normalbuck1.jpg" alt="Campbell's Russian Dwarf Hamster Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Ya, Zix is exactly like this one. This picture is not my Zix. Mine is like fatter i think. XD Nonetheless, he's still FRIGGIN' CUTE. He's sleeping now. =/ Ok bye i wanna get out of here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3023547439591997150?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3023547439591997150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3023547439591997150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3023547439591997150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3023547439591997150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-woke-up-around-8.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1213618229864812824</id><published>2009-02-18T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:17:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored! So i decided to blog a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest update: ZIX'S SLEEPING WITH HIS 4 LEGS FACING UPWARDS. FRIGGIN' cute stuff. Haha! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orh, so i have no FRIGGIN' life to always use the computer, tv, eat and sleep. Man, i seriously, manriously need to find something to waste time on. =/ Rah's helping me ask Charles &amp;amp; Keith for vacancy in her workplace. Hmm, oh well. Oh, i'm serving Bat Country. If you guys know what i mean. HAHA. Know what, i'm craving for SpongeBob so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, wait i wanna post some pictures from photobucket. NEVERMIND. I JUST REMEMBERED ITS UNDER MAINTENACE. T.T Urgh, anyway i need to thin my hair soon, plus trimming my back. It's getting really ugly .. Hurhh~! I just received an Unknown miss call! I didn't know cause my phone was in my room. Zz. WHAT IF IT'S FROM SP?! Woah OHHMEEGODDX. I should stop thinking wildy. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Thursday, may have soccer again. Friday may have someone's birthday celebrations. Saturday, i may be included for some soccer touranment. =/ Wonder how i'm going to withstand the intense running. Nevermind, ok now i should look up SP and RP's CCA. Hmm, i think i'll join those light-energised sports. Haha, preferbably in air-conned condition! WUAHAHA. Ok, wait i'm gonna look at them, will get back to blog more.&lt;br /&gt;Back, apparently both SP and RP's website doesn't showcase CCA. MAYBE THEY DON'T. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-1213618229864812824?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1213618229864812824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1213618229864812824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1213618229864812824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1213618229864812824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-bored-so-i-decided-to-blog-little.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1578636852719804137</id><published>2009-02-17T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:11:03.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adventure today was alright. Had soccer early in the morning till past noon. I can't take it man, my stamina dropped drastically much. I pondered about it if i had to train with SP athletes.. Ok, Sp has not given me an answer yet. Patience. Yes i am. Ok, so Zix was asleep whole afternoon. I napped around 6 till 8pm i think. Haha, had dinner and TV-ed for awhile. Usual routine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i decided to play my electric guitar which i haven't touch for about a week. Haha, i was so scared Zix may get frighten so i placed him like far away. Heh! Then yeah that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZsHkSOIvtI/AAAAAAAAAik/60h-mpNklrA/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZsHkSOIvtI/AAAAAAAAAik/60h-mpNklrA/s400/DSC02081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303841306106707666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the pictures i promised to upload. Haha! Zixxie, kinda what makes my tagboard going right now. =x LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZsHkBsiytI/AAAAAAAAAic/yr6KpcONhAo/s1600-h/DSC02095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZsHkBsiytI/AAAAAAAAAic/yr6KpcONhAo/s400/DSC02095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303841301670841042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah the 'playground' i built out of my amp box. I know it's unpleasant sight, but hey i took the initiative. Wanted to paint it all colorful, but hamster scratch damn fast, so i'm afraid paint may stick to his nail and when he cleans it with his mouth .. may prove fatal. So yeah, well he had fun with it!! HAHA, i hid sunflower seeds everywhere. The reason why the picture's dark is because its at night and also i don't wanna frighten him with flash -.- He's only up and playing at night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZsHjt5VoWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/HlSTFwAYEpk/s1600-h/DSC02097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZsHjt5VoWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/HlSTFwAYEpk/s400/DSC02097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303841296355795298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is much brighter .. cause it's evening. Not sure when. If i'm right, Zix's was nibbling on the seed. Hmm, i fed carrot to him today! Cause i figured he need nutrition too. Haha. I think he kinda know some signals i does with him already. Don't know how to say but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm also obsessed with my dear Zara Larsson! (: So talented at such tender age. When she's older i reckon she'll be damn beautiful. Well .. Zara lives in Stockholm, Sweden. =/ Ok, bye for now i'm pretty lazy and sleepy. And i realise, my English is rusting..&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/21340535-1578636852719804137?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1578636852719804137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1578636852719804137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1578636852719804137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1578636852719804137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-adventure-today-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZsHkSOIvtI/AAAAAAAAAik/60h-mpNklrA/s72-c/DSC02081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7893394890294974076</id><published>2009-02-16T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:47:14.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Blogger's being kind again. Pictures are up. There are more Zixxie pictures in my phone! LIKE COME ON! WHO CAN RESIST NOT SNAPPING ALL HIS CUTE MOMENTS. Haha! Ok, you shall browse through the pictures first then i'll talk about my day at the bottom of this post. But firstly, i wanna say my English has been pretty dry .. So pardon me if i broke the language on some parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmrlCElfOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/V_2XQPbWIjU/s1600-h/collectresults.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmrlCElfOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/V_2XQPbWIjU/s400/collectresults.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303458688905084130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TETEK! Zack, showed me this. He told me someone from mediaclub took this picture while i was all excited like an idiot collecting my O Level results. See the face .. priceless! -.- Actually i don't think i was collecting. I was THANKING Mdm Zurina. HAHA! Cause for the fact i thought my humanities will kill me. Haha, one reason being is for Geog .. I did Rainforest, which i didn't even study at all. I remember i was slogging my guts out studying Rivers&amp;amp;Coast&amp;amp;Development with Lina. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmrk6mhynI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Fn0yYPideio/s1600-h/DSC02024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmrk6mhynI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Fn0yYPideio/s400/DSC02024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303458686899964530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, FRIGGIN' random i know. But why do you think i snap this ? LOOK INTO THE 'Forest' .. Do you see like red parts in between? All these 5 years i've looked down my window, this has never happened before. No, not even once but it did recently and still is. What is it? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUTUMN&lt;/span&gt;? Whatever it is, i just hope it will snow one day in Singapore. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and pigs will fly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmp7VOXvQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/EGFjNn8kRlo/s1600-h/DSC02049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmp7VOXvQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/EGFjNn8kRlo/s400/DSC02049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303456872980266242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what i've been styling my hair into. Cause the back gets too thick which i hate, so i decided to make good use of it and style it to a proclaimed .. ' Explosion' back. HAHA. Otherwise, it's pretty much the same. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuckface..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmp7M3KrrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4j1xDYmwnT4/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmp7M3KrrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4j1xDYmwnT4/s400/DSC02036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303456870735457970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What the fuck? I thought i rotated?! NEVERMIND, blogger still hates me. ='(  Ok, anyway i was bored at home. I doodled on my handbook NP gaved me during open house. Haha, i know i have no future or talent in art or hairstyling. BUT, eh this is just what i came out with. I want my hair like that, but my 'Explosion' have to be a big one ..  :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmp6hyhbpI/AAAAAAAAAhs/l8wv01LARng/s1600-h/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmp6hyhbpI/AAAAAAAAAhs/l8wv01LARng/s400/DSC02035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303456859173252754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA, sorry you'll have to tilt your head to see properly. I think the bottom style .. like fishcrap.  The bangs looked so screwed. Maybe a fine slant will do the trick. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmmZl1_1hI/AAAAAAAAAhk/acZ0Ew6LVtg/s1600-h/DSC02058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmmZl1_1hI/AAAAAAAAAhk/acZ0Ew6LVtg/s400/DSC02058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303452994791003666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH, this was taken on Friday the 13th! Was at Bedok with KC and Darren when we stumbled upon these kittens under a drain. Their mum must be around but we figured not at all. Well, they're cuties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmmZNsQIUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/aTlw9-i7TfQ/s1600-h/DSC02057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmmZNsQIUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/aTlw9-i7TfQ/s400/DSC02057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303452988307677506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOPS, BLACK CAT ON FRIDAY THE 13TH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmmY5HlKJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cngwefIK1Uo/s1600-h/DSC02056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmmY5HlKJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/cngwefIK1Uo/s400/DSC02056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303452982785157266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OHHHMEEEGODDXZ, they're so FRIGGIN' radical and cuteee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmk1S4DToI/AAAAAAAAAhM/H1PJgtZijf4/s1600-h/DSC02076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmk1S4DToI/AAAAAAAAAhM/H1PJgtZijf4/s400/DSC02076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303451271712427650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, my pictures like anyhow one. BLAME BLOGGER. Cause they're so mean! ): Btw, this is Zix! CAUGHT NAPPING ON HIS WHEELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmk1XePAQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QQMLF1f4qb0/s1600-h/DSC02074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmk1XePAQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QQMLF1f4qb0/s400/DSC02074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303451272946319618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleeping again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmk1AddvFI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Ddd_lBRHeEQ/s1600-h/DSC02073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmk1AddvFI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Ddd_lBRHeEQ/s400/DSC02073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303451266769075282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basically just how the whole cage looks like. Oh, i pasted stickers beside the "Zixxie" haha! Will upload the pictures when i'm not lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now to my fateful day. Recently, i've been really like Zix. Ok not really. But i kept napping around late evening to midnight. Haha, today Zix was being lazy whole afternoon. He slept from 12pm till 6pm, of cause with in between wake ups etc. But he still slept for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then checking up online for hamster taming tips. Yeah, i was bitten once by Zix the first time i tried to carry him. As the saying goes .. "Once bitten, Twice Shy." True enough, i'm having some fear in handling him. Everytime Zix yawns .. HIS TEETH SCARES ME. SORRY LA, I'M SCARED. But yeah, i did a research. (:  Most of them, advise on making good use of their names. Like, open the cage door, lay some food on your hand and call its name. I tried, but he didn't come. LOL. Maybe constant training will make this happen soon. Haiix, hopefully. Alot more tips but i'm lazy to type it all here. Nonetheless, i took the time when Zix was asleep to build a playground for him. Recommended by the researches i found, hamster are active and always loving to explore. So i dug for huge high boxes to start with. I found my 10W amp box. Pretty high enough, so i cut it out to make base etc .. Used the spares to make tunnel holes and mini shelter. I got a picture of it, will upload it soon. Haha, during the evening, like before my dinner. Zix was awake already, bloody nocturnal beast~ LOL. Haha, so i tried to ask him to come out his cage .. I failed, terribly. So, i figured a way to get him out. He loves to hide in his little hut, so i kinda like lure him up the slide and into the hut. Then i quickly lift up the hut and place it in the huge playground i made. OH, i wiped it all clean before use ok. HAHA, first thing he did was like. RUN AND RUN AND RUN. Haha, so excited. Ran through the tunnels and shelters. Haha, i got place some sunflower seeds, hiding in tunnels and everywhere ah. Train his sense of smell. He found 2 out of 5 i think. Maybe he isn't hungry at all. Ate one of them only, which i stroked his back twice while he was eating. Lol. So yeah minutes later, he was like crawling and scratching the walls of the box already. I guess he wanted out and missed his home. Yeah, tried to carry him .. but my fear restrained me. Ah i just hope one day he can trust me and not bite. =/ So i used the same method, put his hut in the box, lure him in and quickly put it back in his cage. HAHA. I had lotsa fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathed, and had steamboat with family. Yummy but, =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i can't think already. No, i don't wanna think of anything else to blog already. Lazy. HAHA. Byebye lovely people, David love you guys.&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/21340535-7893394890294974076?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7893394890294974076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7893394890294974076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7893394890294974076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7893394890294974076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/rand.html' title='Rand'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZmrlCElfOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/V_2XQPbWIjU/s72-c/collectresults.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6777819327777583632</id><published>2009-02-15T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:08:31.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Blogger's being mean again. But luckily i managed to upload a few pictures before the uploaded died on my. Heh. INTRODUCING MY NEW COMPANION, ZIX! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhVva-hiAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/lpX9a605sbc/s1600-h/DSC02072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhVva-hiAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/lpX9a605sbc/s400/DSC02072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303082834412537858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took him the whole afternoon for him to get use to his new home. Then he starts to find the little hut on the 2nd storey pretty cosy, so he knew it was a place for him to sleep there. Smart beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhVvFfKXzI/AAAAAAAAAfk/KPHL-5rZVmE/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhVvFfKXzI/AAAAAAAAAfk/KPHL-5rZVmE/s400/DSC02070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303082828643852082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SITTING ON THE WHEELS. Good thing is .. HE LOOKED INTO THE CAMERA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhVuoqppRI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3NH9o6bYzB4/s1600-h/DSC02069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhVuoqppRI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3NH9o6bYzB4/s400/DSC02069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303082820907410706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught drinking in the night. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhUxGbhnCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/eEx5K18pz34/s1600-h/DSC02059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhUxGbhnCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/eEx5K18pz34/s400/DSC02059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303081763745143842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww~ Having his lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhUw1ACFYI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Q_7Etvk8GB0/s1600-h/DSC02060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhUw1ACFYI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Q_7Etvk8GB0/s400/DSC02060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303081759066428802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhUwgQ_woI/AAAAAAAAAfE/1OzS9d3jigA/s1600-h/DSC02064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhUwgQ_woI/AAAAAAAAAfE/1OzS9d3jigA/s400/DSC02064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303081753500435074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not sure about this one, BUT HE'S CUTE!!!!!!@@@&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/21340535-6777819327777583632?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6777819327777583632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6777819327777583632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6777819327777583632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6777819327777583632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-bloggers-being-mean-again.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SZhVva-hiAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/lpX9a605sbc/s72-c/DSC02072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7543427408216853270</id><published>2009-02-14T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T05:04:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what is happening to my blogger. Maybe it's just me that i can't upload pictures. Valentine's Day! Suppose to be out right, ok! I WAS. But i went to colelct hamster. HAHA. Bifang and Nicholas brought me and my sister to his house and yeah, gave me 1 male hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the cage and food etc for about almost 40bucks. Uhm, at compass. Then homed! I thank them so much for giving me a companion. Haha, i named that sexy beast Zixxie. Zix for short. (: STUPID LA, I WANNA PUT UP HIS PIC ON MY BLOG. But blogger's meannnn! _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, was Grandpa's birthday too. So had to dinner with them at some vegetarian restaurant near Jalan Besar Stadium. There were geylanG *** around so i reckon it's near the red light district. Hmm, not a bad dinner for i had my fill. So St Valentine's not really very eventful eh. =/&lt;br /&gt;I'll make up for you sweetie. (: Well if you let me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I FOUND A NEW &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bl6O9rHK7HA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bl6O9rHK7HA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH IT'S HER. Zara! Competed in Swedish got talent and WON! Omg she's only 10. =/&lt;br /&gt;I wanna marry her. I WANT I WANT I WANTTTT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7543427408216853270?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7543427408216853270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7543427408216853270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7543427408216853270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7543427408216853270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-not-sure-what-is-happening-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8750092535871766574</id><published>2009-02-13T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:28:20.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY THE 13TH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is Friday the 13th. I don't have to talk anything about it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so recently i've been pretty much troubled at home due to some personal problems. But i got over it somehow. But, it's not solved. Ok, so on This fateful friday, me, KC and Darren went to Bedok Reservoir to witness our ex-school's Cross Country. We touched down at like at the other end of BR. So we had to freaking walk our butts out under the scorching hot sun to the starting point where everyone is assembled. Yeah, they were all so like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"URGH, WHO THE FUCK ORGANISE THE RACE HERE?.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind LOL. Pretty sick! IN THE NOON. I would rather they stick to Macritchie like we did every year. At least its all sheltered throughout the route, and really way cooler. Haha, so yeah the student ran and we decided to catch up with some teachers! HAHA, YA WE MET MRS LEE!! We kept bringing up our poker cards history to her and she was pretty :S LOL!! But she made use of our height, making us stand around her for shade. STUMMMPID. Nehmind she treat us some cupcakes anyway. Hmm, talk here and there and we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the bus stop, we saw these kittens under the drain! LIKE OHMEEGODDDX they were like stuck and couldn't climb up. =/ I got some pictures, but i am not really in the FRIGGIN' mood to upload anything. So i'll probably do it some other day. GoodBye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, tomorrow's Valentines ..&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/21340535-8750092535871766574?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8750092535871766574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8750092535871766574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8750092535871766574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8750092535871766574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13th.html' title='FRIDAY THE 13TH'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7719141574960833503</id><published>2009-02-11T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:52:26.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheated.</title><content type='html'>I feel cheated. Especially when its from a close blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7719141574960833503?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7719141574960833503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7719141574960833503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7719141574960833503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7719141574960833503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheated.html' title='Cheated.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3151585354657717653</id><published>2009-02-09T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:07:09.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Midzi showed me this video. His name is Nate Marshall, participating in American Idol this season. Well, i really love how he make this song his. Thanks Midzi for sharing, he is really inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RGWRDNA-1s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RGWRDNA-1s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another, i found this duo singing some church song or what, but it's pretty beautiful. So i would like to share with everyone! (: Please do try them out, i bet with you they worth your time. I swear with my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OWbrZCM9_dU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OWbrZCM9_dU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3151585354657717653?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3151585354657717653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3151585354657717653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3151585354657717653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3151585354657717653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/midzi-showed-me-this-video.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4994660446866083986</id><published>2009-02-08T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:34:04.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't have much to blog over here. Normal spoiled bodyclock~ Woke up 6 or 7pm+ today. Later and later each day, won't be surprise if i don't wake up one day though. HAHA. Well it might happen one day though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, feels like a long time but then .. =/ ANYWAY, i've got a picture to share! Found at Photobucket.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/colorful" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk167/Bea_Douglas/Colorful/colorful.jpg" alt="hair Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sweet right? I want my hair like that eh. LOL, kidding. I wonder if Anisuu can draw this. Bet she can, well i've got nothing much to blog. OH, Tottenham didn't beat Arsenal! Wasted. But i still love Tottenham! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4994660446866083986?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4994660446866083986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4994660446866083986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4994660446866083986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4994660446866083986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-have-much-to-blog-over-here.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk167/Bea_Douglas/Colorful/th_colorful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5689424347555735887</id><published>2009-02-07T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:15:50.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dabid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a long ass sleep! Now my whole FRIGGIN' bodaye's aching. Yeap, my neck especially. I can't turn to the right! T.T I think it's all from the swimming, basically cause i haven't been working out and i went swimming as working out. Thus, physically i'm affected. Hmm, nevermind about it, and so i rised in the evening around 5pm. Had McChicken~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was boring ass time, playing with lil sister and stuff. Haha, and a little thinking about my Track histories .. Appreciating my trophies i won in school competitions, pretty cool though i had a lot of drama stories behind them. Heh, hates and loves collides. Enemies and Friends unite .. DISASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, then i was well off watching television. MTV!!! They showed the US Chart. Loved some songs they aired, so i decided to update them on my music player on my blog! Hmm, listen to them! I think it's pretty cool, and i also think my music taste is getting .. soft. I realise, post-hardcore isn't really my thing already. But hey BTF\\TWA\\ABR\\AGF still lives in my heart. I love them. Erm, not really i don't listen to them, but occasianally yes. Haha, i remember Anis told me not to limit myself on genres i should listen in my lifetime. I guess i heed the advise and moved on! WAIT, talking about her reminds me of the topic me and her talked about yesterday dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOLITA FASHION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so she was ranting about how she hates lolita wannabes in Singapore dressing it wrong and not following guidelines towards the requirement for the title. Well, i feel her. Singapore, my impression, they hardly can be original. New trend starts, they follow blindly and got those fellow true imager's attention. Ending up critisicsm and stuffs. Ok, so uhm its wonderful to learn something new. Anis has got pretty much experience in it, she's going NAFA eh, impressive right .. Her fashion sense is great. I must stand on her side to uphold fashion justice for Lolita fashion!! Haha, hmm she told me that are guys who dress that way too .. Let me see if i can post the picture up. Hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/COMPAQ%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Ok i can't, but here's the link.. I don't know if you can copy paste though. But try typing it letter for letter if you want to see it. Uhm, i strongly recommend to see it though. Pretty outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ccXb4m7gaYk/Rg9wz0lm0oI/AAAAAAAAAXE/8CSSlRB3-vA/s400/rame136.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; mind you. Can't believe right? I was shock too. But haha! Sorry i just had to picture myself as a loli too. URGH, GROSS. But in other words, its amazing how misconception happens when people think lolita is all about dressing slutish and seducing old men, when its entirely OPPOSITE!! Cool, credits to Anisuu for these pointers. I learnt something. (:&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/21340535-5689424347555735887?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5689424347555735887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5689424347555735887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5689424347555735887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5689424347555735887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/dabid.html' title='Dabid'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1231697096644488772</id><published>2009-02-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:16:33.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Today pretty much awesome day. I didn't slept a wink. I was so afraid i would wake up at 4pm again. Haha, then i'll let my friends down. Mum &amp;amp; Dad went to work, Sister went to school, Maid's busy with housework, lil sister has to go to school. So its only up to me to help her prepare. I'm so impressed, she bathed herself, brush her teeth herself, ate the meal herself, dress up herself and she's only 5, turning 6 this year. Haha, really i'm quite impressed. My maid only had to laid out her uniform, put the meal on the table, spread the shoes properly and my wonder Crystal just finish them off. HAHA, i love her so much. I brought her to school, haha then i had to go back home and pack my stuffs, finally i left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, before everything i was looking at my wardrobe. I found my most hated shirt. I once asked my ex-maid to alter the sleeves and bottom. Yeah, she screwed it up so i had to cut all the stitches out and it became this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyBswtnK9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KELyxNWHcYY/s1600-h/DSC01989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyBswtnK9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KELyxNWHcYY/s400/DSC01989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299753467498671058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap like this, looks fine isn't it? (yes its winnie the pooh bedsheet. Got wrong is it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyAdh-LdhI/AAAAAAAAAd0/c-_80l7Fipg/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyAdh-LdhI/AAAAAAAAAd0/c-_80l7Fipg/s400/DSC01991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299752106331960850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not until, i found out the inner sleeves slit into half! Poor shirt, both sleeves were corked. So i figured my ex-maid was behind this. I think she ripped up the opening so she can alter it properly for me. LOL, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyAdejP4AI/AAAAAAAAAds/WSX2Vdnje14/s1600-h/DSC01990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyAdejP4AI/AAAAAAAAAds/WSX2Vdnje14/s400/DSC01990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299752105413697538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the back view, yeah it looks weird. So i stared at it for a short while.. And came up with a not so brilliant idea. I decided to snip off both sleeves to make it sleeve-less. Just like my cute Simpsons one. XD Haha, yeah took me awhile, cause i don't want to accidentally rip other parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyAdUZ9xRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7I7np2lM7Oo/s1600-h/DSC01992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyAdUZ9xRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7I7np2lM7Oo/s400/DSC01992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299752102690407698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go, my end product. Not bad eh! HAHA, somehow the new look suits the title printed on the shirt. More Punkish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYx-2KiVLzI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VpK52AzzPu8/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYx-2KiVLzI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VpK52AzzPu8/s400/DSC01994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299750330514616114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sleeves, yeah i kept it. Thinking of re-using them for background on my walls, then i can re layer pictures on it. Haha, saved it for deco in other words. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYx-19-rNNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FCUTvddWkXc/s1600-h/DSC02009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYx-19-rNNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/FCUTvddWkXc/s400/DSC02009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299750327143838930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now for the model to try it on.. HAHAHA, i look idiotic so i grew big eyes with blushes. XD Sorry to spoil the shirt's name. =/ David not Punk, i'm a innocent guy who depends on people to cook for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYx-10nRqPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_WUKiWjykYg/s1600-h/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYx-10nRqPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_WUKiWjykYg/s400/DSC02017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299750324629776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Much better shot isn't it? But face sucks. Haha, in the end, from a much hated shirt, it became on of my favourites! Definitely going to wear it more often! (: Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued my journey. I met KC at  CP, walked to SKSS for the first time since forever. Haha, yeah we had lunch there. While waiting for Anis to come, me and KC decided to walk around the school and see how's thing going. Pretty much the same though .. OHHHH, haha we played soccer on the burning hot hockey pitch. I HAD NO FRIGGN' SHOES ON. Now i had blisters. But oh well, my stamina died on me, and we took a rest and continued our trek in SKSS. First teacher we met was Mdm Lim! My chinese teacher -.- LOL. She was nice to ask me where i was posted to. Hmm talked to us in chinese, but i can't help it but to reply in English. XD Uhm, we also saw Mr.Anbu, he was the last person who caught my hair when i was in sec4. He saw me and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"EH! Come school take testimonial ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i thought he was about to nag about my hair. But ok. No i wasn't there for testimonial, i don't even know what it's for? .. Hmm, saw Ms Loh, ah i miss her fast-talking speech and FRIGGIN' FREAKISHLY LOUD VOICE. Haha, she seem happy now that my lip ring disappeared. Oh, i was walking and almost banged into Ms Rina when she walked out of the lift ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "How come you all can come in just like that?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lifted my shirt and showed her the visitor pass and she smiled! Ah what a wonderful chemistry teacher she had been. We missed you Ms Rina, but i doubt you'll ever ever ever get to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the whole school was pretty weird. The new batch are getting shorter each year, haha me and KC felt like giants in the school. Saw quite alot of people, hmm but didn't really went to greet them. But ok, great to be back. Oh, everyone's talking about my hair in school. Funny meh? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, shumei shouted at me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"DAVID! YOU COME BACK SCHOOL FOR WHAT?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"FOR FUN LAH!~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave me another reply which i went =/ after that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"WA YOU REALLY MISS SCHOOL AH?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of it .. i do. We used to think school was shit, hating it when we had to drag ourselve out of bed to go school etc. Now, i can only regret not enjoying every precious moment back then.. We took things for granted. Saw MrTeoh, but didn't dare to walk up to greet. I was afraid he scold me about my maths. =/ Yeah, the teacher i dying to meet was MrsLee! My english teacher, ever so patience and sweet lady. Haha, a thought of her rewinds my mind to the times we NEVER fail to go to the back of the class, SLIDE A BROOM DOWN THE BACK DOOR'S KNOB AND LOCKED IT, WIELD OUT OUR MIGHTY POKER DECK AND PLAY DURING HER CLASS. HAHA! Always! I feel so bad now. But hey!!! We did reasonably good for English what~ Not me though, B4 is shit. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anis arrived and we taxi-ed to Anchorvale community centre. HAHA, i was scremaing in my head from the sight of the pool! AWESOME. Haha, bought out tickets and off to change! WOO, WE HAD SO MUCH FUN. ALL THE AWESOME SLIDES, THE BUCKET PAIL, THE ZAKUZI OR WHATEVER, everything. So we wanted to test our breathe, we dipped into the deep pool. All i know were, breatstroke and float facing upwards. I want learn freestyle! Like FRIGGIN' FAST. Lol, haha swam back and fro. Tired and cramps. Uh we didn't stretch for warm ups. We noticed we were shivering too. Cold. Round up everything, it was pretty fun. It may only be threesome, butttttt we felt closer than magnets. I love my friends, i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to Compass for dinner? KFC-ed and KC left. Me and Anis walked around and past Swensen! SHAFIQAH WAS INSIDE! SHE GAVE ME A FLYING KISS. :$ LOL! Ok, so we walked around the mall and went home soon after. I had to drop on my beautiful bed instantly when i got home. There i rised at 1am to find out i slept for 6 good hours. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah, i feel so bad i think i've offended someone .. Someone important to me. ): I hope she forgives me!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I regretted doing what i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/21340535-1231697096644488772?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1231697096644488772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1231697096644488772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1231697096644488772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1231697096644488772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-today-pretty-much-awesome-day.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYyBswtnK9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/KELyxNWHcYY/s72-c/DSC01989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2773459275959401381</id><published>2009-02-06T04:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T04:56:35.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHA I'M SO BLOGGING THIS DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's pretty late, and David got all hungry for fooooood. I ate cup noodles, but my tummy yearns for more .. So i opened the freezer, and there were plenty of frozen stuffs! Gosh, i sounded like as though i never open it before. LOL. But yeah, found hotdogs! Sadly, i didn't know how to prepare/cook it. LUCKILY, MY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GAY&lt;/span&gt; DAUGHTER MIDZI WAS ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a pretty good cook i'm sure. So i asked him how to prepare those hotdogs. Hmm, asked much and came to one conclusion : I depended too much on people to cook for me till i never realise using the microwave was freaking easy. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, at first i didn't even know if its an oven or a microwave. LOL, i had to listen Midzi explain everything to me. HAHA, i don't even know what's the snowflakes picture on the microwave's knob for. Sigh, I feel stupid for once, seriously. So basically its just ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. 3min defrosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. 3min flaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN, THAT'S IT. HAHA SO SIMPLE AND I DIDN'T KNOW. Haha, so yeah it was ticking down the clock, i was like an idiot counting down excitedly for the microwave to alarm! HAHA. Yeah, it was done, the hotdog's skin were pretty wrinkled .. Maybe the heat was too high? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless! It tasted pretty fine and nice! (: So soft and tender inside. So i guess its successful! Hoooorayyy~! I sprinkled some parmesan cheese over the 2 hotdogs, and dipped into chili sauce as i bite along. Oh my god, heavenly~ AHAHA. Ok, it's nice and i have to thank Midzi for teaching me! Holy shit, i feel like a kitchen noob. LOL. But ok i learnt something new! =D&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/21340535-2773459275959401381?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2773459275959401381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2773459275959401381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2773459275959401381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2773459275959401381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/haha-im-so-blogging-this-down.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8482246157568913676</id><published>2009-02-05T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:30:46.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Few hours ago, i received a message from Aylwin!! HAHA, yes my long lost bestestest friend! Had a good chat, credit Lina for helping me hunt him down. Thanks alot, i owe you a meal. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, while later i dug out my drawers and found my PingYi Primary School Memorial Book! HAHAHAHA, oh my i saw myself in Class 2C page. WTF. I look like a ghost, freaking fair skin, then the lips fucking stands out i swear. LOL! I was in the 3rd row at the end, standing beside Mariano Rafeal Ray Estioco, haha the filipino guy, Rafeal for short. Cute little fella, i wonder where is he now. Ok back to where i was stating, hmm they keyed my name as DAVID, just DAVID. Haha, no Chng or whatever. Then i came to realise i wasn't officially adopted by my stepdad yet ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm, so i carried on browsing through .. My school had pretty much foreigners! Me myself from Indonesia, and there were Thai, Japanese, Philipines lol ok ASIAN. My class had this Yumi Okoshi girl. HAHAHA! She friggin' clever. I think she always top the class if i remember right. OH, there's this Alicia Cheng! I always trade stickers with her! Cute right! Bad thing about her, during exams, she always throw eraser on the floor near me, then take the chance teacher not looking peep at my paper. TO THINK I ACTUALLY LET HER DO IT. HAHAHA. WHAT A FOOL AND IDIOT I WAS BACK THEN. So many people i want to talk about. QinYing was a sweet girl!! I think i once got a crushed on her. OOPS. XiaoHui is the chubby chubby girl, also quite clever. Jealous much! My class was awesome i have to tell you. There's this Kenny, i once borrowed $1 from him. He lent me, the next day i returned him the same dollar he lent. LOL! I didn't know why i borrowed. Cute eh. Hmm, i miss Samuel, he's friggin' innocent. Sum it up, i think i was pretty close with my friends. They're simply awesome! AH YES, class 2D there's this half-Japanese girl, Lim Zhen Thubten Tashi always challenge me write those 'Xi Zi' during chinese class. She always win cause my chinese characters were crap lol. Ya, especially those homeworks, then she will like request a challenge to see who finish first. Got one time, we got caught, but I WAS SOLELY PUNISHED. Unfair. =/ Their class have Zi Xin, during primary 3 or what, Harry gave me this hamster i think. THE HAMSTER SCRATCHED ME SO I WAS IN PAIN I FLUNG IT OFF, AND IT LANDED ON ZI XIN'S FACE THEN GIVING HER FACE A MINOR SCRATCH. Lol! I feel bad eh. Li Si, is a guy. The badminton pro. HAHA, he always tell me he wanted to be a China guy, then have born badminton talent. LOL. Harry loves to provoke him can, then got once primary 3, Li Si was chasing Harry i think. Li Si, displayed some martial arts thing stand on table etc. I WAS FRIGGIN' CONTROLLING MY LAUGHTER. Omg!! FUNNY. I guess that's about it, if not i'll never stop there are so many people i want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i only got 1 question .. I wonder how is everyone doing? .. =/ Wouldn't it be nice if everyone gathers back and talk about life? Oh well! Some confirm must be friggin' hot babes and hunks. Some i think .. matreps/minah/ah lian/ah beng already. I wish all of them well though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tomorrow i'm going swimming with 4E3 classmates! Not all, just a few. (:&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/21340535-8482246157568913676?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8482246157568913676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8482246157568913676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8482246157568913676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8482246157568913676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/nostalgic.html' title='Nostalgic'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-560350253057555539</id><published>2009-02-04T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:28:40.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTTT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacDonaldddddavid. (: I'm hungryshit. Was finding inspirations to add up on my hairstyle! Stupid huh, plus i have too much time to spare. So i experimented with my hair. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYnBRQxLjyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rhtxnSRCJBU/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYnBRQxLjyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rhtxnSRCJBU/s400/DSC01931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298978938881281826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OPEN &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(FRINGE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SESAME!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYnBQ36mNDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/mWw5W3qdt1E/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYnBQ36mNDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/mWw5W3qdt1E/s400/DSC01965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298978932209890354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA, i told you! I've always wanted to be a vampire. NO! NOT BECAUSE OF TWILIGHT OR WHAT. I've never watched or read the novels. So don't tell me i'm having craze from it. Blehh~&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to suck Homo blood. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG. I'm so turned on! I was watching JS's videos, then i came across this video he/she made out with this guy! FRIGGIN' HOT I TELL YOU. Haha! Not gay, but sometimes JS looks really pretty i can't help it but love him/her.   :S&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! Oh, then before that i was viewing and browsing for pictures to put up on my handphone wallpaper etc. Hmm, searched for some stuffs and got this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20couple" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 212px;" src="http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s207/kaydouglas09/scene-9.jpg" alt="scene couple Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH DON'T CALL ME PERVERT. But i think it's really cute! XD Their tattoo so aweeeesome! Haha, aww. My nose's still running. Urgh. BUT WTF, WEEEEUUWEEET! Alright, so my day today was shit ass. Bored. Walls. Erm, i'm still a little sick, but still strong! ^.^ Godddddd, i really have no clue what else to blog about, my activity today limits everything. Oh well! I'm off, shoot me down another day kay?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-560350253057555539?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/560350253057555539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=560350253057555539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/560350253057555539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/560350253057555539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/hottt.html' title='HOTTT'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYnBRQxLjyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rhtxnSRCJBU/s72-c/DSC01931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7997889530524494971</id><published>2009-02-04T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:11:47.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setbacks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uhmm, again i feel so bad i didn't wake up in time to send my little sister to school! =/ Kakak did the job for me. Haha, but i fetched her back from school. Haha, then i hold her hand and walk right, passer by(s) will always look at me, then look at my sister .. I bet they must be thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"OMG? IS THAT HIS DAUGHTER?!"&lt;/span&gt; Lol! I look so old meh? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but i don't mind! =x AHAHA. And my necklace snapped. Luckily my crucifix is still intact. I have to, EscapeTheFate! Lol, i must, if not 2009 will kill me. Anyway, i'm job hunting now on newspaper, goodbye. (:&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/21340535-7997889530524494971?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7997889530524494971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7997889530524494971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7997889530524494971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7997889530524494971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/setbacks.html' title='Setbacks?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5293640444350916173</id><published>2009-02-03T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:22:22.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAHAHA, OMG I CANNOT TAHAN THE FRIGGIN'S  "Spirit Fingers" !! Lol! I was browsing YouTube, then my mind suddenly had spirit fingers, so i searched it on the browser.. HAHA AND TO MY FUCKING AMUSEMENT, IT WAS KINDA CUTE, AND A LIL LAME I'D SAY. It's just about someone moving their fingers with their arms widely stretched out! Cute ah. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! So i'm pretty excitedddd!! GOING SWWIMMMING WITH GANG. Yay! Had been a friggin' looooonnng wait i swear. Cheesepie, we can finally have fun this friday! ;D I wonder how's everyone doing! OH! I remember the other time, we collected O Level results! Haha, like about erm 1/3 of 4E3 were together meeting up before heading to school. HAHA, then Pearlie was like staring at each and everyone of us, and said ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OUT OF ALL HERE, I THINK DAVID CHANGED THE MOST EH!! YOU ALL GOT REALISE NOT? SEE HIS HAIR THEN HIS LIPS. AIYO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Man! I miss them soooo friggin' much. Ok shan't go into school stuffs. Erm, yeah i've been pretty sick. Flu, not that bad. But my sorethroat is irritating. CHEESE. Haha. Shit ass i really can't wait for FRIDAYYYYY. I wanna dip into the pool so badly. Since forever i last swam. Pathetic i know.. Well, i've nothing much to blog about today. OHHHH, i feel so bad, cause i was suppose to send my little sister to school, but i friggin' overslept -.- LOL. Mummy was out doing her passport thing, i'm glad she's finally changing to Singapore Citizen. (: CONGRATS MUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but maybe it was a good choice for me to turn Singaporean too last year! The only thing i regretted was .. I NEVER CHANGE MY NAMEEEE. I WANT LIKE A FRIGGIN' SEXY MIDDLE NAME HAHAHAHAHA. Oh, in case you're wondering .. Rusli is my Dad's surname. =/ So i added in with my stepdad's. There you go, we have David Rusli Chng! COOL HUH. Wait, *rubs nose* Friggin' itchy. Ok, i've been thinking if i should start anime-ing again! FREAKING LINA, KEPT TELLING ME ABOUT BLEACH. NOW I'M TEMPTED. HAHA. Oops. I should la, considering i'm always lazing around. Talking about that, i should realllllly work. Erm, ok i shall hunt for jobs tomorrow when i get newspaper. I just need something to waste time on! Then my life will be like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Morning&lt;br /&gt;-Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-Work&lt;br /&gt;-Lunch&lt;br /&gt;-Home&lt;br /&gt;-Nap&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner&lt;br /&gt;-NIGHT OWL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i start anime-ing, i should watch One Piece!!! My favourite. (: Haha, i'm quite done here. Right now my mind, is like thinking what will be the first few things i will do when i get my Acer slut. HAHAHAHA. Oh man! Ciao(s)!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;missyousweetie!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-5293640444350916173?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5293640444350916173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5293640444350916173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5293640444350916173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5293640444350916173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7577936054476548311</id><published>2009-02-03T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:37:55.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love (Covered By Boyceavenue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fomvApObpkM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fomvApObpkM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really touching.. I just had to share with everyone. Oh, and again if my blog's music is disturbing, you can pause it on the player. Now just enjoy this song, my heart went soft. Nah, not gay, i just .. feel very sad. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7577936054476548311?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7577936054476548311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7577936054476548311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7577936054476548311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7577936054476548311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/leona-lewis-bleeding-love-covered-by.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7463703356619472179</id><published>2009-02-03T05:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:34:33.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so sad .. )= &lt;br /&gt;I've been having thoughts, if i was a jinx .. ? NEHHH JUST KIDDING HAHAA. Ok fine, i'm a little disappointed. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, maybe i need a good time alone. Not now though, Mum and Maid are awake, soon the sister will too. Its wonderful how i can look back and think about my school days .. I would be like grumping in my sleep as i am about to wake up in an hours time. Haha, ya i wake up 6 am everyday. Cute huh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck la, i can't occupy my mind. I'm so gloomy. ='(  Cause. Cause. The sky's falling! Ok, before you think i have Attention Deflict Defiency or however you spell that, i shall stop this random shits. Uh huh oh? I'm still blogging on! COOL~  Supp mah man?! HELL NO!@ Shananay doesn't talk like that! &gt;:(  TititititittiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiBOOOOMMMM! Hallelujah it's 5:06am now. Spent my whole MorNight watching NigaHiga, watched everything already though, just repeating .. Haha, i wanted something to laugh about cannot meh? .. ShaneDawsonTV hasn't been making videos! So depressing! T.T OH! Good news is, WTCC HAS RELEASED HIS SHIRT!! ON SALE NOW, but i don't know how to buy overseas stuff .. =/ I want Lx3's shirt! So coolio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i look at this post it look kinda twit. LOL. Funny eh. ToktokCHIANG!! MmmmMmmm, i miss someone pretty badly. OH LOOOOOOK, IT'S 5:10AM. So fast eh, in an instant, 4 mins died. So sad. I'm still having my sister's bracelet on my hand. Lol! So cute eh. Oh wait, i'm so throat-dried! Cause i just downed 3 or 4 Nonya Dumplings. Whatever it is. Uhm, i'm feeling quite sick too. Will be nice if i can stop worrying about my school posting .. But i doubt i can. AHHHHHHH. Blame myself Blame myself Blame myself. ): Kanasai, this is getting fucking random and cheena-ish. Nevermind! GO ON. I miss Danny Noreiga! He has great personality man, i swear. Though he seems gay, maybe he is. But i god damn friggin' love his attitude how he always snub Simon Cowell!!! WAY TO GO MY MAN. Oops. Sad thing, he has to be kicked out of AI so fast. Oh, haven't been catching up the latest AI. My gay daughter say there are pretty good ones. Must watch!! Ok, what elseee .. Erm, i want to go swim. I want to start training again. I want to workout. Butttttttttt, if i do all those .. I will lose weight. Then i'll never gain. Unless .. I go for nutrition programme. WAIT! Maybe i should, but where to find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORHHH!! I don't know. I've tried Beef bowl @ Yoshinoya for like 3 or 4 times in a row for a week months ago. At that time i was still pumping for nationals, so i have no effect on my weight. ):&lt;br /&gt;I hate people calling me aneroxic. I'M FRIGGIN' NOT OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I ACTUALLY TAKE OFFENSE WHEN PEOPLE SAYS THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McD for a week? I'VE TRIED IT. No gain. Waste money. I've done research on it, ok not me. My friend did research. And showed it to me. I need lots of nonsense nutrition value. UH, LIKE WHO DON'T KNOW. I'm friggin' dealing with HIGH METABOLISM RATE. Hasn't gone done for 99928378373 years. I once asked the doctor about it, he said it will go down. Ya right, in 30 years time is it? By the time i'm too old to even care about my appearance. Zzz. Anyway, OH WTF IT'S 5:22am. Haha! Chicken McNugget. Tsk, i'm still having my troubles on my headdddd. CAN'T THEY JUST FRIGGIN' GO AWAY. I'M SO SADDDD. SO SAD. SO SAD!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i feel like crap. XYZ. I need a hug la .. ):&lt;br /&gt;Though i hug my little sister everyday, hers aren't the bear ones. Ahhh .. Goodbye la, i feel like an long-winded old man. And oh shit, i haven't been CD-ing. Haha nevermind i'm suppose to wait for someone. Haha. Orh, wait. Erm, i'm thirsty. Ok hi, ninabu. Yes sir 3 bags FUUU. HAHA. WHAT? Lol!!! Chicken pok ah. Sesshomaru or something? Inuyasha's brother. Sexy bastard. Urghhh. Love his sword though. HAHA I FEEL IDIOTIC JUMPING FROM TOPIC TO TOPIC. Meh meh eat grass. Row your fucking boat, ashley! EH. I DIDN'T KNOW ASHLEY TISDALE WAS JEWISH. Haha cool! Her nose is friggin' sharp. Cause she went for surgery. =/ I want one too. My nose brigde like crapppp. Lalalalalaalalalalalalala~ OHHH, i need to rant about when i'm getting my laptop. T.T I want that slick Acer slut. So sexylicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recently, i've been listening to many acoustic songs. Jason Castro looks like John Travolta eh. Lol, friggin' good entertainers. Oh, earlier i saw this fella covering Leona Lewis's Bleeding Love, man's version. I think it's way better. Maybe because i've never like Leona. Haha. But the song was beautifully done. Awesome rendition. 5:34am Goodbye. I'm out of topic. Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imissyouimissyouimissyouuuuu! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7463703356619472179?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7463703356619472179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7463703356619472179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7463703356619472179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7463703356619472179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6593297466434756311</id><published>2009-02-02T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:15:12.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm, i want to say i'm feeling quite sick.  I guess i worried too much. Looking at how things are going, i hope i can hold on, seriously. I'm really in shit luck i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, i was on my way to SP, but on the way, i received a call from the admin staff saying i have no way in the school as i missed the JPSAE period. So ok, nevermind i look on the brighter side and moved on. I reached SP at around 2.16pm Suppose to meet Firdhaus at 3pm Uh huh, i waited until 3.40pm and i thought i waited enough so i walked in and decided to do the job myself. I went into the auditorium and talked to the course manager. Again i hear the same rejections, but this time they ask me to try writing letter to the school for appeals. So alright, Fir  finished his lessons and met me around 4+pm, he brought me to the main Office. I was rather dumbfounded. He just like walked in the staff room without anyone caring. LOL like his house like that. Then i met this guy, he's the Head of Sports in SP. Hmm, talked to him about the problem and stuffs. Asking if i can use my Track history to pull me in. Sigh, after all these troubles i only have myself to blame for not applying for JPSAE. =/ Oh well, that man was really nice and seems pretty eager to help! He suggested i send him an email about this and he will forward to the admin staff. Results will be out on early March! Hello, what if the RP's enrolment package delievered to my house?! What should i do man. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, talk so much i have really myself to curse upon for not studying hard enough. No point regretting. I started maths too late, had i concentrate few months early maybe things might be alot more different .. =/ I bet Mr Teoh is like cursing me in school nowadays to his students! No wonder i've been sneezing 3 times for god knows how many in a row. Urgh. Really terrible, i have myself to blame .. At least if my maths was a C6, i can apply for a couple of other choices ..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, blame my luck for 2009. I haven't really been happy fool yet. And i think my English sounding pretty much broken. Fuckkkk. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imissyoulalinaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6593297466434756311?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6593297466434756311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6593297466434756311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6593297466434756311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6593297466434756311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2206079937519508008</id><published>2009-02-02T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:44:36.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Michael Jackson - Earth Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4Hcd60VoRM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4Hcd60VoRM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching .. He got a heart afterall ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-2206079937519508008?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2206079937519508008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2206079937519508008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2206079937519508008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2206079937519508008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/michael-jackson-earth-song-touching.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6836271913085108461</id><published>2009-02-02T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:06:43.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently, someone had to add fuel into my burning mood. I'm so pissed now. Really am. That person better, die earlier than me. Ok i'm not so mean. But whatever. Ok nevermind, forget about it. I wanna thank Anis for the encouragement! (: I will do what it takes, and i'm really fine with waiting. ;D I just hope, things get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, 2009 will be a real bad year. Mum took me to some Temple. She told me, i was born in the year of Goat and TaiSun(LordDuke??) is having some bad feud with me. So i had to pray and ask for protection. I was like, Wtf?? So i did it to make mum happy. Same for the year of, Ox, Dragon and Chicken i think. My little sister was born in the year of Goat too, so we had to do the pray pray thing together -.-  Yeah, then i went to read the horoscope. Big chunk of chinese words which totally turned me off, until i saw english writings. Yes, the translation. It says, Goat will face a hard year following menacing stuff with Duke. Then alot, stuffs. Must be careful in what i do, and must be prepared to face failures. Wealth may be very bad this year. Lastly they advise i get blessing and protection from that TaiSun.HUH. Unfair. =/ No wonder i haven't been really happy this year .. Ah. Monkey are enjoying lots of good luck! So jealous. Oh well, am i believing this?!!  Urgh. Lucky this didn't happen for my O Level year. Phew~ But what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, done.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Anddddd. Imisslinana ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6836271913085108461?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6836271913085108461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6836271913085108461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6836271913085108461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6836271913085108461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/apparently-someone-had-to-add-fuel-into.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-535291587743406044</id><published>2009-02-01T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:28:15.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Find Aylwin'/><title type='text'>Please Help Me Find Aylwin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't think i want to blog about my day. Pretty much the same as usual. I found something even better to post about. I just came online moments ago, and my primary school mate, Benjamin talked to me on MSN. Was lucky to still contact him. Ok, it goes like that. Before i shifted house, i was staying in Bedok, studying in PingYi Primary till pri2, then the school merged with another to form FengShan Primary school. I studied for Pri3 and 4 there. Until the end of Primary 4, my family decided we should shift to Punggol, and we did. But i was still going to school travelling from North to East. Yeap, tough though it was in afternoon session for P5. My stepdaddy have to like finish his work and drive to Bedok area to pick me up, then fetch me home back to Punggol. Crazy i know, i'm always the last kid in the school. I'll always see other teachers going home, and some would talk to me why i alone and stuffs. Oh well, i forgot to mention. We are sure to have best friends and cliques right? Till now, my bestest friend, Aylwin is in my heart. Although we've lost contact for years, i still remember the times we had so much fun playing in school together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially, thinking and planning when we can go skating with him together when i don't even know how to! Haha, yeah oh my god i'm getting emotional again. Thanks to Benjamin la, remind me of the past .. My clique i still have Raymi, the fucking pretty malay boy. And Benjamin himself. Oh, the fun we shared. Having them around was paramount. Indeed, but it all has to come to this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Friday i remember. I met Aylwin, i told him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David: Hey, i may not be studying in Fengshan already. Will go to a new school on Monday onwards..&lt;br /&gt;Aylwin: *sad face* Har? .. Ok! Monday if you still in Fengshan meet me at canteen i got something to give you!"&lt;br /&gt;David: Alright! See you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, unfortunately.. was the last i ever met him, my best ever friend. Ah my heart. I need to cry now.. Ahhhhh. Where are you Aylwin. We're that close. Really close. I still have a gift he gave me, a peacock tail pen he got from the Zoo. He was like, "DAVID! I WENT TO THE ZOO AND GOT YOU THIS!" I was like, ah thanks!!! Yeah, i still have the gift well conditioned and kept. Sigh, its very difficult to do a search for this fella, i still remember what funny shits we done in school! GOT ONCE! I was so demanding, we assembled after recess, i saw bottle on the grass, i ask Aylwin to go pick it up and throw in the dustbin. He was like so .. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*huh don't want la, so many teachers around and people looking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHA! But i forced him and he went! Thinking of it now, i feel like a utmost meanie. ): David's bad .. But oh well, he ran like one corkc i swear! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, some friends i still remember are, Harry! He owe me a pokemon figurine till now. ):&lt;br /&gt;Erm, Rafael! The filipino guy. Lol, cute fat little kid. I wonder if he slimmed down yet. =x&lt;br /&gt;Then we have, Raymi, the fucking gay malay kid. But he's such a sweet guy! Uh, Benjamin, alright la, the only one i still contact with. Sigh, i miss all of them. If any of you reading this, please contact me ok! We should reunite! (: OH! I have primary school crushes! Damn funny i swear. I remember their names! One is Karen, the other is Nicole! LOL. Cute la David. Karen was freakishly tall at her age. Really, Nicole was the very very very fair skin one. Man, i was such a silly boy. Funny, uhm what else. Pretty much all i can remember already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, important notice! If anyone, knows this Aylwin guy, please tell me. I want to meet him so bad. I swear i'll give him a fucking tight bear hug when i see him. Thanks .. ah well..&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/21340535-535291587743406044?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/535291587743406044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=535291587743406044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/535291587743406044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/535291587743406044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-help-me-find-aylwin.html' title='Please Help Me Find Aylwin'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5812952058083202813</id><published>2009-01-31T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:01:00.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Like Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Queen of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;exy&lt;/span&gt;Land;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSnqLc-5WI/AAAAAAAAAc0/v-sWcXLDGeE/s1600-h/lip2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSnqLc-5WI/AAAAAAAAAc0/v-sWcXLDGeE/s400/lip2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297543404765242722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! So i'm blogging about my nightout from Wednesday night till Thursday morning with Linana! (: Met her at WS around 9pm. Waited until i had to play my neopetpetpet! LOL. Ok, she had work so yeah, a little late. Uhm, i think i had lots of fun doing dare devil stuffs i swear. She taught me how to skate eh! But i still can't -.-  Haha, so we made E!Hub ours that night. Sliding down Escalators, jumping over railings, watching her skate around the mall, and bowling! Haha, stupid game, waste money. I bowled a pathetic 73pts i think. Yucks! Worst i ever bowled. But it was months i last bowled. ): Anyway, we totally made ourselves king in the mall. OH! She put make up for me. Cute la ok. Haha, fun adventures later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, we then settled at McD, played card games with the DeathNote poker cards i bought earlier. Man, we were sucka for sugarsticks. Haha, i mean, we USED sugarsticks as our bets for Blackjack! I owed her like alot man, my luck just switched instantly after a streak of wins. =/&lt;br /&gt;Went on to play Stress, she taught me also. Then i taught her Daidi, and some weird game. HEHEHEHE! Lol, i could tell she was really sleepy haha. I swear. Well, it was rather early in the dawn and i thought we should head our way to the beach already. 4am, we walked to the beach and sat. Talked about stuffs, truth or dare. And eventually, she fell asleep on my laps..   :$&lt;br /&gt;About half an hour later, Linana woke up. Haha, grouchy face~ She got so scared she asked me to wait at the door of the girls toilet. LOL. Haha, cute or what. Uhm, yeah, pretty much the same as we sat on the bench and talked. OH! We were planning to watch the sunrise. So the sky got brighter and brighter, then i realise why haven't the sun come out since it' getting really bright. THEN! I turned my back and look into that direction to see the sun about &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1/5&lt;/span&gt; out! Haha, how stupid we could be. But cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSljhJkS1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/xca8jc-35Ww/s1600-h/lip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSljhJkS1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/xca8jc-35Ww/s400/lip.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297541091307047762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh, at EHub toilet. I was washing away my liner. I quite like this shot though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to her for snapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSljqj4UII/AAAAAAAAAck/LQZi2TlLTws/s1600-h/DSC01896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSljqj4UII/AAAAAAAAAck/LQZi2TlLTws/s400/DSC01896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297541093833330818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH, the 171cm female giant on my laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSljcfIrJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WkRWEnw4Xik/s1600-h/DSC01892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSljcfIrJI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WkRWEnw4Xik/s400/DSC01892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297541090055335058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXY&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYShMQzSKjI/AAAAAAAAAcU/V4fvrBO69g4/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYShMQzSKjI/AAAAAAAAAcU/V4fvrBO69g4/s400/DSC01882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536293735115314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute la, run away from the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYShMKDlXNI/AAAAAAAAAcM/U-I1lxgQFr0/s1600-h/DSC01885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYShMKDlXNI/AAAAAAAAAcM/U-I1lxgQFr0/s400/DSC01885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536291924434130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She must be thinking, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"OH DAMN THE GLUE'S STUCK ON MY HAND.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYShLroJlRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/W5rxsUcF4_g/s1600-h/DSC01887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYShLroJlRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/W5rxsUcF4_g/s400/DSC01887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297536283756303634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look like some fake doll put up for sale. Haha! Oh well, had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! Continue, after sunrise, we walked back to McD to continue our card games with sugarsticks!! Heh, this time for a short while, cause we were just waiting for Subway to open for breakfast. Had our fill, and off we headed home. Wait, i sent her home ok. I'm so nice~ Uhm, yeah, i reached home at 11.30am slept with my mouth wide open in the bus i think. Embarassing shits .. Cheesepie! Well, that's about it. I called this nightout, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Orthodox Nightout With Marc'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-5812952058083202813?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5812952058083202813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5812952058083202813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5812952058083202813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5812952058083202813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-like-winter.html' title='Love Like Winter'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYSnqLc-5WI/AAAAAAAAAc0/v-sWcXLDGeE/s72-c/lip2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7399403413958494400</id><published>2009-01-30T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:59:38.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma-er</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Instantly, i thought i could accept fate and resign myself to it. Ok, i already did. But no man on earth have a forever happy life. You see, things weren't the same after 14 December 2008.&lt;br /&gt;I thought my life would be better and i did something on impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a month had past and so much happened, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID &lt;/span&gt;change my life, in a negative way. For some reasons, i'm having serious trust issues now, not because i'm over-cautious. But because i got hit by some crazy wave which i shared with some people. I thought i should give someone another chance for them to repent and make it up for me. I was wrong, the parody i'm in, with the person so far away. How about millions of miles and kilometres away. It's just too mild for me to handle or take it on. So, i never did rebuild the trust in it. Right now, it's time i do what is right for myself and of cause another one that is worth loving and caring for. I was a jerk, for doing stuffs on impulse. I thought it would greatly help me to forget but i couldn't, for the fact you left me stranded between love &amp;amp; love. It's you that i desire, i've been missing you for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I ran away from reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I lost myself to indulged in new purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I ended getting hurt after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the night you grapped my arms, you laid on me, i know i found the answer. I know i have to make it happen again, i know it meant so much to me. I know i want and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; it. Therefore i've declared a 'confirmed' status and i never thought i could expressed it out to you so soon. It just show how much you are to me that i didn't want to lose you, maybe in a flash or faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;brings happiness and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; mature and groom human into sensible beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is not just like winter, but a Season with 4 beautiful letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what teenagers always face in their life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7399403413958494400?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7399403413958494400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7399403413958494400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7399403413958494400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7399403413958494400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/dilemma-er.html' title='Dilemma-er'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6152481897537339049</id><published>2009-01-30T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T16:42:00.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, i have alot of things to blog about my wonderful overnight on Wednesday till Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;But i can't share it now cause i don't know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so today we had our JAE posting results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My message tone went off and i looked at the phone screen in disbelief ..&lt;br /&gt;I got my last choice from my 12. Republic Polytechnic, Business Applications.&lt;br /&gt;I won't dare to say the school or the course suck, but i personally don't like RP.&lt;br /&gt;So, i thought i would had chance if i go for appeal.&lt;br /&gt;I did, and i even went to Singapore Polytechnic to appeal. Uh huh, very much excited cause i desperately wanted to go SP. Talked to many counsellor, especially the course manager. She told me i can't apply for any course in the appeal already, cause my results couldn't make it. Yeah, i do have a matching aggregate points in that school .. But my maths failed me and i can't enter because i lose out in the entry requirements. So i decided to log on to the appeal page, all i have for appeal choices were all RP courses. Sigh, i'm right now feeling so, sad i swear.&lt;br /&gt;I know i got my desserts for not putting in effort in studies. I just felt so sad i had to beg like one kind to the course manager to like help me make a portfolio and go through from interviews. I thought, Designing wouldn't look at Maths that much, so i thought i was hopeful, then i was wrong .. They look at the aggregate R4. Sigh, i just had to cry on the way home .. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home now, reading up more into RP. I saw aerospace engineering, but then it's new and doesn't have much recognition, so i think i should just resign to fate and stick to what i'm given ..&lt;br /&gt;Like Yanjie said, ".. make the best out of the three years" Oh well, plus this got me really thinking about something else .. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't think it's over yet ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6152481897537339049?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6152481897537339049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6152481897537339049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6152481897537339049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6152481897537339049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4000273512796475829</id><published>2009-01-28T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:36:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SISTER RULEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm darn boreddd! Waiting for time to pass~&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i CD-ed for awhile, and then did my hair and all. Leaving house at 6pm. =/ Still long long long way to go. Ok not, an hour and a half more. (:   So while waiting i decided to work on my photo editing skills! Here's another sample!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYAXanhCh6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/BFj5ZoLh56U/s1600-h/my+sis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYAXanhCh6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/BFj5ZoLh56U/s400/my+sis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296258907839301538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA, my little sister when she was 3 years old! Taken with a VGA camera i think. That sucks and it caught my attention so i chose this picture and editted it to ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYAXapURzWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9EhNfCop71E/s1600-h/my+sis1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYAXapURzWI/AAAAAAAAAb0/9EhNfCop71E/s400/my+sis1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296258908322647394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TADAH!!! (:  Awesome right?! So much nicer and better quality! She's so cute and .. adorable! Haha, especially with her hair tied like that! Ok, i added the bright lens flare at the top right for fun. (: Well, i will work on more photos soon. For now i'm signing off, goodbye! Probably will blog tomorrow already.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4000273512796475829?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4000273512796475829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4000273512796475829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4000273512796475829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4000273512796475829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-darn-boreddd-waiting-for-time-to.html' title='SISTER RULEZ'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SYAXanhCh6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/BFj5ZoLh56U/s72-c/my+sis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-980494820028963290</id><published>2009-01-27T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:59:54.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey EVERYONE! I had an AWWWsome day. =/&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 6.30am, woke up to see the burning sky at 1.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed etc, LUNCH! TomYam. TEEEHEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesepie, i don't know what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go out at all cause Mum brought the hair straightener along for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;And i can't stand how my hair gets wavy. So ya, i cooped at home the whole day. Uhm, i haven't CD-ed yet, cause i'm like waiting for Slutmate, to CATCH UP! Haha, not to mock her though. =x&lt;br /&gt;Man, she's better than me in like almost every aspect, if this post trigger her attention and she train her CD character hardcore, i'm sure to die and burrow myself with chocolate chips. =/&lt;br /&gt;Haha, alright i shall stop helping her boast. I took a nap at 6pm, woke up 9.30pm from a phone call. Dinner was shit, and my family were back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm now here, looking and browsing FS, MSN etc.&lt;br /&gt;I realise i do lousy picture edits. So i got really sad, BUT my gay-daughter Midzi suggested i download this software to do editing. MAN! IT'S WAY COOLER AND BETTER THAN MY ARCSOFT PHOTO STUDIO SHITS. Haha! I love it. Here's a sample!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SX9U4KV-2OI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sJRediFGOVU/s1600-h/1_909735695l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SX9U4KV-2OI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sJRediFGOVU/s400/1_909735695l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296045010636953826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEE! Not that good of cause. And it's a bit Midzi-ish i would say. But oh well, he told me it's not! So, good for me! Notice i mirror-ed the picture. Love the effect, so awesome! *****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow, me and Slutmate are staying out the whole day till Thursday. Won't be blogging! Bye lovely people! Haha, ChickenDuckOstrich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Campella &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shananay &lt;/span&gt;Claus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&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/21340535-980494820028963290?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/980494820028963290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=980494820028963290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/980494820028963290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/980494820028963290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-everyone-i-had-awwwsome-day.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SX9U4KV-2OI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sJRediFGOVU/s72-c/1_909735695l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6052092631068925800</id><published>2009-01-26T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:48:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>ABCDEFGHIJKLMOPQRSTVWXYZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, Stepdad's birthday cum Lunar New Years! (:&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 8am and woke up 10am. Haha, then had mini celebration for Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Mum insist i give Daddy red packet as i didn't have any gift. HAHA! So i did luh.&lt;br /&gt;Like WTF! I'm giving ang pows alrd! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, they went off to have their 1 day holiday. And i stayed home! (:&lt;br /&gt;At my own cost of cause, then i went to CD. Realised i trained my char wrongly, so i had to re create a new char and go according to guide. Coolio huh! Yeah, got it to level 16 already, in GhostLord Clan. ITS SO AWESOME I SWEARRRRRRRR! HAHA. WEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, many may say CD is long winded and very boring, but to me i think its fun. Considering it's the only game i can download and play, plus I DON'T GAME, SO ITS REALLY FUN TO ME IN SOME SENSE. Yeah, cheers! Then around 2:15pm Zack came over my house to jam. Haha, i love his Yamaha for some reasons. Ok, had a crappy cover done. Check it out at my channel.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt for awhile and its so boring having repeating the same few powerchords. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;But well, worth watching. Check it out yeah. Then we had KFC for dinner. We were expecting the whole Punggol Plaza to close due to public holidays but KFC saved our stomach! THANK LORD!!! HAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home now and might CD again later. But not now. Alright Ciao!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6052092631068925800?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6052092631068925800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6052092631068925800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6052092631068925800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6052092631068925800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6773847422134862225</id><published>2009-01-25T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:45:18.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closed</title><content type='html'>I woke up around 1.30pm today. Hmm, got ready for reunion dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Before that i had to remove my lip ring, and so i did. Later on, i realised my lip hole closed! URGH. Lina ask me to force a stud in and it can be done. Knowing how faint hearted when it comes to this, David has to do it at all cost. Couldn't save it, the hole 'closed' .. So i'm pretty sad. =/ But she agreed to help me re do the hole. Haha, yay. (: It feels rather weird now without the ring dangling on my lips. Ya, like empty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Chineatown first, got some snacks and blah. Headed to Grandparent's ..&lt;br /&gt;Ate and well, got Ang Pao(s) early cause they're leaving Singapore tomorrow. Ya the whole family including mine but not me. (:  So, everything's smooth, just that i felt really sad my lip hole closed. T.T Sigh, i love it so much!! Hmm, homed.&lt;br /&gt;Watched KungFu and the Mahjong show on channel 8 and U. Love the KungFu one. Chow Yun Fat is AWWWEEESOOOOMMMEEEE. FERR SURE. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Haha plus he's one funny fella. After that, CD-ed with slutmate Marcelo.&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun, but still .. =/ Ok, i'm level 15 now. Can join clan already, and i decided to join GhostLord Clan! Anyone can guide me for the skills point?! Please teach me if anyone knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, Happy Lunar New Year! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6773847422134862225?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6773847422134862225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6773847422134862225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6773847422134862225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6773847422134862225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/closed.html' title='Closed'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5890594450807291794</id><published>2009-01-24T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:36:10.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celestial Destroyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuku&lt;/span&gt;bird. I love the world, for now.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i don't know what is my status for now. I feel like i'm doubting myself, decieving reality.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, .. i forgot cause Slutmate ask me to do something. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, i finished my Celestial Destroyer download at like 6am in the morning today. Installed and everything, i created my character and off. Haha got to bed, woke up 4 in the noon/evening. Cheesepie, i think i forgot all my whole junks of shits i wanted to blog for today. _l_ Ok nehmind, erm had my lunch, played CD for awhile and off with family to Serangoon Garden for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Satan got jealous of my weight, he sent me along for dinner right after my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, mum wasn't leniet too! She forced me to eat and eat! Hmm, i did ate alot. Freaking full but still .. I don't wanna waste the food i went on and on. XD Well, we headed to shop for nesseccsities &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh how the fuck you spell this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Heh, i'm home now, really sweet homed.&lt;br /&gt;Got on to the monitor screen and off i went CD-ing. Haha, i'm level 11 now. Still freaking noob shit. I need to level up till 15 to join a clan. Sigh, but before i could finish that killing darn Unseen Servant quest, i died cause i didn't notice my health points. Good right.  -.- Then, i decided to stop CD and go MSN. Hah! Bathed awhile later. Hmm, thinking about my heavy dinner, i thought i should try the weighting scale. The last time i weighed was 51kg. And so i did ... 51kg AGAIN/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been stuck at that fucking weight for, like since mid december. I wanna add like 6kg more man. Seriously, i need to. Oh well, tomorrow's Lunar eve. Reunion dinner and i got my first warning from mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remove your lip ring or no dinner for you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, so i really had trouble on what to do next. Cause i lost my transparent stud, and that golden stud will not be any better. But still i manage to get the transparent BASE. No stud ball la.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll try my luck with it. Hehe! Ya, a glimspe on the base, i remember about how i once got it clumsily pierced .. I wonder if she's guilty FOR DROPPING THE STUD BALL! HAHA! Funny process and experience. First piercing somemore. =/ Well, nice things don't last but i hope good things happens again. For now, why not just listen to a good piece of music and relax .. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH LATEST BUM! I was sending goodnight messages to Slutmate. Cause i'm always a female in her dreams, so i call myself Shananay~ HAHA SHE CRACKED SO HARD SHE HAD TO ADD THAT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHANANAY&lt;/span&gt; TO MY CAMPELLA CLAUS. -.- Hi, i'm now Campella &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shananay&lt;/span&gt; Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Adiós, puede llenar el mundo con la paz de nuevo ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-5890594450807291794?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5890594450807291794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5890594450807291794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5890594450807291794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5890594450807291794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/celestial-destroyer.html' title='Celestial Destroyer'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6638066998489951745</id><published>2009-01-23T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T02:37:53.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;About 2 hours ago, i was emotionless. Like, no feeling! Not sad. Just totally. Blank, emptied.&lt;br /&gt;NOW, for some reasons i feel like dancing to the song that is playing! Oh my god. XD&lt;br /&gt;Heh, YIPEEE. Man, the lyrics like replaying over and over. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man I never seen an ass like hers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I sound pervertic. Maybe i am. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*flicking eyebrow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, a moment ago slutmate wnats me to be a girl and go to her dream so i can, have lesbian **** with her. Coolio eh. SAD, i'm a guy. Hahahahaha! This whole afternoon was terrible man.&lt;br /&gt;Got so fucked up with html shits. _l_ I think that's the reason why TDWP wrote a song about it. Lol! Seriously, i'm no computer geek and ya i suck cause i used blogger for years and i still don't know how to change skins myself! -.- Sexy right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erhm, family going overseas for holidays with stepdad's side ..&lt;br /&gt;Monday till Tuesday. Yours Truly not going. (:  Heh, some personal reasons. Nope, not because i quarrelled with my mum. Other stuffs the world shouldn't know but i think some knows. Urgh. Ok, craps aside. Oh great now what i wanna rant about. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~!@#$%%^&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous weeks or lets say last month, i found this youtube channel and this fella is a some sort. Erm, how do i put it. Ok he's cute. I love his videos. Eh not gay, but yeah i love it.&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed much, i wanna buy his shirt and hoodie. AHHHHH! But no money -.-&lt;br /&gt;Chicken chicken sideside. XD I'm so bored. I need to really do something useful.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make comedy videos, and i just thought of a topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Are You Being &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, hope i can tape it. Lol, confident.&lt;br /&gt;Blehblehbleh, i'm fucking bored. Holy shrimp its only 2:32am, and David don't sleep this early unless he .. =/ OK! So i still aspire to be a vampire. Suck blood and cause pain in humans. Or better, bring a werewolve over and i shall have a great fight. (: Ok, i wanna leave this shitty white page with brown and blue outline. Urghh, so much for waiting for the stupid google thing to die off. Muhfarka. Oh David is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Call me so I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Make it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;juicy&lt;/span&gt; for ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6638066998489951745?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6638066998489951745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6638066998489951745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6638066998489951745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6638066998489951745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-2-hours-ago-i-was-emotionless.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-315109023851461812</id><published>2009-01-23T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T14:07:10.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Kissed A Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello, yesterday i wanted to come online but i fell asleep early. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before that my sister was watching the Channel8 show. Tuan Yuan Fan or what.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then i saw this cute girl. The the the the erm, whats her name. Mei something one. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i think she's cute. The family got 2 sisters, the younger one. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Hmm, today was pretty unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;I send my little sister to school, on my way home i merely missed a piece of dog poo.&lt;br /&gt;Then at home, i went into the bathroom and glided, YA ALMOST FELL TO MY DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, it's only 2:04pm what more is to come? =/&lt;br /&gt;Oh, is there any kind souls willing to do some youtube downloading for muahhh?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pretty pleaseeeeee? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Shorty wanna thug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Bottles in the club &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Shorty wanna hump &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You know I like to touch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Ya lovely lady lumps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-315109023851461812?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/315109023851461812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=315109023851461812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/315109023851461812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/315109023851461812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-kissed-girl.html' title='I Kissed A Girl'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4425938868586497764</id><published>2009-01-22T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:41:54.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Will Go On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome! HEH! So i got really high in spirits. For some reasons ah. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm, Aiko came online telling me her laptop got sold. =/&lt;br /&gt;All she can do is go to the internet cafe now. Chickenfrontsideeeeee. Anyway, today wasn't that bad man. Oh, i want a new amplifier man. Tsk, the stupid SX tone is, horrible! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cause i love taking pictures of my ever-loving little sister! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXdqDbkNJ8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/MKtW4VJIYY0/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXdqDbkNJ8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/MKtW4VJIYY0/s400/DSC01813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293816494169073602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh, i hate my camera for her picture in this. Seriously, the lighting wasn't good.&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't want to activate flash cause .. _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so there was this night! I looked out my beautiful window and saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXdqC0htTvI/AAAAAAAAAas/ovWqrvzKLiU/s1600-h/DSC01830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXdqC0htTvI/AAAAAAAAAas/ovWqrvzKLiU/s400/DSC01830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293816483689615090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA. The highway heading south from your view is like packed for don't know what reasons. It was around 10pm if i'm not wrong. Not peak hours what. Economy breakdown? ..&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i love my window, eh for the fact i live 18th storey up in the sky. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO, so i've been crazing about lots of different music genres. Haha. Really nice to here different band switching genres to genres. But ok. HEEHEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;I found this song pretty well remix(ed)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1l1-OrD1To&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1l1-OrD1To&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dedicate this to all lovebirds or .. the unfortunate lovesicker! =x&lt;br /&gt;It's a sweet song! Enjoy eh. Oh if my blog song is disturbing, please click the pause button on the casette, it will shut up and you can enjoy the video. Haha, i wanna learn this song soon. Like fucking fun.&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/21340535-4425938868586497764?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4425938868586497764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4425938868586497764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4425938868586497764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4425938868586497764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-heart-will-go-on.html' title='My Heart Will Go On'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXdqDbkNJ8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/MKtW4VJIYY0/s72-c/DSC01813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1481726006929765882</id><published>2009-01-21T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:05:43.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha, had phone chat with Slutmate No.1 earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;We cranked like hell, haha. Giving each other nicknames!&lt;br /&gt;I told her she got the 'M' face. So i gave her the name Marcelo Moymous!&lt;br /&gt;Mine was terrible! Gave me some random Campella! Like wtf? From Campbell Soup is it?!&lt;br /&gt;Worst! She added a Claus for the 2nd name. How nice huh i'm Campella Claus.&lt;br /&gt;Like some Pokemon's attack move which goes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"CAMPELLA! USE CLAUS ATTACK!"&lt;/span&gt; HAHA! Or put it uglier, i sound like crab soup -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i can't download the new online game, Celestial Destroyer.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, my computer doesn't seem to support downloaded games. _l_&lt;br /&gt;Muhfarka. =/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i just learnt a new song from MetroStation in like what? 10mins to figure out everything. Haha, i watched this fella play and slowly tab thing powerchords out.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, yay.   -.-  Oh, i still have the guitar around me. Hmm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, it's almost a week i last contacted Aiko ..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how's she is doing. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-1481726006929765882?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1481726006929765882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1481726006929765882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1481726006929765882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1481726006929765882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/control.html' title='Control'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-989951062128135229</id><published>2009-01-20T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:28:33.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken PohPoh Kehhhh~&lt;br /&gt;Haha! So recently there have been quite a number of my friends going crazy about anime.&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch it myself, ok i don't watch it ALREADY. =/&lt;br /&gt;Cause they don't air it on tv, and i'm too lazy to search for it online! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ah, but ok so i see alot love Bleach. Or whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i remember i once was a One Piece fan!&lt;br /&gt;I even got their action-figures! Show you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXU-ta8yBrI/AAAAAAAAAak/jPDb365GZp4/s1600-h/DSC01802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXU-ta8yBrI/AAAAAAAAAak/jPDb365GZp4/s400/DSC01802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293205887093180082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually i have Usopp, but my sister misplaced it. ):&lt;br /&gt;OH! And the oh so hot Nami, they don't sell it.&lt;br /&gt;My Sanji's arm broke off, so i had to glue it back. Pathetic right!&lt;br /&gt;Worst is my Luffy, stupid right arm drop behind my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;And my wardrobe fucking huge, so i can't retrieve it.&lt;br /&gt;But! Luckily i got extra arms, but it's the long one, which Luffy stretched.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Zorro is still intact. Haha, but dusty -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i was wondering about my 12 choices for JAE thing.&lt;br /&gt;I was also looking through at private schools in newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;Schools like LaSelle, Nafa, SIM, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;Then i came about MDIS. They offer diploma too. We can complete our diploma within 9 months. After that you can go apply for University already.&lt;br /&gt;So i confident, i shortlist that school should i not enter any of my 12.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to ask YanJie&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(he wouldn't like it if i address him as MrLuo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  for more info and fill me in about that private school. He said no, its not good and better off in ITE.&lt;br /&gt;So i beg to differ, i looked up the websites and everything showing it how recognized it is with overseas Uni etc. Still, he proved me wrong and gave me second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a link to some singapore community forum.&lt;br /&gt;There were people asking about MDIS and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Enquiring about whether they are recognized or is it easy to find a job with a private Diploma cert. The hardcore debate is, some compared ITE to MDIS.&lt;br /&gt;Then the forum is public what, so people post freely and shits.&lt;br /&gt;Saying ITE is better as they are government based etc. On that road, finish the course and head to local polytechnic. This way with normal polytechnic it's more worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike just a MDIS cert, it's worthless.&lt;br /&gt;Of cause some defended MDIS la, but then .. =/&lt;br /&gt;Some say MDIS till like .. haha. Their cert not as recognized as government school.&lt;br /&gt;That's the disadvantage. Sad case. So if i'm a MDIS graduate, and i compete with an ITE graduate, the ITE guy will get the job first. But of cause with lower pay.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, ITE can pull you in for Diploma in local polytechnics. Longer route it is, but in the end, who cares about how long your route is. They care about the quality and worth of your cert.&lt;br /&gt;Make sense? It's like debating if a hamburger with CABBAGE healthy or not. Get what i mean? =/&lt;br /&gt;It is expensive, $4000 for 9 month Diploma compared to local polytechnic, $6300 or there for 3 year course.&lt;br /&gt;My mum's friend's daughter studies there though. I don't know man, but i'll still consider MDIS. Like no choice. I didn't come Singapore for ITE.&lt;br /&gt;She's doing well and off what. But the future is what is crazy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXU-tOO583I/AAAAAAAAAac/YZ6-VwNmogU/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXU-tOO583I/AAAAAAAAAac/YZ6-VwNmogU/s400/DSC01776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293205883679535986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh i found this on my phone. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my hair got 3 colours! XD&lt;br /&gt;Maroon, faded brown and Black! (:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i've got to eat my breakfast Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lollipop!&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/21340535-989951062128135229?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/989951062128135229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=989951062128135229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/989951062128135229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/989951062128135229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/chicken-pohpoh-kehhhh-haha-so-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SXU-ta8yBrI/AAAAAAAAAak/jPDb365GZp4/s72-c/DSC01802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8569499686156282139</id><published>2009-01-19T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:06:53.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandmates needed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiko, i hope you're alright ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peekaboo! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i know there's a match between Liverpool And Everton going on.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Liverpool drop points. Not because i support Everton, but cause i'm anti-Liverpool. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hope they die miserably! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! So i woke up in the noon. Nothing special, so usual routine shits. Bahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lifelessly alive. Lol! Painted darn wall again. But this time for awhile only, i got so sick of it. =/ Ya la, i spent my whole day infront of the computer. Wondering when i'm getting my Acer lappie. ):   Sigh, i looked to my BitTorrent, my Sims2 still like a long way to go. Goddamnit. T.T Only freaking 38% like that. So i got bored and decided to upload more stuffs to the torrents.&lt;br /&gt;Found some cool bands. Trying 2 of them. One of which the album is done in like what, 20mins? HAHA! But the other is like, 90% only. Maybe finishing soon. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about music, i've been crazing back about Metro Station. I don't know why i liked them either. It's like not my kind of music, oh well it did make me happier in recent days though!&lt;br /&gt;Like haha, so cute keyboarding(s) etc. Yeah, before i forget!&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for bandmates to jam with. Uh, i need vox and keys! I have a bassist in mind already. Drummer, she agreed already. And i go with the guitars! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Please contact me if you're interested ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lomchiampass!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i was clearing my drawers earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;Then guess what i found ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEC1 ESSAYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, IT'S MY CLASS' ESSAYS!&lt;br /&gt;I was the class chairman for 1E4.&lt;br /&gt;I think i collected then never hand in to teacher. XD&lt;br /&gt;LOL, whoever wants it back tell me. SO FUNNY LA, I SWEAR!&lt;br /&gt;I laughed to myself uncontrollably when i realised about it! Lol, what a joke eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, got to stop here. I don't know what else to blog~&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out eh. But then ..&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/21340535-8569499686156282139?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8569499686156282139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8569499686156282139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8569499686156282139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8569499686156282139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/bandmates-needed.html' title='Bandmates needed.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3861670428354767989</id><published>2009-01-19T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T04:47:19.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BETTER WATCH THIS. FUCKING FUNNY. I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gwvrje8uySo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gwvrje8uySo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3861670428354767989?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3861670428354767989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3861670428354767989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3861670428354767989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3861670428354767989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/better-watch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4570934262178051009</id><published>2009-01-18T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T02:57:27.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So i've been prying on what's going to happen for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is, not much of a change like now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i had to help paint the darn house today.&lt;br /&gt;I painted the door path! (the erm.. when you step into the house that path and hollow side. I CALL IT THE HALLWAY.)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i painted the WHOLE friggin stretch. Took me 77756229 years to complete.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not completed actually. Left the ceiling. But erhm, my friggin arms were ripped and torn. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i don't know i felt slight headache and sat on the ladder.&lt;br /&gt;Mum came and .. nagged at me for nothing claiming ~!@#$%^&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i couldn't stand it, and got so annoyed i removed my gloves and threw the brush and everything. Urgh, i gave up. So much for helping and not appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm mentally attacked from all the home cooping in recent days.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out and die man. TSK!&lt;br /&gt;Oh nevermind. Web camming with Midzi.&lt;br /&gt;He make me wanna get my hair rebonded. Slut. =/&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, alright i don't know what else to blog about. But i got something to bastard about. (:&lt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this fella.&lt;br /&gt;I once told him about how i wanna get my hair done.&lt;br /&gt;He criticised me for not having good taste about it.&lt;br /&gt;THEN! One fine day, he tell me he wanna do his hair.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE MY DESIRED STYLE.&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME TO DO IT FOR HIM SOMEMORE.&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY OR FUNNY?!&lt;br /&gt;So .. WHAT THE FUCK? David's knockoff eh? _l_&lt;br /&gt;Its not as pipping as i wanna describe it, but yeah. He's such a bummer asshole.  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. Goodbye.&lt;br /&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/21340535-4570934262178051009?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4570934262178051009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4570934262178051009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4570934262178051009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4570934262178051009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-ive-been-prying-on-whats-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6051907672936506736</id><published>2009-01-16T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:31:23.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quiz Time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;-LOVE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physical Appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk about her height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HEH! I love this, erm she must be at least 165cm? =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How about her weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm, tough one. Everyone hates me cause i'm too skinny. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Her boobs size?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As long as she has visible quality. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you mind a non-virgin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anything~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What about her looks? Must she be pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Above average i would say. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Physically handicapped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm, must see which part ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have piercings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha, as long as it's not too .. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you mind a muscular babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh .. I'm scared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Habits/Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  What if she loves to bite her nails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yucks! But, eh don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What if she loves to stare at guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello? Human nature. SLUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What if she has eating disorder? (aneroxic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No way~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Would you like her to be a sporty type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Or a mysterious type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Erm, sometime its not nice to have someone like yourself. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Sweet-loving type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WOO, would love to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Funny type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best if she is. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What if she gambles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fuck Off &amp;amp; Die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;miserably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Cheeks, Lips, or Tongue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Gentle, Violent, or Passionate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Passionate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexual Pleasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Favourite sexual position?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Erhm. LEGS OVER SHOULDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Gentle or Hardcore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gentle. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you do for 'warm-ups' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Make out la. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What if your girl teases you for not being good on bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tease her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. know what. this is getting ridiculous. in case some blog police catch me for this contents. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How must she show her affection to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It depends on what kind of person she is. I mean this kind of thing is natural. I can't explain it. Nobody can. Right? ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If your mum and your girl quarrels, who will you defend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Calm both down, and i do the mediation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though i know i'll fail badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. If your mum and girl are in distress and in need of help, who would you help FIRST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Can i kill myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you actually look for in a dream girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Care, Constant Love, and Commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When do you wanna get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Age 25 or something? Around there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How do you define love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Best Prove Of Love Is Trust.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sara goh thought me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Lastly, how do you rate your love-life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*sigh* I don't know. Don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6051907672936506736?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6051907672936506736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6051907672936506736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6051907672936506736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6051907672936506736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiz.html' title='Quiz!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5657426244376427331</id><published>2009-01-16T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T03:15:14.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Seconds To Mars - The Kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UWTngz1u94&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UWTngz1u94&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is erm, kind of outdated song. But the rhythm still generates in me.&lt;br /&gt;I always looked up on Jared Leto as an idol! He was an actor. But i think he is better for who he is now. (:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have a band like this! Alternative genre. Hehe. But i can't even handle myself.. what more a band? ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-5657426244376427331?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5657426244376427331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5657426244376427331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5657426244376427331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5657426244376427331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/30-seconds-to-mars-kill-this-is-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8420277887082084026</id><published>2009-01-15T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:19:48.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been cooping myself at home all day since the day results were released ..&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much suckish, sites fetching little sis from school. Ah. I'm lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/gloomy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i489.photobucket.com/albums/rr260/autumnreeving/gloomy.png" alt="gloomy Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah just like this. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Facing walls in my house. And yeah, boredom kills. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slowly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the fuck, rise&amp;amp;shine, breakfast, computer, tv, nap, lunch, computer, tv, sleep. Urgh. Funny, how i still can actually specify it out. I don't know man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, some people probably know me. Not.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i guess everyone is like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quiet moments = Wild imgainations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had this ' wild' thing.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of myself, seeing my own future.. as a family guy and yeah slogging guts out etc.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i think this is what making me age so fast. =/&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i also think i miss school. Ok not the lessons, but the fun and enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;I came to realise, teachers aren't that annoying at all. They were fierce for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Some had easy-going lessons which we took for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;LIKE PLAYING POKER CARDS AT THE BACK OF THE CLASSROOM &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EVERYTIME &lt;/span&gt;DURING MRS LEE'S ENGLISH LESSONS! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah. It can be great fun. Friends i met was another major factor that affected my life.&lt;br /&gt;I step into a new school, made new friends of different personalities.&lt;br /&gt;They changed me into someone for more of versatility, someone who can actually adapt to changes fast.&lt;br /&gt;For the worst, we will get enemies. Of cause, 4years. Sure will have ..&lt;br /&gt;Taunts, snobbish, blah blah~ It's all over, and thinking back ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;LIFE WOULD BE SO MUCH BETTER AND ENTERTAINING TO HAVE ENEMIES/BULLIES AROUND.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;compared to now la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, another thing i miss about ..&lt;br /&gt;PERFORMING! I remember we had all the nonsense anticipation to audition for school concert and shits. Haha, really. My last performance, was 2007 teacher's day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, switched from songs to songs. Seize The Day to Warmness on the Soul and to the on that day before, SWITCHED last minute to some Metallica acoustic song. Well, it went smoothly though. I miss those times. Sigh, not attention seeking, but ya. Just what we LOVE to do, to perform ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/concert" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://i554.photobucket.com/albums/jj410/bshelby23/random043.jpg" alt="concert Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times like these .. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahaha!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost and .. stoned. ):&lt;br /&gt;It's about time i ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-8420277887082084026?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8420277887082084026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8420277887082084026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8420277887082084026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8420277887082084026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/rants.html' title='rants'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6874042272361538937</id><published>2009-01-14T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:42:23.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polytechnic</title><content type='html'>So i woke up pretty early. =x&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thought of the time i went to TP for registration on Intergrated Facility Design &amp;amp; Management. I registered for it. And now my choice list didn't give me that choice cause i had a D7 for maths. So i'm in a deep whirl of the .. world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP sms me this morning, which apparently woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;Telling me about the course la, so erm. Yeah i checked the website they gave me online.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's like nothing else to do next. Cause i really wanted that course IN TP ONLY, i tried to call the enquiry hotline. I called twice and no one answered. =/ Is there like no way for me to get in to a course i want ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have my 12 choices ready. Will submit it tonight i think.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, i just hope everything works out really really to what i want ..&lt;br /&gt;Haha, funny thing is my parents thought Landscape Architechture was some farming thing.&lt;br /&gt;ZZ! Like hello! I studied like ~!@#$% i go farming. _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, good bye. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all with your 12 choices .. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6874042272361538937?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6874042272361538937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6874042272361538937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6874042272361538937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6874042272361538937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/polytechnic.html' title='Polytechnic'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4328689093663819515</id><published>2009-01-13T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:22:55.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades ..</title><content type='html'>Sigh. I'm in a deep dilemma now with my grades.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i'm so lucky to get in my wanted courses.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i just hope everything works out fine considering i put all SP for top 5 choices. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i want that school so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i realise my hair has 3 colours.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, usually it's black with faded brown. Then i splashed in red dye yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, its like. Mixture ass. Whatever~ I like it anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Aiko's fine and weee. I guess i should be happy now! Lallala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4328689093663819515?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4328689093663819515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4328689093663819515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4328689093663819515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4328689093663819515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/grades.html' title='Grades ..'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4941967282908550402</id><published>2009-01-12T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:32:35.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a deep shit ass mood now.&lt;br /&gt;So we anticipated for our o level's result.&lt;br /&gt;Talked and talked. Catched up with classmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my results. My maths. D7. I fucking jumped for joy and ran.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i know what i done for maths.&lt;br /&gt;I left more than half blank for both p1 and p2.&lt;br /&gt;So i was kinda expecting F9. But i don't know they moderated till really kind.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm stupid to be happy FAILING maths.&lt;br /&gt;But what the fuck ok. So yeah, i got fucking shit ass 18 for R4.&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my CCA points of cause. Without its 23 for R4.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm hearing news that CCA points doesn't count for Polytechnics.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i'm fucking pissed at something else.&lt;br /&gt;But ya, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair dyed.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Home. And got fucking face glare from mum.&lt;br /&gt;Quarrelled over some matters.&lt;br /&gt;Not my results. Like urgh. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna stay away from home.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i got my brief 12 choices already.&lt;br /&gt;5 of which will be from SP first 5 choices. I die die want go SP. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4941967282908550402?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4941967282908550402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4941967282908550402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4941967282908550402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4941967282908550402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-in-deep-shit-ass-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-552318674780377011</id><published>2009-01-12T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:15:51.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what will become of me when i come back with my results.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, right now it's all the jitters and shivers. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hahn asked me to join this charity thing.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i don't know how to put it at the side of my blog. &lt;br /&gt;But i'll put it on my post. Check it out k. It's for charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top:0; width:290; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;object width="290" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.socialvibe.com/sv2.swf?sid=649129"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="s=12-649129"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.socialvibe.com/sv2.swf?sid=649129" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="s=12-649129" width="290" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=486989&amp;rs=join_sv" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/badge/join_sv.png" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-552318674780377011?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/552318674780377011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=552318674780377011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/552318674780377011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/552318674780377011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-what-will-become-of-me-when.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4145707593960693068</id><published>2009-01-11T22:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:20:59.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slut's Day Out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, she had this picture at the bottom of her post.&lt;br /&gt;I shall do the opposite and make it the headline of this post. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoa0JRyptI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jVqL_Su5bEs/s1600-h/DSC01580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoa0JRyptI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jVqL_Su5bEs/s400/DSC01580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290070195446130386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was my slutgrandma/mama/mate of the day. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;Read on and you know why WE'RE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUT&lt;/span&gt;MATES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEEEEEEHAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;So slutmate asked me out for drink. Yeah. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drink~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ruben first at Tamp's cheers store.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, got 2 slutty bottles. He asked me try buy myself.&lt;br /&gt;No harm what, so i ya, lined up.&lt;br /&gt;My turn to pay, the cashier looked at me and went ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bro, can i have your I/C please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..then i knew i DON'T look old enough.&lt;br /&gt;So Ruben came to the rescue and saved me.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole. LOL. Thanks anyway buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Slutmate. Offed to some staircase to start.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Her bottle couldn't open, and we didn't have bottle opener.&lt;br /&gt;So what else but David has to do the dirty job.&lt;br /&gt;I used some firehose thing thang to like crack open the cap.&lt;br /&gt;It took me awhile and lots of energy though.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, quite funny how we're so scared people will notice us.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. For fun.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got their shitty days right. So we began chatting and pouring out shits.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nice to catch up anyway..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as friends of cause.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then we got cranky after some old man joined us at the void deck table. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, she decided we walk away and eventually sat at some floor.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Slut. But cool ah, we played scissors, paper, stone! Whereby loser had to do a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Cute ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoU3plZpMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/zx0mm_viwtc/s1600-h/DSC01341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoU3plZpMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/zx0mm_viwtc/s400/DSC01341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063658588153026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh, this picture suppose to come out later. But ok, ya at Toy'R'Us.&lt;br /&gt;She claimed this as Cool Kids~ While i wanted it to be.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'retro'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoU3IsSsrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/H716tCxkn64/s1600-h/Daviddddd+falls+slowmo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoU3IsSsrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/H716tCxkn64/s400/Daviddddd+falls+slowmo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063649758687922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was giddy, and yeah i fell. Zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoU2-mwsZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QvDqoOTxiZA/s1600-h/DAVID+GAY.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoU2-mwsZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/QvDqoOTxiZA/s400/DAVID+GAY.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290063647051133330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dare, do cartwheel. She reversed my motion. Quite funny actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoUF2qwcOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/0VOg8rxY3Nk/s1600-h/david+dances.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoUF2qwcOI/AAAAAAAAAZw/0VOg8rxY3Nk/s400/david+dances.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290062803106820322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then another slutty dare. I danced to some question-marked music. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoUFndDHsI/AAAAAAAAAZo/i1_xkiBEOJ8/s1600-h/DSC01300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoUFndDHsI/AAAAAAAAAZo/i1_xkiBEOJ8/s400/DSC01300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290062799022792386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh huh.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoUFMfks_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Sc57855cfEI/s1600-h/DSC01329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoUFMfks_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/Sc57855cfEI/s400/DSC01329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290062791785624562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, dared me to walk barefoot to the lift.&lt;br /&gt;Quite embarassing eh, got ppl kept staring. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoTEYhRFcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uNE7mYRVfjk/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoTEYhRFcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/uNE7mYRVfjk/s400/DSC01299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290061678322456002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XD  Dared me to kiss the car. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoTD804TPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2EqTPLcw3YM/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoTD804TPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/2EqTPLcw3YM/s400/DSC01333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290061670888525042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Worst dare, walked to the mall from the block like this! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUT&lt;/span&gt; RIGHT! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoTD2fDoPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/d-pawqDv68M/s1600-h/DSC01332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoTD2fDoPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/d-pawqDv68M/s400/DSC01332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290061669186380018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky i can't see, and people can't recognize me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoR7IxtVqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fams-pxakik/s1600-h/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoR7IxtVqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fams-pxakik/s400/DSC01579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290060419965998754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slut, she cheated. I dared her to have her phone in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;But she used the hand to hold instead. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoR64K3HUI/AAAAAAAAAY4/PCe98AlAOPk/s1600-h/DSC01578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoR64K3HUI/AAAAAAAAAY4/PCe98AlAOPk/s400/DSC01578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290060415508094274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubu. Slut. But yeah, i salute her for doing this dare. (:&lt;br /&gt;*applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoR6v2v6TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/85hQPelrCbg/s1600-h/DSC01338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoR6v2v6TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/85hQPelrCbg/s400/DSC01338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290060413276252466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SLUTS! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoQ3fwZS0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZeHKoryEEu0/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoQ3fwZS0I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZeHKoryEEu0/s400/DSC01337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290059257903401794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think i aged alot. =/&lt;br /&gt;Sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoQ25xRECI/AAAAAAAAAYg/8Dzg3DUynE0/s1600-h/DSC01334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoQ25xRECI/AAAAAAAAAYg/8Dzg3DUynE0/s400/DSC01334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290059247706509346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So i was enjoying my okinwhatevernabei.&lt;br /&gt;She snapped this without me knowing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoQ2md6KJI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Lsy5pOqIlF4/s1600-h/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoQ2md6KJI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Lsy5pOqIlF4/s400/DSC01340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290059242525042834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH. She confident. Asked me if i can swallow this huge pile of the food in..&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i knew i could. Just that i want some fun~ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So i pretend and give the urrr face. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or Did i not..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I WON THE BET. I had it in at one go. I have BIG mouth. HEEEE~!&lt;br /&gt;Slutmate,  you loser.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, had fun outing with her though. Being slut asses. =/&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah. Simei-ed. And yeah got myself new lip ring.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking big eh i swear but ok. Difficult to insert it in -.-&lt;br /&gt;Very pissing. But oh well, she helped me with it. Thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home-d. And. =/&lt;br /&gt;Hallucinating. I wonder how it really feels like to be, pre-dead..&lt;br /&gt;Ah, life can be such a dread. Like wtf? I'm only 16/17 years of age and i'm complaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;isetan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4145707593960693068?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4145707593960693068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4145707593960693068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4145707593960693068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4145707593960693068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/sluts-day-out.html' title='Slut&apos;s Day Out.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWoa0JRyptI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jVqL_Su5bEs/s72-c/DSC01580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7434382210944798204</id><published>2009-01-10T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:42:57.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, i went Ngee Ann Polytechnic today.&lt;br /&gt;Like super slutty visit though. Maybe cause i slut-ed with slutmate to SP first. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah, to NP and roamed. Quite impressive though, but i don't really like the school.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a hospital or rather an industrial building/factories. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i would want to go there actually. Considering they have good University etc whatsoever thing. Still, i prefer SP. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Hougang from the direct bus 74.&lt;br /&gt;Dinnered there with some japanese delicacies! Yum.&lt;br /&gt;Any my computer's being a slutty slut for lagging much. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll continue, so yeah. Home around 8.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i gave my mind some thoughts about what race i am.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to answer it actually.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i don't consider myself a chinese..&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, not a malay also.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i really don't know what race am i.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure i have dutch blood due to my ancestors from Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't consider myself any white blood.&lt;br /&gt;So i think, i'm just.. Indonesian. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Don't address me as some chinese guy cause i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Don't address me as malay cause i'm not. =/&lt;br /&gt;Haha, if i could choose, i want to be a Vampire.&lt;br /&gt;So carefree.. sleep whole day, wake up at night suck blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i wanna be Grim Reaper.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, take away slutty souls and watch them die in vain. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh i'm so crapping helly much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imissaikotomo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7434382210944798204?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7434382210944798204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7434382210944798204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7434382210944798204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7434382210944798204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha-i-went-ngee-ann-polytechnic-today.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6713525772377587948</id><published>2009-01-09T22:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:51:27.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. So i'm going make this a fucking long post.&lt;br /&gt;Let's check out what i've been up to on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up pretty early. Ok i think i didn't really sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I remember i was having problems. Urgh. Shall not go into it.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, at least it's fine now. But .. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i met Anis and Aufa for Pasir Ris Park/Beach unwinding session.&lt;br /&gt;We did, reached there like 5pm+ I think.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, played sand and all. Sigh, i just wanted to relax and not think of what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdohejo6tI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/vDTUrbnP9N8/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdohejo6tI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/vDTUrbnP9N8/s400/DSC01562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289311211717454546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They say i looked pretty with my fringe clipped. Do i?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdohGooY8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/7YlcJzAgI30/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdohGooY8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/7YlcJzAgI30/s400/DSC01558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289311205295940546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I built this .. er.. The buddha thing thing ? The one like the Java. Ok what am i talking.&lt;br /&gt;But ya i build this! YEEEHA. Lol like so impressive like that! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdn20JEyII/AAAAAAAAAYA/bNXnChppE4w/s1600-h/DSC01557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdn20JEyII/AAAAAAAAAYA/bNXnChppE4w/s400/DSC01557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289310478777239682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poke-r Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdn2gKYgnI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wNtaFFb9J0E/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdn2gKYgnI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wNtaFFb9J0E/s400/DSC01556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289310473414017650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anis took this. And she built it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdn2XxKaDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-ZGu7S-P78o/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdn2XxKaDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-ZGu7S-P78o/s400/DSC01554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289310471160752178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't mind drowning. =/&lt;br /&gt;Though my body will be left bloated and ugly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdm1Tvld6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/lEjVuJvX08U/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdm1Tvld6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/lEjVuJvX08U/s400/DSC01553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289309353388898210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdm0nUVfLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QkbAnRts2HI/s1600-h/DSC01552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdm0nUVfLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QkbAnRts2HI/s400/DSC01552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289309341463444658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't snap this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdm0UPVvMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/27wugtBOWW4/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdm0UPVvMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/27wugtBOWW4/s400/DSC01551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289309336342215874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh! My 2nd project. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdlwzJlsHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/y0NvoEGHTvY/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdlwzJlsHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/y0NvoEGHTvY/s400/DSC01550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289308176408490098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our masterpiece. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdlwU1X1CI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0C2oT031MxI/s1600-h/DSC01549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdlwU1X1CI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0C2oT031MxI/s400/DSC01549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289308168270631970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the gate! Cause it was my idea. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdlv6tWeGI/AAAAAAAAAXA/OGJYeGVaI3M/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdlv6tWeGI/AAAAAAAAAXA/OGJYeGVaI3M/s400/DSC01547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289308161257666658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdksJqvJ-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/r0C_QtmIfIU/s1600-h/DSC01546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdksJqvJ-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/r0C_QtmIfIU/s400/DSC01546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289306997042128866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wind was fucking strong i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdkr7oJCmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/VrZnDHKQw2c/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdkr7oJCmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/VrZnDHKQw2c/s400/DSC01545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289306993273145954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdkrpyJLrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/m2DaG_U1XZo/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdkrpyJLrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/m2DaG_U1XZo/s400/DSC01544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289306988483260082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I told you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then we had to go back Compass for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Aufa's mum bought us dinner!&lt;br /&gt;She's so nice. Haha, then came ghost stories. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i woke up 9am i think.&lt;br /&gt;Like goddamn bored. Waiting to leave house at 10.30am&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, met Dingjie, Ling(x2), Charmaine and their clique for open house.&lt;br /&gt;Darren and some others joined. Well, not my first time there. Still, i could get lost.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm always there for their stadium and foodcourts. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, then we walked around looking for Fiona Xie. XD&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, pretty good school. Toured like mad. Mass Comm so fun! I thought i was on Ellen Degeneres Show when i stepped in and played with the shits. Haha. Then got the maritime thing.&lt;br /&gt;Nautical studies and stuff. I think it's pretty decent. Considering you can be a captain in future, getting high pays plus free travel around the world on a tax-free basis. Good right. Cut-off point 17/18. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Alot more fun stuff, life sciences thing. Perfume development. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember, but i saw alot cool people around. Every different poly do have their own culture man. I feel really like one of them there.&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN IT, MY FRIEND THOUGHT I WAS A STUDENT THERE. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Train-ed back to Compass and have PizzaHut for dinner! Beef Lasagne. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday.&lt;/span&gt;(today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, yeah suppose to meet up Darren and gang to Temasek Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;But i got lazy cause they're meeting at such early time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I left house at like 11am. Took 3 all the way to Tampines Interchange. Stupid, i know.&lt;br /&gt;But ya, what's the rush! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then changed to 69 till The west wing. Yeah, at first i wanted to go TP just to watch Aris perform at 2.30pm so i thought there was no rush as it was like still early.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the moment i stepped in the school. I heard cheers and stuffs, then this lady guide came to me and bring me inside the Engineering school.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, not really what i wanted but yeah. Kinda fun. 3D stuffs. Cool, and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;OH! Got this course. Forgot what it is, but i registered for it.&lt;br /&gt;Cut off point 16 i think. Got like all in one kind. The guide's course also that one.&lt;br /&gt;She's year1 student there. I actually loved that course, seriously. Like all rounder.&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive of designing, tourism, hospitality, engineering etc.&lt;br /&gt;I hope im egligible for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then well, toured the whole engineering school and the guide left me.&lt;br /&gt;Got my goodie bag! But all slut items inside -.-&lt;br /&gt;I wandered into the Design School. Haha, my favourite! Met my friends. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Saw like holy shits loads of fun courses la. =/&lt;br /&gt;Then i remebered about Aris performance at the Design Canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but i was late already. I couldn't leave the guide, they were like so enthusiastic about explaining and stuffs. So i missed Aris's show. ):&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, i had fun. Next was the erm, Science School.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, i no interest at all. =/ But my friends had. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Then the Business/Media School! WOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;The sex man. Radio presenting etc.&lt;br /&gt;I raised my hands to ask about the cut off point for Radio Presenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"11"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Plus they need an A2 for English.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i got it before. But i don't know if i can again. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;One thing i hate about TP, THE WIND FUCKING STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;My hair kept flying! URGH.&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw annisyh and Liz Alexus. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Looked around and woo, offed to NYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Poly.. I stepped in. It gives me a weird weird weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It's like. I don't know how to say but i hated it.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, toured around and lunched at McD.&lt;br /&gt;SAW GERALD. LOL. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah, got ourselves tour guides.&lt;br /&gt;I realised one thing about NYP, THEY HAVE ALOT OF TOILETS.&lt;br /&gt;Like every 50m there is one! Serious! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's very well air con-ed everywhere in the school.&lt;br /&gt;Still, i don't really like it..&lt;br /&gt;They are more IT base leh i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Well, then we entered the showroom. This usher, was giving out brochures.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me, "WANNA JOIN HEALTH SCIENCE(NURSING)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUCK?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, oh well. I really don't know man.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine with any course but not that please. =/&lt;br /&gt;Pretty fun day i would say.&lt;br /&gt;86/83-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;Tired and really jaded.&lt;br /&gt;Darren texted me asking me go for Ngee Ann tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, tired man. But i'll consider.&lt;br /&gt;Right now.. my mind is really worried about the result release on Monday.. ):&lt;br /&gt;GoodLuck everyone.&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/21340535-6713525772377587948?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6713525772377587948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6713525772377587948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6713525772377587948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6713525772377587948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SWdohejo6tI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/vDTUrbnP9N8/s72-c/DSC01562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1143138945014544772</id><published>2009-01-09T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:40:55.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I had the shittiest days of my life..&lt;br /&gt;Making this a short one, but will post in details what has been happening on wednesday and thursday. Yeah. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, i haven't have the pictures up yet.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have the fucking mood. Plus, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. But oh well, things are getting better now.&lt;br /&gt;AND THE GCE 'O' LEVEL RESULTS THING HAS TO BE A SPOILER TO WORSEN IT ALL OVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like, till monday to fool and die around.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking 3days left.. The thought of it, practically hushing me in silence.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;and i love you aiko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-1143138945014544772?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1143138945014544772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1143138945014544772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1143138945014544772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1143138945014544772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/p.html' title='p'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1632090419309333302</id><published>2009-01-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T03:55:16.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm feeling much better now..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i thought to myself if i was in some sort of fantasy and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, we all have our too-good-to-be-true times.&lt;br /&gt;Like yeah, i'm indeed in a confuse state and pretty much fucks up now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to blog about this, but one thing for sure is that i'm disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not on the same page as me currently.&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on, i'm just ranting.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, maybe time really do heal. But.. how long will it take? =/&lt;br /&gt;Maybe everyone deserved to be forgiven and granted a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;Provided the trust is restored and packed, otherwise it's very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;I think i need to unwind and maybe.. just leave the world for good.&lt;br /&gt;Ok not, i'm still in a weird mood. With pretty much a damaged brain.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my random babbles but i'm really not having the best of moods.&lt;br /&gt;Is life always like this? Is EVERYONE's life always like this? At least once in a lifetime? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do problems keep adding on?&lt;br /&gt;Just because i don't solve the previous one?&lt;br /&gt;NO! It just don't make sense. Really, if you think hard enough, you'll know what this post is all about. God Bless.&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/21340535-1632090419309333302?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1632090419309333302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1632090419309333302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1632090419309333302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1632090419309333302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/fantasy.html' title='Fantasy?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6855605727172361672</id><published>2009-01-06T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:28:33.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>I'm very confused. I'm feeling feverish from that shock.&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta here. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6855605727172361672?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6855605727172361672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6855605727172361672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6855605727172361672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6855605727172361672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2008531700198552326</id><published>2009-01-05T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T03:06:27.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't blame me, i was fucking bored. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q-WtQI5JMtQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q-WtQI5JMtQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-2008531700198552326?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2008531700198552326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2008531700198552326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2008531700198552326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2008531700198552326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-blame-me-i-was-fucking-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2615402462681260632</id><published>2009-01-05T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:57:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Movie In Minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anis suggested i should make a short clip/movie.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, David being the non-computer/video/thing/thang kind of guy is going to have trouble.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, worthwhile the try. At least it's something for Aiko, cause it's going to be about her.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm just pondering on storylines with cast i would like to involve.&lt;br /&gt;Then probably scenes/stories/time take, followed by scripts.&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things left undone by me, but this shall be my first priority for now.&lt;br /&gt;What i need now from all my blog readers.. &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if there's any..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is to give me support by any means which you think can help me with this. &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Eg. Ideas, mood rating, practically any suggestions..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, so long. I need to stone and die in the toilet. =/&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/21340535-2615402462681260632?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2615402462681260632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2615402462681260632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2615402462681260632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2615402462681260632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie.html' title='Movie'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5077654642233144648</id><published>2009-01-05T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:35:53.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My obsession with this song started months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Right now it still is and suiting my current mood ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BD9TIvRjqFA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BD9TIvRjqFA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;i thought i could live in your arms&lt;br /&gt;and spend every moment i have with you.&lt;br /&gt;stay up all night with the stars&lt;br /&gt;and confess all the faith that i had in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and this fella made his own rendition of this song that made me teared. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xH57gAkQTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xH57gAkQTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Another night, another dream wasted on you.. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-5077654642233144648?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5077654642233144648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5077654642233144648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5077654642233144648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5077654642233144648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-obsession-with-this-song-started.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4279946746787563488</id><published>2009-01-04T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:26:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i was awaken at like 4am, and back to sleep till 7am when mum's friend woke me up to lock the door for her. LOL. She was rushing out to some place.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, tried to sleep but cannot. I resigned to fate and went to bathe and had some sick breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weehoo, felt tired and toppled back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 12pm. Hallelujah! Freaking backache and shits.&lt;br /&gt;Boring Sundayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy~!&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from the saloon(?) or was it salon? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, paid $13 to cut my damn back and top. Thin and trim.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm stupid to pay so much just to cut a little.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, not in the least 'little' actually! The lady like cut out another head from me. XD&lt;br /&gt;I hate thick hair~ Can't spike my darn back. =/&lt;br /&gt;No you stupid, i wouldn't cut my sexy fringe and sideburns. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i look retarded now, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it grows fast! And collecting results soon. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AIKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what happens, i just hope you're doing just fine ok. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4279946746787563488?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4279946746787563488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4279946746787563488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4279946746787563488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4279946746787563488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-was-awaken-at-like-4am-and-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6960325778584219545</id><published>2009-01-03T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:55:03.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgot to post. I had the best dream of my life.&lt;br /&gt;What more can you ask for when you dream about the one you love so much?&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, these only can happen in my dreams FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Unless i go tokyo or she comes to Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, waking up constantly/repeatedly, and then forcing myself back to bed and sleep cause i wanted to continue the dream. Ya scold me childish or whatever. I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Alot, talking about it making my heart itch and. Ok fuck i teared.. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Aiko.. please come back fast. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6960325778584219545?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6960325778584219545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6960325778584219545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6960325778584219545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6960325778584219545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/forgot-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3010304320315612421</id><published>2009-01-03T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:51:49.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WAKAKAKA!&lt;br /&gt;Just had so much fun spamming my own taggie with Dingz and Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S Melissa i really think you're short. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David don't lie. (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well yesterday's post. Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i didn't sleep a wink. Off-ed the comp at 5am, went to bathe and wash up.&lt;br /&gt;Met Aufa at CP's taxi stand and headed off to Yishun/Khatib area.&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd job this holiday season. Pathetic i know.&lt;br /&gt;Worked at this GameStall thingy for some carnival.&lt;br /&gt;Set up all the shits and yeah, packed up at about 1pm+&lt;br /&gt;Got 50bucks for my pay! HAHA. 6am to 1pm. That's like 7plus per hour.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus for coming early. And i really mean early. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was really happy. And went Peninsula to buy new sets of guitar strings.&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a new ESP guitar strap. Heh. $20 for both?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the other $30 shall be my saving. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then our next stop was SweeLee!&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap man, we went in and couldn't come out cause we were so attached to the guitars.&lt;br /&gt;Tried some awesome Epiphones, Ibanez and many more.&lt;br /&gt;I realised V is more of live stage kind of guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to try Zakk Wylde's BullsEye, but the strings were rusty!&lt;br /&gt;Of all the guitar i tried, Epi Les Paul Standard still wow-ed me most.&lt;br /&gt;It was just too cool. HAHA, aww man. It's $963. Nice number looking from right to left. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, freaking sleepy, but i dragged myself awake to restring my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, till the last string, IT FUCKING SNAP AGAIN. _l_&lt;br /&gt;Freaking new strings la, and it snapped.&lt;br /&gt;Got so pissed, but i continued anyway. Yeah, the plug area was screwed.&lt;br /&gt;So i fixed, knowing it would be dangerous considering the wires were rather scary.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Done everything, dropped to bed at about 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 11++pm, bathed. Wanted to use computer, but i don't know i went back to bed. XD&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah. Wide awake now. HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIKOTOMO! I MISS YOU. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3010304320315612421?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3010304320315612421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3010304320315612421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3010304320315612421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3010304320315612421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/wakakaka-just-had-so-much-fun-spamming.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6155362804239284730</id><published>2009-01-02T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T03:28:26.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i was bored whole dawn.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to cook maggie!&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons i wanted to try something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i plan to cook chili shreds omelette with cheese!&lt;br /&gt;But you who i am, and got lazy.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then as i was doing my maggie, my ingredients were all out.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to mix it all up and try how it tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy feel on the noodles, but tasted pretty fine!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, creative right. =)&lt;br /&gt;Then i start to blog hop as i eat, watching people posting their resolution for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6155362804239284730?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6155362804239284730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6155362804239284730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6155362804239284730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6155362804239284730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-was-bored-whole-dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6342442855143369497</id><published>2009-01-01T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:54:50.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's new year.&lt;br /&gt;My freaking keyboard pissed me, so i'm gonna use on-screen keys.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Doubt i can have a long post today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, met Awwfuck at compass in late evening.&lt;br /&gt;Missed the bus after buying OCK.&lt;br /&gt;Met Kok Chai to get our drinks and blah.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Harrinder and Fabian.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly thing is! Kc's pants got stuck with chewing gums! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten million years later, the 2 idiots came.&lt;br /&gt;It was already 11.30+pm when we board the train.. yeah thinking that we would spend counting down inside LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we arrived pretty much with few minutes early grace.&lt;br /&gt;Found our spot and Fabian left to find his other friends.&lt;br /&gt;FIREWORKS TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq7yIFmrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/smq6dKmw5C8/s1600-h/DSC01452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq7yIFmrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/smq6dKmw5C8/s400/DSC01452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286358375414995634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hah, i always look retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq72DLu-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/M7Sx-1aJW3Y/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq72DLu-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/M7Sx-1aJW3Y/s400/DSC01453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286358376468167650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L to R: Harrinder, Rusli, Kok Chai, Aufa.&lt;br /&gt;Racial Harmony eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq7qqRClI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qtx9WKs9irA/s1600-h/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq7qqRClI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/qtx9WKs9irA/s400/DSC01454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286358373410867794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chili Padi(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq6wF_zxI/AAAAAAAAAWI/UrSfweQ2ZZk/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq6wF_zxI/AAAAAAAAAWI/UrSfweQ2ZZk/s400/DSC01456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286358357689487122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EEEE, PURPLE LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzpcbPs35I/AAAAAAAAAWA/1tooa9crMhM/s1600-h/DSC01457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzpcbPs35I/AAAAAAAAAWA/1tooa9crMhM/s400/DSC01457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286356737185341330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mesmerizing indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzpcLzpMvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QcNSwq__1jw/s1600-h/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzpcLzpMvI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QcNSwq__1jw/s400/DSC01458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286356733041128178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lazy to take more photo(s), but i have videos of them on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Check them out ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@@@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all the random stranger handshake and stuffs like, wishing police on duty happy new year etc, i even shouted at some passing cars. They were nice to wave and wish back!&lt;br /&gt;More fun along the way, as we lost our way through Fort Canning Park.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, crazy enough to walk all the way there.&lt;br /&gt;Circled the park to find Awwfuck's girlfriend and friends.&lt;br /&gt;They were nice people!&lt;br /&gt;Liyana has an american friend, Lily. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;She's 17 and the rest that i could remember was Arif, 18. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad to make new friends on new year right? =)&lt;br /&gt;Then it was vodka time.&lt;br /&gt;Drank and danced like retards. Played on the swing, sang and scream.&lt;br /&gt;Toasted with other random people lol.&lt;br /&gt;I think i had too much, i never got so drunk before seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Fell of the table and landed flat on the ground and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Lily was there to hold me and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Brought me to toilet WITHOUT her shoes on lol!&lt;br /&gt;I kind, let her slip into my sneakers for her turn into the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Was freaking not myself and really didn't know what i was actually doing. =/&lt;br /&gt;Aufa was there laughing his guts out, practically drunk too.&lt;br /&gt;Had some chats, and then the next thing i remember was i got laid on the bench and fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am+, they were leaving already.&lt;br /&gt;And i was freaking having severe hangovers.&lt;br /&gt;Non stop vommiting etc. Yeah, i drank too much already -.-&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of it, i'm quite scared of vodka now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to nearest Kopitiam for breakfast which i puked out later on.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i puked like gadzillion tmes along the way till Plza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;Rested for a moment and Kc left home.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Awwfuck headed back to Sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;Broght me to some deserted staircase to slack.&lt;br /&gt;I just dropped on the floor flat and slept lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up we went to have cup noodles to replenish our energy and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home to sleep after a great gret great partay~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;which i think i didn't blog it all out cause i couldn't remember much..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Awwfuck told me i almost did something that could be a grave mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzpbtDCNMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/-1QawLOP180/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzpbtDCNMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/-1QawLOP180/s400/DSC01464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286356724784182466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pre-drunk! Byebye, happy 2009 sexy people! ;D&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/21340535-6342442855143369497?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6342442855143369497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6342442855143369497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6342442855143369497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6342442855143369497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVzq7yIFmrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/smq6dKmw5C8/s72-c/DSC01452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2843503257977644983</id><published>2008-12-31T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:56:52.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HisLastWalk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="showHideContainer" id="hideBlogContainer21340535" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="showHideContainer" id="showBlogContainer21340535" style="display: none;"&gt;– &lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="'alwaysShowBlog("&gt;Always show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogLastPublished"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 666 Posts, last published on  Dec 31, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOK! 666th posts! Devil's number..&lt;br /&gt;Making this my 667th.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, so yeah i won't be home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Continue tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Advanced New Year! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-2843503257977644983?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2843503257977644983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2843503257977644983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2843503257977644983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2843503257977644983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='New year'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2070966958406945145</id><published>2008-12-31T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:51:35.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEqwKNNQBwc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEqwKNNQBwc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST HAVE TO POST THIS UP. OMG. STILL LAUGHING. AHHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-2070966958406945145?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2070966958406945145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2070966958406945145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2070966958406945145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2070966958406945145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-have-to-post-this-up.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1251314863288014255</id><published>2008-12-31T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:21:37.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/78EmVvAIZFs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/78EmVvAIZFs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING THE MOMENT I WATCH HIS VIDEOS. FREAKING FUNNY. TRY OUT HIS OTHER VIDS. OMG THIS IS FUNNY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-1251314863288014255?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1251314863288014255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1251314863288014255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1251314863288014255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1251314863288014255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-couldnt-stop-laughing-moment-i-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1382092859531733257</id><published>2008-12-30T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:20:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>For the better! I got news from Mikaira.&lt;br /&gt;Aiko's doing fine, its just her stepdad thing thang. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. So about me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much different.&lt;br /&gt;Taking night as morning, morning as night. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;So i watched my previous vids and realise in the 3 i only like the three cheers from 2:37-2:42mins. LOL. The rest like shit. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO mum, recommended me to give tuition to this primary3 kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;English maths and science. P3 english and maths i can handle. But science i scared i give secondary facts. Yeah, maths too. Pretty scary you know, later the student give me the "Har?" look. $250 for 4 lessons can. Good deal, but i lack the confidence to tutor. =/&lt;br /&gt;We'll see again. Oh new year is in 2days time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolution for 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot but i'll give you my top10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be happier&lt;br /&gt;2. Get into Poly of desired course.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hope that me and mum can hit it off well and better.&lt;br /&gt;4. Contact with Aiko easily&lt;br /&gt;5. Have my desired Acer laptop!&lt;br /&gt;6. Have more money&lt;br /&gt;7. Have more confidence in myself&lt;br /&gt;8. Be better at expressing my intention&lt;br /&gt;9. Make more friends&lt;br /&gt;10. World Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-1382092859531733257?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1382092859531733257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1382092859531733257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1382092859531733257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1382092859531733257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-6737782903735459464</id><published>2008-12-29T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:24:02.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today, i slept at 7am and woke up 10am.&lt;br /&gt;Washed up packed my gears and rushed for the Punggol CC field.&lt;br /&gt;Soccer-ed till 2pm+, had lunch and home about 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, and rushed to Brenda's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, had acoustic session with her.&lt;br /&gt;SO we did a few covers. Not very good though.&lt;br /&gt;I was really lethargic and all. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here it is if you wanna sample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayday Parade - Three Cheers For Five Years (Acoustic Cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VRmqq2WUM0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VRmqq2WUM0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, off key for some parts. Oh well ..&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this to Aiko .. &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imissyou la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber Pacific - Gone So Young (Acoustic/Chords Cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uqAMZmoVVos&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uqAMZmoVVos&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why my voice just toned down to match go along the guitar sound.&lt;br /&gt;Not my singing voice eh. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my phone memory full. SO substitute phone.&lt;br /&gt;Used Brenda's phone to record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars (Acoustic/Chords Cover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmyB-VK-MCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmyB-VK-MCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last cover. Messed up a little, but well we kicked in what. XD&lt;br /&gt;Really very tired luh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-6737782903735459464?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/6737782903735459464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=6737782903735459464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6737782903735459464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/6737782903735459464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-today-i-slept-at-7am-and-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-764713027820605749</id><published>2008-12-28T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:45:37.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think it's a week plus already.&lt;br /&gt;Aiko hasn't been online.. Her cousin had difficulties updating me too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering how is she doing.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song i posted before this post, ya. Pretty much from my current mood. ):&lt;br /&gt;I don't know man. Urgh, ahhh am i suppose to be like that?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, earlier today. I had a dream. A super lonngggggggg one.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised to dream about it though. Sigh. Brings back memories too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a football date tomorrow. Talking about it, Vietnam just won the cup.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, lucky. But well, this is football, everything's so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Chicken backside, i got nothing to blog about already.&lt;br /&gt;Mamamia, i wanna go tokyo. =/&lt;br /&gt;And yea, JoyyToyy jsut asked me to blog about her. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, ya she's cool, and very much redefined kind of sec3 girl? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHERE'RE YOU AIKOTOMO?.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-764713027820605749?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/764713027820605749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=764713027820605749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/764713027820605749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/764713027820605749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-are-you.html' title='Where are you?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-1239461756293145241</id><published>2008-12-27T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T04:01:09.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>J. ROMAN &amp;amp; SOLUNA - Where Are You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKrNwtZX54M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKrNwtZX54M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you out there baby&lt;br /&gt;So where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's someone out there for me...&lt;br /&gt;I know she's waiting so patiently&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me her name?&lt;br /&gt;This life long search is gonna drive me insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does she laugh, how does she cry,&lt;br /&gt;What's the color of her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Does she even realize I'm here?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna complete my world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna complete my world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la.. la la la la laaa.. La la la la la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soluna]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starin out at the sky...&lt;br /&gt;Prayin' that he will walk in my life&lt;br /&gt;Where is the man of my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;I'd wait forever, how silly it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does he laugh, how does he cry,&lt;br /&gt;What's the color of his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Does he even realize I'm here?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take me so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take me so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la.. la la la la laaa.. La la la la la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you...?&lt;br /&gt;There's someone out there for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soluna]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's someone out there for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she's waiting so patiently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soluna]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So patient...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soluna]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me his name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life long search is gonna drive me insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soluna]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does he laugh, how does he cry,&lt;br /&gt;What's the color of his eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Does he even realize I'm here?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna complete my world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Soluna]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;Where is this beautiful guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take me so high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Together]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la.. la la la la laaa.. La la la la la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah...I know you're out there...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Together]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la.. la la la la laaa.. La la la la la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J. Roman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;I'ma look all over the world baby&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know you're out there&lt;br /&gt;I know it might sound crazy...&lt;br /&gt;But I love you&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Aiko i miss you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-1239461756293145241?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/1239461756293145241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=1239461756293145241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1239461756293145241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/1239461756293145241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/j.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7643777185911350837</id><published>2008-12-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T03:52:58.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have much fun today. 4 walls and nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVU1koj0c3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/021dUEOq3dU/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVU1koj0c3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/021dUEOq3dU/s400/DSC01401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284188641268364146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy shit, i swear i'll never do this again!&lt;br /&gt;I tried to act twit. XD But the eyes mouth and all look so spastic. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck man, i even tried to be good boy combing my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Eh wait, i'm good boy what. Right? Mum?&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/21340535-7643777185911350837?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7643777185911350837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7643777185911350837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7643777185911350837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7643777185911350837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/didnt-have-much-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVU1koj0c3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/021dUEOq3dU/s72-c/DSC01401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7784926255707781622</id><published>2008-12-26T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:05:13.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Outrageous ruling. Overbearing take-overs.&lt;br /&gt;What did i do to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if i have a lip piercing?&lt;br /&gt;So what if i have long hair?&lt;br /&gt;So what if i get a girlfriend at this age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES THAT MAKE ME A BAD BOY?&lt;br /&gt;A BOY THAT GOT LEAD ASTRAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Lip piercing will close back if i remove the stud. Long hair? I can always get it cut right.&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend at this age? What's wrong with it? Plus what era are we in now? Can't i just have my own way like how every teenagers want it to be? Can't i just be happy to be who i am and what becomes of me? To beef this, I DON'T &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMOKE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARSON&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STEAL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROB&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I'M BAD&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's fair to compare me and brother.&lt;br /&gt;He had his deserts, i know what i'm doing and i know mines really different from him.&lt;br /&gt;God sake, you claim i always have my way. Like wow, life's so good now eh?&lt;br /&gt;And its fucking unreasonable of you to command a send off back to hometown.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i deserve this. WHAT'S WRONG BEING MYSELF? ..&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i tried to talk back, i held myself.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU'RE MY MUM AND IT'S NOT RIGHT TO DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHY CAN'T YOU FREAKING RETURN THE RESPECT WHICH I NEEDED SO BADLY?&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/21340535-7784926255707781622?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7784926255707781622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7784926255707781622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7784926255707781622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7784926255707781622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/outrageous-ruling.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7251833072887288206</id><published>2008-12-25T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:42:59.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;Was awake till 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home. And wow, ya watched TV! So many christmas shows!&lt;br /&gt;Then after i iron-ed my hair, i was rather fascinated by my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on, always. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVPDGhXuGvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HrtbgTBtfP0/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVPDGhXuGvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HrtbgTBtfP0/s400/DSC01304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283781304640215794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear i freaking look like Robocop eh, or rather the terminator thing thang! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;See, orange is sweet! Anyway, i waited for family to come home.&lt;br /&gt;They did and woo! No food for me.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;Good riddance, and they snatched my TV while i was watching Delivering Suzy.&lt;br /&gt;But mum went shopping and got me 3 tee(s)!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah just the type of shirt i love to wear.&lt;br /&gt;Sides that, she never fails to rant at my hair. Like wtf? Holidayssssssss, cannot keep my hair?! =/ Ah well, i won't cut. HEEEEEEEEEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i was doing my wardrobe, HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;I saw my school uniform. INSTANTLY! I was reminded of my school days.&lt;br /&gt;How i tortured my classmates, talk dirty, scold random people etc. XD&lt;br /&gt;Miss those days though.. Yeah, i wore my uniform! Haha, just to make myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVPDElwe4bI/AAAAAAAAAUw/BawnMCgIP6A/s1600-h/DSC01318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVPDElwe4bI/AAAAAAAAAUw/BawnMCgIP6A/s400/DSC01318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283781271458079154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry yeah, i didn't do up my hair for this pic. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! SengKang Secondary School! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Awww, i wonder how it would be like collecting results in about a months time. =/&lt;br /&gt;Tears? Laughter? Excitement? Death ..?  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know myself, and i know how i did for my O's..&lt;br /&gt;Maths was the killer, never been good at it since Sec1 eh..&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry, i started to love it a lil too late. =/&lt;br /&gt;Ah, no point regretting. So all i can do is hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bababuu, i dropped my transparent stud while playing with it in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Can't find it anywhere. =/&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna work in NTUC with my golden stud right ..? URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVERMIND&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MERRI KIRISMASU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(was that right ..?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7251833072887288206?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7251833072887288206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7251833072887288206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7251833072887288206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7251833072887288206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/bad.html' title='Bad!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVPDGhXuGvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HrtbgTBtfP0/s72-c/DSC01304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5063648646380455699</id><published>2008-12-23T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T05:42:53.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOSS Mt-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO hellllllo world.&lt;br /&gt;It turns out to be a pretty fun day.&lt;br /&gt;Was so excited cause today i'm gonna collect my pedal!&lt;br /&gt;$50 for 2nd hand Boss Mt-2 is ... cheap? Haha. Well, 1st hand about $110++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SELLER NAME: DAVID C Y FONG.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my twin. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So i left house 5+pm to Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;He just finished his NS duty for the day and rushed there.&lt;br /&gt;So i was suppose to find a guy in army suit with name printed C Y FONG.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wasn't difficult to find though. He was like the only army guy there.&lt;br /&gt;He is shorter than me, and handsome! So charming.&lt;br /&gt;Though he doesn't have much hair.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;One thing delicious was, he's fucking muscular. EEE, shan't go on. Make me feel gay.&lt;br /&gt;But ya, he wield out the Mt-2 and i was :O&lt;br /&gt;Haha, finally my first pedal.&lt;br /&gt;Taught me some settings and tips. Yeah he's a nice chap.&lt;br /&gt;And he seems pretty experienced in guitar-ing. Really, as in i think i met a pro.&lt;br /&gt;Well, coincidentally, he lived in Indonesia before.&lt;br /&gt;And that Mt-2 he has was bought from Jakarta. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, handed him the $50, and we parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO excited, then i realise, "SHIT, NO ADAPTER HOW THE PEDAL GONNA WORK?!"&lt;br /&gt;Fong never leave me adapter, so i thought i will have to use battery to tide over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. I ransacked the storeroom for a plier, to unscrew the screw head.&lt;br /&gt;It got deformed and stucked halfway. Reason cause its rusty.&lt;br /&gt;Fong hasn't use this pedal for very long already you see.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i managed to solve the problem and switch battery though.&lt;br /&gt;It worked! AND OFF I HEADSTARTED WITH MY GUITAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVKogwSc5HI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_lghqx6CCLI/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVKogwSc5HI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_lghqx6CCLI/s400/DSC01262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283470593530586226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, the screw undone, so i used rubber band instead LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Man, the sound this devil gives is awesomeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVKoghXLByI/AAAAAAAAAUg/criLJ8ylXOA/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVKoghXLByI/AAAAAAAAAUg/criLJ8ylXOA/s400/DSC01261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283470589523855138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving my new pedal. With this i think i can take things further to next level.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, next item shall be a Marshall MG15CDR!&lt;br /&gt;I think my shitty SX strat shall last me another year or 2 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's promnight. Pretty excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;Got my dressing planned. HAHA. I really hope this prom works out man.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they say if less than 100 people, they'll cancel it.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTF?! When there were no one organising it, people kept whining for one. Now a kind soul worked things out and so little peopl attending?@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What nonsense. 50bucks is dirt cheap for prom!&lt;br /&gt;Considering other school demands higher.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i just hope everything turns out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVKogW8n-VI/AAAAAAAAAUY/iV5oW2kdlww/s1600-h/200px-Waistcoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVKogW8n-VI/AAAAAAAAAUY/iV5oW2kdlww/s400/200px-Waistcoat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283470586728151378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want exactly like this to go over! Haha, and a bow tie with a walking stick. XD&lt;br /&gt;Anis suggest i go with the theme STEAMPUNKER.&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much mixture of modern and formal casual.&lt;br /&gt;I found mum's metal belt. Freaking cool, i think i'll wear it! =)&lt;br /&gt;Of cause, what's masquerade without mask! Haha, Anis making for me.&lt;br /&gt;Maroon Black concept@! I'm all set for this wonderful evening man.&lt;br /&gt;So pleaseeeee, people do go for the prom! I think it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;This could last for a lifetime in the back of your memories! Please attend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sky-seniorprom.blogspot.com/&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/21340535-5063648646380455699?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5063648646380455699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5063648646380455699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5063648646380455699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5063648646380455699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/boss-mt-2.html' title='BOSS Mt-2'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SVKogwSc5HI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_lghqx6CCLI/s72-c/DSC01262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8408094988108475284</id><published>2008-12-22T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T02:06:26.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;SOOOOO ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i wanna address the issue on the tagboard. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Please people, i don't see a reason to quarrel over these.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point crying over spilled milk. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, everyone has their nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;But on my blog is a rather different affair alright.&lt;br /&gt;And it's already been done. So yeah, chill it on the tags man.&lt;br /&gt;Not blaming anyone.&lt;br /&gt;So let's just put an end into this controversy and we move on okay? Fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my fairytale today. I was wide awake till 6am+&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast, then tried to change my stud into the transparent one. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;(doesn't look in the least transparent tho..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yeah clumsy as usual. I speared the stud the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;I think hit some nerves/veins/something related?&lt;br /&gt;All of sudden i blacked out, i see stars and whole body felt weak.&lt;br /&gt;Had to squat and grab a support, man terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like so dying. Argh! Fearing my hole will close, i insert the stud anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And laid to rest, still giddy and dying. Had some snack and attempt the feat again.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, it went through in the end, luckily. Then i just dropped to the bed and slept.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 8.40am? Bathed, still can't get over the mere an hour sleep, i forced myself into my clothes and pants, pack my stuffs, gel my hair. All set for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Aufa at Woodlands, and missed the first interview cause SOMEONE was late.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jasmine though. Couldn't recognise her till she waved at me.&lt;br /&gt;So we tested our luck for the 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;To our deepest sympathy, we went all the way to Raffles just to find the stupid John Little outlet. Worst, nowhere in sight. Searched for hours! And decided to give up and have a quick lunch at Lau Pat Sat. Had kimchi with beef. Not very impressive though ..&lt;br /&gt;My undercaps of my knee joints were aching, with the strains of my legs, i thought i couldn't go on. Like damn! To think i was a runner once~&lt;br /&gt;Blah and Blah, we headed to Jurong East for the last interview.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, did the wrong thing to go there when the venue is at Boon Lay.&lt;br /&gt;Got like fooled by the word JURONG Point. =/&lt;br /&gt;There you go, finding for NTUC Xtra.&lt;br /&gt;Roamed here and there and finally got interviewed.&lt;br /&gt;She was a fine lady! Haha that totally beamed my confidence! Ok not really.&lt;br /&gt;Kept staring at my "transparent" stud throughout. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, she seems pretty happy with my flexibility of timing and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I can say, the interview went smoothly. Yeap. Head home soon after.&lt;br /&gt;I missed City Hall station can.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SU_P9kgRywI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/91klxYKNfDA/s1600-h/Pic_027-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SU_P9kgRywI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/91klxYKNfDA/s400/Pic_027-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282669544606911234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aufa took this few weeks ago. Haha, see what happens to David's body after overdose of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;My body turned freakishly red i swear. God damn. I want to have more fun like this, with my classmates, my close friends. Ahh .. What's life if we don't enjoy? .. Agreed?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember this scene though. I only know i was making alot of noise in the middle of the night. NONO, we didn't gay sex. HEY, i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3000&lt;/span&gt;% straight. -------- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Uh like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;yes&gt;&lt;yea like=""&gt;&lt;/yea&gt;&lt;/yes&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i haven't got news about Aiko for the last 2days. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Her cousin doesn't reply my message and i have no way to contact her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHH. Imy..&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/21340535-8408094988108475284?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8408094988108475284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8408094988108475284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8408094988108475284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8408094988108475284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/sooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SU_P9kgRywI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/91klxYKNfDA/s72-c/Pic_027-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3595745045528970548</id><published>2008-12-21T04:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:44:34.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mortal Kombat</title><content type='html'>So the other day, Hahn showed me some Mortal Kombat video.&lt;br /&gt;Then i got really interested in Scorpion. I decided to youtube more of this character.&lt;br /&gt;What i found was incredible, considering so many people, doing spoofs and having made their own Scorpion and Sub-Zero costume. Now i'm so wanting one. But they don't sell it anywhere. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to work out drafts and focusing how each parts of the character's details.&lt;br /&gt;From the mask which i think will be the toughest, then the wear over, the arm guards, the dangling piece covering the crouches, and the chin guard. Of cause i need a hood for the overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scorpion%20mortal%20kombat" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f260/mgriego87/Mortal%20Kombat%20Characters/Scorpion.jpg" alt="Scorpion Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked out every parts and sketched out all the nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, it seems pretty ready to be started after i get all the measurements right for me.&lt;br /&gt;If i manage to complete this, i would just wear over my black hoodie for the hood overall! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a black jeans to complete the costume. Oh man, this is so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait! It would be good for a halloween party! HAHA. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;So i got like 10months to prepare from the next halloween. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anis promised to help me in this, artistic she may seem, i think she'll be of great help!!&lt;br /&gt;Material wise, it will be difficult looking for yellow foams! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scorpion%20mortal%20kombat" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj48/Tim_Static/Mortal%20Kombat/Scorpion_Dancing_by_Methados.gif" alt="Scorpion Breakdancin' Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i think i need about a full month to work on this.&lt;br /&gt;Provided i do a bit EVERYDAY. Yes, i really want this. It's so awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scorpion%20mortal%20kombat" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://i318.photobucket.com/albums/mm420/Essrayle/Otakon08/Picture006.jpg" alt="scorpion mortal kombat Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right, ya. Just like that man. The mask and the wear overs will be tough.&lt;br /&gt;All details are joted down, man can't wait to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scorpion%20mortal%20kombat" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 368px; height: 550px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/theorderofchaos/Cosplay/Tekkoshocon%20VI%202008/Tekkoshocon_VI_4-11-0880.jpg" alt="Sub-Zero, Scorpion, Mortal Kombat Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIII! Don't stare at the lady. The scorpion. Look at the full costume.. So sexy!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH. I want myself in it nowwww. Santa can you get me that so i won't have to make it? =/ But i'll still make it anyway cause you gave me a present already! All the way from Japan somemore! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3595745045528970548?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3595745045528970548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3595745045528970548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3595745045528970548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3595745045528970548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/mortal-kombat.html' title='Mortal Kombat'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f260/mgriego87/Mortal%20Kombat%20Characters/th_Scorpion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-8393221696916456333</id><published>2008-12-20T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:37:07.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buying BOSS MT-2</title><content type='html'>Buying Marshall MG15CDR! or BOSS MT-2!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has either and selling please contact me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-8393221696916456333?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/8393221696916456333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=8393221696916456333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8393221696916456333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/8393221696916456333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/buying-marshall-mg15cdr-anyone-has-it.html' title='Buying BOSS MT-2'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-9222955679497573359</id><published>2008-12-18T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T03:23:27.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world. Pretty much a dreaded day.&lt;br /&gt;Decomposed while job hunting. I know its a little too late for job. But well..&lt;br /&gt;AH.. I'm also not those workaholic person. Not mah thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was late in the night.&lt;br /&gt;And i saw Hahn online. Decided to MSN him to catch up with him.&lt;br /&gt;To think we're quite close when we're in SKS.&lt;br /&gt;Then he left a year early to Ngee Ann Poly. =/&lt;br /&gt;Missing his pretty face, and the fact that some juniors love to call him sotong eyes, i requested him to webcam me. LOL. He did.&lt;br /&gt;At first, i thought i saw Twohill, cause of his floppy hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaPyj_8yI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nfm9LNRG5fQ/s1600-h/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaPyj_8yI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nfm9LNRG5fQ/s400/DSC01226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281203109106807586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to print screen on my keyboard. But it wouldn't work.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, did it the manuel way. Use my camera to snap it down.&lt;br /&gt;SEE! He tried to show me his new look.&lt;br /&gt;Claiming he look like ******. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Worst, ******** guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaPlPnXpI/AAAAAAAAAUA/pqoIbHsYwdI/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaPlPnXpI/AAAAAAAAAUA/pqoIbHsYwdI/s400/DSC01222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281203105531649682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well alittle, but to me, more of The Beatles i would say. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaPNtM2jI/AAAAAAAAAT4/U7QaPZOfFtw/s1600-h/DSC01225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaPNtM2jI/AAAAAAAAAT4/U7QaPZOfFtw/s400/DSC01225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281203099213290034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AHAHAHA. Sotong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaOp2kNbI/AAAAAAAAATw/rq4h99muISE/s1600-h/DSC01224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaOp2kNbI/AAAAAAAAATw/rq4h99muISE/s400/DSC01224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281203089588893106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreed? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's meet up soon man. Haha, sexy legs co.&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/21340535-9222955679497573359?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/9222955679497573359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=9222955679497573359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/9222955679497573359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/9222955679497573359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahn.html' title='hahn'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUqaPyj_8yI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nfm9LNRG5fQ/s72-c/DSC01226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-2665122063942474527</id><published>2008-12-17T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:05:59.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyo, so it was a pretty day. I was awake till erm almost 9am.&lt;br /&gt;Slept till 1pm+ Haha, usually chores and shits.&lt;br /&gt;My little sister was sweet enough to accompany me! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUlJrSyOQtI/AAAAAAAAATI/pKsjDnarptE/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUlJrSyOQtI/AAAAAAAAATI/pKsjDnarptE/s400/DSC01184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280833046194307794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, she's so cute and adorable! Then maid bathed her after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, yes her hair was wet and she requested me to help her do her hair. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Styling i mean. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk6k8ehiMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/f28o6WukDZU/s1600-h/DSC01190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk6k8ehiMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/f28o6WukDZU/s400/DSC01190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280816444452473026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look haha! My first masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;I call it .. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Kiam Chai&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5yqpoQzI/AAAAAAAAASw/HmLQoK5QCb8/s1600-h/DSC01191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5yqpoQzI/AAAAAAAAASw/HmLQoK5QCb8/s400/DSC01191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280815580673753906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her hair is like so versatile. I don't know if it's the right word. But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Bob hair i think. Heh. She's so cute la omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5x_26KHI/AAAAAAAAASg/HeNMjXJ_zc4/s1600-h/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5x_26KHI/AAAAAAAAASg/HeNMjXJ_zc4/s400/DSC01192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280815569186728050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEEEEEEE. See the front fringe of hers.&lt;br /&gt;So like .. WOAH kind. I really can't find a word to describe. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty right ? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5xlOvZfI/AAAAAAAAASY/uiNKqOaciSM/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5xlOvZfI/AAAAAAAAASY/uiNKqOaciSM/s400/DSC01194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280815562038928882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then for the back, haha i tried to do my favourite chicken ass tail.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, end of masterpiece no.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5xaM3TYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LOhbN9lwJW4/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUk5xaM3TYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LOhbN9lwJW4/s400/DSC01199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280815559078268290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go, no.2! Haha, a little fuzzy wuzzy mad scientist kaboom on the top.&lt;br /&gt;Sweeet eh? One thing, she looks fine with her fringe swipe left or right. Jealous..  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuvNh4b8I/AAAAAAAAASI/f9NSxExAzhA/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuvNh4b8I/AAAAAAAAASI/f9NSxExAzhA/s400/DSC01200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803426689118146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why, but i think this is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuu5zhs-I/AAAAAAAAASA/sozzTp13blc/s1600-h/DSC01203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuu5zhs-I/AAAAAAAAASA/sozzTp13blc/s400/DSC01203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803421394416610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you think so?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuuSYZK_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/CytO8OR4sgg/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuuSYZK_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/CytO8OR4sgg/s400/DSC01204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803410811628530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;COOLIOS! I'm so lucky to have her as my sis!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH. I want to have a child like her in future. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuuFNrT_I/AAAAAAAAARw/u_T3LmkyuO8/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkuuFNrT_I/AAAAAAAAARw/u_T3LmkyuO8/s400/DSC01205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803407277019122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwwwwww, now you know why i adore and dote her so much eh? ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkusyBQV_I/AAAAAAAAARo/K75f6m1k898/s1600-h/DSC01206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUkusyBQV_I/AAAAAAAAARo/K75f6m1k898/s400/DSC01206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803384944777202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister Crystal rocks! Though we're half related, making you a mixed blood~&lt;br /&gt;I still love you and treat you like my blood sister! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome-ness gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty naughty at times, but well that's the nature of a 5yr old right!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, coincidentally, we're same zodiac sign! YEAR OF THE GOAT. WEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye world! &lt;3&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/21340535-2665122063942474527?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2665122063942474527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=2665122063942474527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2665122063942474527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/2665122063942474527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/heyo-so-it-was-pretty-day.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUlJrSyOQtI/AAAAAAAAATI/pKsjDnarptE/s72-c/DSC01184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4334094700678016509</id><published>2008-12-16T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:36:25.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiko&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok fine, since i have the mood to share and tell.&lt;br /&gt;Erm, yeah me &amp;amp; Lina pretty much split already.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life's so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i thank her for spending 5 great wonderful months with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part may sound ridiculous but its true.&lt;br /&gt;Aiko suddenly came to my life.&lt;br /&gt;I swear we didn't cross path by coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;She is of Singaporean parentage, but some people are just unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;Migrated all the way to Japan, Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;Living and studying there for about a year plus already.&lt;br /&gt;She was recently hospitalised due to some happenings.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty desperate to go there when i heard the news from her cousin, Kaira.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, see life is so ..... URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUfT95l69qI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/6Ee9pJNDVck/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUfT95l69qI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/6Ee9pJNDVck/s400/DSC01098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280422148500551330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;That's not a pimple ok! My lip stud. HEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i always have something tragic to tell.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, it has to be told.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i can't do much now but to get a job, save up and fly there fast.&lt;br /&gt;Many things actually happened when i was away from my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Lived alone till Thursday~&lt;br /&gt;Only Monday till Tuesday, Aufa was nice to stay over with me. Had vodka and stuffs. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Through these lonely days, i was spacious enough to think through certain stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;And that's how i got the decision to part ..&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the best for both of us anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, something to read for now.&lt;br /&gt;My letter after 'M' is not working.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i'm using copy-paste technique to do all the letter after 'M' .. ZzZz&lt;br /&gt;Will continue soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/21340535-4334094700678016509?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4334094700678016509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4334094700678016509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4334094700678016509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4334094700678016509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/aiko3.html' title='Aiko&lt;3'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cS6wbrsrS8c/SUfT95l69qI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/6Ee9pJNDVck/s72-c/DSC01098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4851905768794027917</id><published>2008-12-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:27:48.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless</title><content type='html'>Thank you god. It's the best christmas gift i had asked from you.&lt;br /&gt;Aiko's awake and talking now. God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;I also thank anyone whom prayed along with me. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;For now i just want to get a job and save up fast for a tix to tokyo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4851905768794027917?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4851905768794027917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4851905768794027917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4851905768794027917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4851905768794027917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-bless.html' title='God Bless'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-4864469725758966874</id><published>2008-12-14T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:30:31.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord i love you.</title><content type='html'>Free thinker i may be.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm just seeking god's help for once.&lt;br /&gt;Please answer my prayer and let Aiko wake up.. Amen ..&lt;br /&gt;I really need a ticket to tokyo now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sorry for disappearing from my blog ..&lt;br /&gt;I had my reasons. If you're kind enough, anyone.. Please pray with me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-4864469725758966874?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4864469725758966874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=4864469725758966874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4864469725758966874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/4864469725758966874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/lord-i-love-you.html' title='Lord i love you.'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-3319326240873216471</id><published>2008-12-08T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:31:01.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, A pity I remembered your password\X:&lt;br /&gt;(while looking through our old chat logs, you gave it to me, I didn't hack.) haha&lt;br /&gt;So i'm here blogging! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much more like leaving a note for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being so emo ma'man.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone for. mmhm, lemme count.&lt;br /&gt;say. 6 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So emo!&lt;br /&gt;By the time I get back you'll probably be dead already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;K although I'm the one who caused it :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up Daviddd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-xoxo's Lina.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-3319326240873216471?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/3319326240873216471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=3319326240873216471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3319326240873216471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/3319326240873216471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/haha-pity-i-remembered-your-passwordx.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-7047223732864470638</id><published>2008-12-07T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T15:58:54.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck You David ..&lt;br /&gt;You suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh .. I repeat my statements, anyone kind enough to accompany me please do come over and stay over, i'm living alone. ):&lt;br /&gt;And at this point of time .. i really need someone to talk to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-7047223732864470638?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7047223732864470638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=7047223732864470638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7047223732864470638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/7047223732864470638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck-you-david.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21340535.post-5481960972292521119</id><published>2008-12-06T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:16:43.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From Sunday till wednesday .. I'll be living alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what will become of me by then.&lt;br /&gt;It might be good also cause i won't have to put up a brave front ..&lt;br /&gt;Or if there's any good soul willing to come and stay with me, you're welcome ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right not i'm having split headaches.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, split. Alternate ways. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;imissyousomuch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;neckswordwoman .. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21340535-5481960972292521119?l=angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/feeds/5481960972292521119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21340535&amp;postID=5481960972292521119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5481960972292521119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21340535/posts/default/5481960972292521119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angst-viciouslyme.blogspot.com/2008/12/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03296288722884712006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
