<?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-9091649137628750929</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:28:00.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh... Just So EMO...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-1405893980649078715</id><published>2008-02-15T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:24:41.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No comments</title><content type='html'>Could be my last post. Man, are girls fussy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-1405893980649078715?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1405893980649078715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=1405893980649078715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1405893980649078715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1405893980649078715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-comments.html' title='No comments'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-5943458013525768157</id><published>2008-02-03T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:02:51.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chong Hui's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RYesterday damn fun sia. Chong Hui's birthday ma. Dorothy ask me wan go buy his pressie at J8. Lazy walk there sia. Nvm skip this part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Messaging conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: Btw, wad you buy for Chong Hui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Wad gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dorothy: Gf la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: When you come you will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Girlfriend need money wan meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dorothy: Hey you wan split costs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: You buy a girlfriend for Chong Hui from a human smuggler ah? Izzn't it illegal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dorothy: You wan split costs anot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: You answer my question 1st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: You answer mine first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: I asked first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: I asked early early whether you wan split cost anot you dowan answer me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: You asked early but i asked first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: A soft toy la -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: *Thought: Why do girls like to buy soft toy for guys everytime?* Then you say la. How much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: If you wan then is $8.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: You siao ah? You bought something worth $33.20?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dorothy: $50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: You are really really really really (After alot of really) siao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: Ppl birthday come once in a year lehz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: I rather bake a cake sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy: Really ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: Ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dorothy: Make me a cake too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Sure, but i dunno if its edible anot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dorothy: Yea. I was just doubting its edibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Evil sia, Dorothy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so i did. With some help and advice from my Mum, I baked an apple cake xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went AMKhub awhile. Blablabla. Suddenly receive call from Dorothy to faster come bcoz Chong Hui gonna leave liao. Kennasai. I ran all the way there sia. Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reach le. Dorothy, Clara, Chong Hui and Andy there liao. Ate the cake, i didnt eat. Andy say not bad. Chong Hui no comments. Clara like the crumbs. Dorothy say veh nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mini quarrel. Clara snatched Chong Hui's phone dowan return. Chong Hui wan it back, try snatch it. Clara not happy. Go put it in her BRA. Walao obsecene sia. Then Dorothy go join in the fun. Suggested go in girl's toilet so Chong Hui wont go in. Poor Chong Hui had to camp outside the toilet wait for them come out. Evil people... Ah... I be nice go help him ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went into the girl's toilet with Chong Hui... Climbed over the wall... Peered at what the girl's were doing... Then Clara saw me and she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walao sounds like a banshee sia. Dorothy like no reaction like that. Eeyer... No fun de. Then they both run out and Chong Hui got his phone back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ate cake again. Clara eating the crumbs half way and suddenly... it dropped in her BRA AGAIN!!! Damn obscene sia. Zzz... Then some guy came and took a piece of MY cake which i was eating and threw it at Chong Hui. Zzz... I dun think anything else happened liao. We went home lor. Clara go home by car. Dorothy, Andy, Chong Hui, Germaine and me walked to AMK Hub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heh. Rainy weather. Ideal for EMOkids like me sia. Obviously im transparent la. Nobody noticed me. Im EMOing :) Reach liao. Parted ways. Dorothy and I take same bus home, 261. Chatted blablabla... Got off... Seriously didnt know Dorothy live so close me la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to meet my parents. Went to someone nearby to eat ba chor mee. Go Sheng Shiong buy CNY stuff blablabla... Went home and slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zzz... Zzz... Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-5943458013525768157?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5943458013525768157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=5943458013525768157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5943458013525768157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5943458013525768157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/02/chong-huis-birthday.html' title='Chong Hui&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-2410321150072953613</id><published>2008-01-31T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:53:05.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Greedy Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I do admit I am greedy but not to a unhealthy extent that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HgcMbPCsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yukKpRNOKns/s1600-h/1444.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161653422919715522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HgcMbPCsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yukKpRNOKns/s400/1444.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-2410321150072953613?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2410321150072953613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=2410321150072953613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2410321150072953613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2410321150072953613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-greedy-am-i.html' title='How Greedy Am I?'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HgcMbPCsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yukKpRNOKns/s72-c/1444.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4459418950920997910</id><published>2008-01-31T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:42:35.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Stupid Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Score Summary&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you scored as follows:&lt;br /&gt;61% scored higher (more stupid),4% scored the same, and 35% scored lower (less stupid).&lt;br /&gt;You are 35% stupid. This means...You are kinda' smart. Many have done better, but you did much better than half the other test-takers! Good for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Note: I did not cheat. This is my first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161650717090319026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6Hd-sbPCrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ejrqC9mYDKI/s400/d5f4d342855c4c02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/9091649137628750929-4459418950920997910?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4459418950920997910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4459418950920997910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4459418950920997910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4459418950920997910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-stupid-am-i.html' title='How Stupid Am I?'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6Hd-sbPCrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ejrqC9mYDKI/s72-c/d5f4d342855c4c02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-2592590989189758280</id><published>2008-01-31T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:22:26.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Said Im Not Sexy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who said Im not sexy? I am okay? And I can prove it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HZW8bPCqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AdT-YniARxI/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161645636144007842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HZW8bPCqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AdT-YniARxI/s400/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-2592590989189758280?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2592590989189758280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=2592590989189758280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2592590989189758280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2592590989189758280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-said-im-not-sexy.html' title='Who Said Im Not Sexy?'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HZW8bPCqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AdT-YniARxI/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4066456144160950772</id><published>2008-01-31T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:00:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Said I Was Evil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who said i was evil? Im not evil okay? Im twisted xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HORsbPCpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dHO10bi5Uec/s1600-h/twisted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161633451321789074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HORsbPCpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dHO10bi5Uec/s400/twisted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9091649137628750929-4066456144160950772?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4066456144160950772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4066456144160950772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4066456144160950772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4066456144160950772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-said-i-was-evil.html' title='Who Said I Was Evil?'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R6HORsbPCpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/dHO10bi5Uec/s72-c/twisted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3063757808045831695</id><published>2008-01-30T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:01:37.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is The Way To Flunk Your Test #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chinese test confirm flunk liaoz. Section A and B i see until i blur diao. Cannot tarhan liao. I anyhow do lorz. Must rely on my comprehensions le la SIAN. At most can get 20+ marks from it. Plus a few more marks in front=pass! Yay! But my mum won't be so happy though... Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geography test. Either on Friday or Monday. Confirm flunk. Why? Dun tell you. You go ask 3/4 yourself. Haiz... Flunk liao la... Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-3063757808045831695?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3063757808045831695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3063757808045831695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3063757808045831695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3063757808045831695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-way-to-flunk-your-test-2.html' title='This Is The Way To Flunk Your Test #2'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4305524725948118352</id><published>2008-01-30T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:57:54.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Target Setting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is my &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Target-For-The-Term&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;English: Test 1-c6, Test 2-B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;E/A Maths: Test 1-B4, Test 2-A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chinese: Test 1-C5, Test 2-B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pure Biology: Test 1-B3, Test 2-A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bined Sciences (Physics/Chemistry): Test 1-B4/Test 1-B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Geography: Test 1-B4, Test 2-A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Social Studies: Test 1-B4, Test 2-B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Juz started learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2. No confidence yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. Its based on experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No further comments bcoz im laming so buaiix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-4305524725948118352?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4305524725948118352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4305524725948118352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4305524725948118352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4305524725948118352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/target-setting.html' title='Target Setting'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3373781513904874551</id><published>2008-01-30T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:47:26.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE DONT READ THIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In 1997, a girl called Lauren was walking in a forest and then, she just disappeared. No one ever found her until 2000 when a young girl called Mary found her body and markings on her chest saying: "I wasnt pretty enough" and now you have read this she will appear in your mirror saying your not pretty enough and kill you. By the way, the girl called Mary died shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE DONT READ THIS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;U WILL GET KISSED BY THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE ON SATURDAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TOMORROW WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF UR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BUT YOU HAVE TO POST THIS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF U DUN POST THIS IN YOUR BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;U WILL DIE IN TWO HOURS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BUT IF U REPOST THIS TO YOUR BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;U WILL TRULY BE THE BEST DAY OF UR LIFE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN UR DONE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;PUSH F6 ON UR KEYBOARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AND THE LOVE OF UR LIFE WILL APPEAR IN BIG LETTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ITS SCARY BUT IT WORKS&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/9091649137628750929-3373781513904874551?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3373781513904874551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3373781513904874551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3373781513904874551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3373781513904874551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/please-dont-read-this.html' title='PLEASE DONT READ THIS!'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3107128506738148588</id><published>2008-01-30T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:00:19.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day In School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL. Yao Kuang today very pissed off. Why? I tell you why. He angry that Miss Deepa keep kicking his bag. Then finally she kick liao and nearly tripped. She then go and scold Yao Kuang for putting his bag there (where he usually does and the other teachers have no problem with his bag) and say its his fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I say something. Mrs Kok. YOU WIN LIAO LOR! Seriously walao. I raise my hand to ask her come bcoz i nid help and then she come liao hor go talk to Brenda. Then i start talking to her and she walked away. Then awhile later she turned back and asked me if i called her and went to beat around the bush about calling people's name to get their attention. PLEASE! Im not a retard. I understand what your drving at... But you dun have to call me to answer 12(f) for not calling you properly right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had VE lesson at ITRL2 today. Talked about the flying kite theory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Higher number of tries=(estimated)=Higher rate of success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then had sock checks. Register 3, 11 and 18 kenna i think. Oh... And Mrs Kok was not happy with our shoes performance bcoz she said we became infamous and notorious for holding the highest record for people with unacceptable shoes. Awww... Sowwies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Funny part is when Nicholas made Chong Hui sit on a chair that was rocking so badly and after awhile, along with much fidgeting, the chair gave way and broke apart and poor Chong Hui splattered onto the floor. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I figured out 2 things after 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration. One,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yao Kuang + Jun Ming = Yao Ming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two, I cant help but laugh at Wei Yi's hair (no offence) bcoz her hair looks like a horse tail. I mean seriously speaking, it is exactly like a horse tail. I seen a horse b4 okay? Yes on TV and real life one too. Haiz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-3107128506738148588?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3107128506738148588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3107128506738148588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3107128506738148588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3107128506738148588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-day-in-school.html' title='Another Day In School'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8859805806623812217</id><published>2008-01-29T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:44:27.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Ways Of EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please help on this topic. If you know other ways, please comment in the box below. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Listen to EMO songs e.g. What Hurts The Most, Apologise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Cut wrists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Stare into the sky, watch clouds float by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Sit alone in one corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Lots of emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Write the words "EMO" 1000 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. Speak EMO language (Every sentence must contain the word "EMO")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. Act in EMO drama, show, movie, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go goth (donated by Dorothy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will be updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-8859805806623812217?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8859805806623812217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8859805806623812217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8859805806623812217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8859805806623812217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/different-ways-of-emo.html' title='Different Ways Of EMO'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3814789938741441410</id><published>2008-01-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:06:37.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is The Way To Flunk Your Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay I confirm flunk my Biology and Chemistry tests de! Why? I tell you why! Biology. Section A-MCQ i predict 2 questions wrong liao. And i never remember the function for the parts of the cell too. Like erm... mitochondria, Golgi apparatus, etc. Chemistry. I dun really know how to answer most of the questions like wahat is the boiling chips for, what is the aim of this experiment and many more sia. Flunk liao la... Flunking is fun :) This is the way to flunk your test, flunk your test, flunk your test... Previous has been deleted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-3814789938741441410?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3814789938741441410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3814789938741441410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3814789938741441410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3814789938741441410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/disrespectful-immature-and-incorrigible.html' title='This Is The Way To Flunk Your Test'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-2193103158067453872</id><published>2008-01-28T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:55:11.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Internet Is For Porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Internet is really really great... FOR PORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I gotta fast connection so i dun have to wait... FOR PORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's always some new sites... FOR PORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I browse all day and night... FOR PORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its like im surfing at the speed of light... FOR PORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Treky!... The Internet is for porn... Treky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The Internet is for porn... wad are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Why do you think the net was born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Porn, porn, porn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Treky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh hello Kate monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are ruining my song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh me sorry, me no mean to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, if you wouldn't mind, please be quiet for a minute so i can finish my song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oakey doakey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Im glad we have this new technology... FOR PORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Which gives us untold opportunities... FOR PORN! Opps sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;From your own desktop... For...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;You can research, browse and shop... mmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Until you had enough and you are ready to start... FOR PORN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Treky!... The Internet is for porn... Helloooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The Internet is for porn... Treky!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We all be hugging me for porn, porn porn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's gross... You're a pervert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Awww... Make sense too Kate monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No really... You're a pervert. Normal people dun sit at home and watch porn on the Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Noooo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You have no idea! Ready normal people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ready, ready, ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let me hear it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Internet is for porn... Sorry Kate... Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Internet is for porn... I masturbate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;All these guys unzip their flies for porn, porn, porn... The Internet is not for porn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Porn, porn... Hold on a second... Wow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;For i happen to know for in fact that you, Ron, check your portfoilio and trade stocks online... Thats correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And Brian, you buy things on Amazon.com... Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And Gary, you keep selling your posessions on EBay... Yes I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And you, Quinceston, you sent me that sweet online birthday card... True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh, but Kate, what do you think he would do after? Hmmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hahaha... Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Euuuuuu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Internet is for porn... Gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Internet is for porn... I hate porn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Grab you dick and double click for porn, porn, porn... I hate men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Porn...Porn... Im leaving...Porn... I hate the Internet... Porn... Porn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Internet is for, the Internet is for, the Internet is for Porn! Yaaa...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-2193103158067453872?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2193103158067453872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=2193103158067453872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2193103158067453872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2193103158067453872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/internet-is-for-porn.html' title='The Internet Is For Porn'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-269799524738847937</id><published>2008-01-28T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T18:22:51.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR ANGELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;1. I resolve to start studying for O-Levels examinations tomorrow. No wait. I think i'll start now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I resolve to upgrade myself from teacher's pet to principal's pet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;3. I resolve to increase my monthly savings ratio by 72.66% so i can start ny self-drawn retirement plan 147 days earlier (Inflatation has been adjusted for.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. I resolve to be elected head prefect/student counsellor and to do a wonderful job that they will beg me not to graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;5. I resolve to be such a perfect student this year so i won't need to make anymore resolutions next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR DEVILS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. I resolve to be more friendly towards people from other classes especially that hot chick in the super-short skirt in the class next door F3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. I resolve to start studying for my O-Levels examinations and still fail them :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. I resolve to break any single rule I can think of... Twice xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. I resolve to lose the 2kg I gained over the holidays by actually showing up for the PE classes i missed this term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;5. I resolve to start taking my homework to school everyday. Actually doing it will be for my next year's resolution haha lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;1. I resolve to dump Yao Kuang and woo Daryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I resolve to make Zeng Jie's life horrible if she doesn't stop disturbing me and Daryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. I resolve to be dedicated to my new CCA: IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. I reslove to get at least 4 As for my mid-year examinations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;5. I resolve to grow to at least 1.85m by the end of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I resolve to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;become 60kg or less throughout the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;7. I resolve to maintain at least a B3 for my Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;8. I resolve to help Daryl in his problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;9. I resolve to be more sociable this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. I resolve to get married this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;11. I resolve to get more people to join IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;12. I resolve to at least hold my Cao Cao Bow (Level 54) before i quit MapleStory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;13. I resolve to blog blog and blog :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14. I resolve to change my blogskin with the help of Dorothy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;15. I resolve to end this post after this sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;[=.="]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-269799524738847937?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/269799524738847937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=269799524738847937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/269799524738847937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/269799524738847937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4662839403834161775</id><published>2008-01-28T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:48:19.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Have To Say About Maths</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MATHS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Careless mistakes caused me to lose 5 marks! Got 18 only so sad sia :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-4662839403834161775?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4662839403834161775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4662839403834161775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4662839403834161775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4662839403834161775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-i-have-to-say-about-maths.html' title='What I Have To Say About Maths'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-5954419743020340233</id><published>2008-01-28T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:40:15.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Were Gay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you were gay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It would be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because hey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like you anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Because you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If it would be me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I would feel free to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;That i was gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but im not gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you were queer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll still be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Year after year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Because you're dear to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I may owe it to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If you accept me tooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If i told you today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hey guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Im gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But im not gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just being with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So wad better to we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then what you do in bed with guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you were gay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I shout hooray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And here i stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That i wouldn't get in ur way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You can count on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Beside u everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To tell u its okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You were just born that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And as they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its in ur DNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you were gay&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/9091649137628750929-5954419743020340233?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5954419743020340233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-1544631550594608995</id><published>2008-01-28T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:34:27.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today in class, waseh... damn obscene sia. Clara go slap Amira's butt and she go scream,"Ooo. Mama. Hot. Baby. Yeah." Zzz... Excuse me if u dun mind there are people who respect their dignity. People like me, Yao Kuang and more. Porn movie in the making and i guess you know who is the lead actresses? (Haha joking no offence =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously wow. Our Chinese teacher, Fu lao shi is actually the writer of one of the articles for Xing Qi Wu Bao (The dunno wad Friday Weekly newspapers) Seriously LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now wad did i wan to write? Erm... Oh. Answer these questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. What is Golgi Apparatus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. What is Smooth ER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. What is Rough ER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My LAME answers xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. It is an apparatus made by a guy named Golgi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;2. It is an ER that is not rough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. It is an ER that is not smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Biology now. Mrs Chan wans us to go up and write answers for random questions. Here is a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;What is an organ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorothy's answer:&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; An organ is made up of different tissues that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;COME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; together to perform a function. E.g. Stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay... Im seriously convince that Dorothy is from another planet. Obviously Dorothy's tissues grew legs and walk to their work place from their home to perform a function. Hmmm.... Wonder which planet she came from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-1544631550594608995?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1544631550594608995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=1544631550594608995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1544631550594608995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1544631550594608995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-comments.html' title='No Comments'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-2403376548969879546</id><published>2008-01-27T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:14:06.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's wishing Brenda a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in advance xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-2403376548969879546?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2403376548969879546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=2403376548969879546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2403376548969879546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2403376548969879546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-9117237058099663427</id><published>2008-01-27T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:00:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying To My Ah Ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today going temple pray to my dead ah ma. My bro retarded sia. My mum and I 2 big mountains walking down the stairs make alot ALOT of noise he cannot hear or see... In the end stuck upstairs 10th floor wait for us like idiot like that... DIAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go by taxi... Blablabla... Chat about my O-Levels... Blablabla... Finally reach the temple. Well, not exactly la. Today got festival for Indians held once every 12 years. To commerate the last day of the temple before it undergoes extensive renovations. Expected crowd: 20,000 devotees. So to accomodate so many people, they took over one of the road. COOL! The main road... LOL. 4uck sia. Must go 1 big round around the residential estates to get to the temple... Walk... Walk... Walk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reach finally. Go in Tablet Hall. Proceed to 03U39 to pray to my ah ma. Brought lots of offerings like a basket of fruits, vegetarian mee fen with vegetarian tau pok and vegetables, pineapple cakes, powdery sweets, some brown colour cakes, incense, bunch of flowers, black coffee, Coke and some Mentos sweets. Next, pray to Qian Shou Guan Yin at main hall... pray for good health... and wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting... Waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting for relatives to come. They seem to be taking a long time though. Waited like ermm... 1hr 30 mins liao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fianlly come. Pray 1 more round... Then go makan. Go out of temple.. see see the festival. Weird... The wind blows at the temple only not the surrounding area. Its juz calm but no... not at the festive grounds... Lots of wind... Lots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lunch eating vegetarian food. Eating mince pork porridge. Wow! Actually quite nice sia. Then got more dishes like XO noodles, Olive handmade noodles, curry chicken noodles, fried tofu, fried sausage with mayonise sauce, BBQ sambal fish, Lotus herbal soup and much more. All vegetarian lol. Taste good la. Reasonable pricing too. Full liao... Okay go home... That' all buaiix!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-9117237058099663427?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/9117237058099663427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=9117237058099663427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/9117237058099663427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/9117237058099663427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/praying-to-my-ah-ma.html' title='Praying To My Ah Ma'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-1548454623968072216</id><published>2008-01-26T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T18:34:41.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Watch ROFL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys, u really gotta watch this videos at the right hand side of my blog. They are very ROFLMFAO! Nearly died when watching these videos sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suggested format: Double Click on video for better view of video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-1548454623968072216?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1548454623968072216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=1548454623968072216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1548454623968072216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1548454623968072216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/must-watch-rofl.html' title='Must Watch ROFL!'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4069665868465112235</id><published>2008-01-26T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:46:13.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics For Timabaland-Apologise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm hearing what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I just can't make a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;But that's nothing new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yeah yeah I loved you with a fire red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;now it's turning blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And you say Sorry like an angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;heaven let me think was you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;But I'm afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Woahooo woah ( repeated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Enlightening song. It just became my favourite so far. Thanks Dorothy for the song :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-4069665868465112235?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4069665868465112235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4069665868465112235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4069665868465112235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4069665868465112235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-holding-on-your-rope-got-me-ten-feet.html' title='Lyrics For Timabaland-Apologise'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-6825249899069118149</id><published>2008-01-26T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:48:58.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIAN! Nothing to do today. I so sian! Today break my sleeping record liaoz... 16hrs 30mins! LOL! Haiz... I no mood to blog sia... Kaes... That's all... Buaiix :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-6825249899069118149?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6825249899069118149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=6825249899069118149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/6825249899069118149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/6825249899069118149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-to-do.html' title='Nothing To Do'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8237268811541446903</id><published>2008-01-25T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:47:05.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day In School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reason why Singapore has so little babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted frm sum1, "It's the men's fault. The men are infertile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating the reproductive parts of the tiger (E.g. Penis and testes), you will be as strong and might as a tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inference: Your cock will be as strong and mighty like the tiger so you can....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was LOL. When the boys were changing in th e toilet and when there were girls outside, Jun Xing go opened the door and flashed the boys sia. LOL free show. Keith in the middle kenna flashed until very cham. Then after that in class, everyone raped Jun Xing and flashed his to the girls. Seriously LOL. Haiz... nthin to blog abt... That Dorothy so evil =.= Say for fun she dulan dowan help liao... HAIZ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-8237268811541446903?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8237268811541446903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8237268811541446903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8237268811541446903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8237268811541446903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-another-day-in-school.html' title='Just Another Day In School'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8069904320218019574</id><published>2008-01-23T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:26:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woops, Sorry. Forgot again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUST JOKING LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OKAES... BB :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-8069904320218019574?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8069904320218019574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8069904320218019574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8069904320218019574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8069904320218019574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/woops-sorry-forgot-again.html' title='Woops, Sorry. Forgot again.'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-2095174307715994089</id><published>2008-01-23T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:24:48.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Reminder Before I Go To Sleep For Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woops. Me so forgetful. Paiiseh all =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Btw, who knows how change the new blogger type the blogskin? If you know, please tell me how bcoz i dun like my current one. It sucks, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okaes... Buaiix all! For real now... BUAIIX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-2095174307715994089?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2095174307715994089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=2095174307715994089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2095174307715994089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2095174307715994089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-reminder-before-i-go-to-sleep-for.html' title='Last Reminder Before I Go To Sleep For Real'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3214215084956555230</id><published>2008-01-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:21:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh btw. Before i go, im just gonna say that im posting some videos which i think is funny on muah blog either today night or tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay. Seriously got to go. Buaiix!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-3214215084956555230?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3214215084956555230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3214215084956555230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3214215084956555230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3214215084956555230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-reminder.html' title='Just A Reminder'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4549756181982890028</id><published>2008-01-23T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:14:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glimpse Of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hellos all... Tomorrow Maths test is a confirm sayonara and free one way ticket to eternal maths remedial. Haiz... But now got more confidence after reading up on Indices on the Ace-learning website. Hahas... Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaekaes... gtg sleep le... That's all for now... Buaiix!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-4549756181982890028?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4549756181982890028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4549756181982890028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4549756181982890028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4549756181982890028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/glimpse-of-hope.html' title='A Glimpse Of Hope'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4274705585998110272</id><published>2008-01-23T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:07:09.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titleless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Congratulations to Winston! You are going to flunk your Maths test tomorrow! Wooo! Eternal remedial for you for free by Ms Deepa! Woots! Yeah right... But i sure flunk de lor... SIAN! Always the same old problem... Learn 1 new chapter... forgot the previous... HAIZ... Now so familar with Quadratic Equations forget how do Indices. 4uck sia. Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, today morning, my bro and i were in the lift and my bro was the "lift master". Stopped at 6th floor. He pressed "open" and let an auntie come in (no offence psps) and then str8 away press "close". Cuz behind got another old ah ma then he nvr see and the lift door "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" the old lady. OMG. She nvr kenna injured (phew) but she go scold my bro. LOL. Serve him right sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next, at home. My uncle got angry and started throwing tantrums. Why? Because his slipper is stuck at the bottom of the chair. Lame and LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kaes. That's all for now. Buaiix :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-4274705585998110272?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4274705585998110272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4274705585998110272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4274705585998110272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4274705585998110272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/titleless.html' title='Titleless'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8597047111294249358</id><published>2008-01-21T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:42:20.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals Know About The Birds And The Bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHO SAID ANIMALS DUNNO HOW 4UCK? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They know and i can prove it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157893741332720754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5SFB7FY7HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nXsYif-jNDk/s400/privacy%2Bplease.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/9091649137628750929-8597047111294249358?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8597047111294249358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8597047111294249358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8597047111294249358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8597047111294249358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/animals-know-about-birds-and-bees.html' title='Animals Know About The Birds And The Bees'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5SFB7FY7HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nXsYif-jNDk/s72-c/privacy%2Bplease.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8130387402521376043</id><published>2008-01-21T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:38:47.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals Have Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHO SAID ANIMALS HAVE NO FEELINGS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They have okay... And i can prove it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157892659000962146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5SEC7FY7GI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-JwkvzxGmLI/s400/saad%2Bcat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/9091649137628750929-8130387402521376043?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8130387402521376043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8130387402521376043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8130387402521376043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8130387402521376043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/animals-have-feelings.html' title='Animals Have Feelings'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5SEC7FY7GI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-JwkvzxGmLI/s72-c/saad%2Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4797575438864001384</id><published>2008-01-21T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:29:12.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He: I'm a photographer. I've been looking for a face like yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHe: I'm a plastic surgeon. I've been looking for a face like yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He: May I have the pleasure of this dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SHe: No, I'd like to have some pleasure too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He: How did you get to be so beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SHe: I must have been given your share!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He: Will you come out with me this Saturday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHe: Sorry! I'm having a headache this weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He: Go on, don't be shy. Ask me out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHe: Okay, get out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He: I think I could make you very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SHe: Why? Are you leaving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He: What would you say if I asked you to marry me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SHe: Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He: Can I have your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHe: Why? Don't you already have one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He: Shall we go and see a film?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHe: I've already seen it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He: Do you think it was fate that brought us together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SHe: Nah, it's just bad luck!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He: Where have you been all my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SHe: Hiding from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He: Haven't I seen you from someplace before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHe: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Is this seat empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHe:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This one will be if you sit down&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/9091649137628750929-4797575438864001384?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4797575438864001384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4797575438864001384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4797575438864001384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4797575438864001384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just For Laughs'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-2960512588099288677</id><published>2008-01-21T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:30:47.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rEtArDeD jOkE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a dirty and retarded joke i made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A little girl was walking along the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;She walked past a man who was sunbathing naked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;His wrinkly banana was standing up straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Soon, the man fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When he woke up, he found that he was lying in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;He felt an excruciating pain in his groin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;He asked the nurse what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The nurse said,"The little girl said that your bird spat at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So she burnt its nest, twisted its neck and broke its eggs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-2960512588099288677?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2960512588099288677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=2960512588099288677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2960512588099288677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/2960512588099288677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/retarded-joke.html' title='rEtArDeD jOkE'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-237524343671364342</id><published>2008-01-21T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:59:09.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Said I Was Cheap?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHO SAID I WAS CHEAP? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im not okay... and i can prove it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157882458453634130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5R6xLFY7FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O-AUnhkpjo0/s400/winstonteo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEE! IM NOT CHEAP! SO DUN SAY IM CHEAP, YOU BASTARD.&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/9091649137628750929-237524343671364342?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/237524343671364342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=237524343671364342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/237524343671364342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/237524343671364342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-said-i-was-cheap.html' title='Who Said I Was Cheap?'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5R6xLFY7FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/O-AUnhkpjo0/s72-c/winstonteo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-777985815599761032</id><published>2008-01-21T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:13:35.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britain English VS Singlish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who says our English is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;? Ours is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SIMPLICITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;CHIMELOGY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#1. WHEN GIVING A CUSTOMER BAD NEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: I'm sorry, Sir, but we don't seem to have the sweater you want in your size, but if you give me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Bo stock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;#2. RETURNING A CALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Hello, this is John Smith. Did anyone page for me a few moments ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Hello, who called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;#3. ASKING SOMEONE TO MAKE WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, I'd like to get by. Would you please make way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Siam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;4. WHEN SOMEONE OFFERS TO PAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Hey, put your wallet away, this drink is on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans:I pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;#5. WHEN ASKING FOR PERMISSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but do you think it would be possible for me to enter through this door?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: [pointing the door] can anot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;#6. WHEN ENTERTAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Please make yourself right at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Dun so be shy lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;#7. WHEN DOUBTING SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: I don't recall you giving me the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Malaysians: Have meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#8. WHEN DECLINING AN OFFER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: I'd prefer not to do that, if you don't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Dowan la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#9. IN DISAGREEING ON A TOPIC OF DISCUSSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Err. Tom, I have to stop you there. I understand where you're coming from, but I really have to disagree with what you said about the issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: You siao ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;#10. WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO LOWER THEIR VOICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but could you please ! lower your voice, I'm trying to concentrate over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Diam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;#11. WHEN ASKING SOMEONE IF HE/SHE KNOWS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Excuse me, but I noticed you staring at me for some time.. Do I know you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Kua simi kua? Le tolo bui song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;#12. WHEN ASSESSING A TIGHT SITUATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Mati liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;#13. WHEN TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAD HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Will someone tell me what has just happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Malaysians: Eh,what happened ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;#14. WHEN SOMEONE DID SOMETHING WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: This isn't the way to do it here let me show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Noob la, like that also dunno how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;#15. WHEN ONE IS ANGRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Would you mind not disturbing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Malaysians: Fuck off la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;#16. WHEN PUSHING BLAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Hey. Don't accuse me like that. Its very rude to accuse someone of doing something wrong when you don't have supporting evidence or an alibi so please get things straight thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Walao eh! Everything me la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;#17. WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO DO SOMETHING BUT THEY DECLINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Britons: Have you no guts or are you just plain scared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singaporeans: Hum?&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/9091649137628750929-777985815599761032?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/777985815599761032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=777985815599761032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/777985815599761032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/777985815599761032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/britain-english-vs-singlish.html' title='Britain English VS Singlish'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-7721716052217628444</id><published>2008-01-20T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:53:58.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sec 3 Adventure Camp at MOE Dairy Farm Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOL. Almost forgot. I need to blog about my camp. No wonder i felt something missing =.= Haiz. Okay, time to write compo liao. Hope Mrs Lai come mark ba =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Ring!" My clock went off. " Shut the fuck up, i wan sleep." I took my alarm clock and threw it away. Not exactly throw la, just...arh nevermind =.= I went to sleep again. What'ya expect? I slept veri late last night okay? Then i felt this magnetic... no wait. Its mum-netic force. " Ah boy ah, wake up liao la oi!" Seriously, wtf. It was merely 6.15am for god's sake. Uh... fuck... nvm. Haiz... Blablabla... same routine. Bathe ~&gt; Brush teeth ~&gt; Change ~&gt; Breakfast ~&gt; Last minute check ~&gt; Wear socks then shoes ~&gt; Take bag ~&gt;Walk to bus stop ~&gt; Take bus to school ~&gt; Go down for assembly. Today a bit special. Mr Ling introduced us to our trainers. Oh, btw. We are Group 15: Swimming Trunks. Our trainers was a woman, Yanti. Erms... Lol? 无话可说. No further comments. Anyway, we gathered at the school basketball court where we were asked to set our group objectives and make our flag. Ah... yes the flag. Our beautiful flag. U guess what was it? Yeah la so obvious right? A swimming trunks lor. And its Patrick's and La Pi Siao Xing's underpants. The one with purple flowers in a green background and the blue underwear with an elephant. " Eh... pls contribute leh. We all so hardworking. Make flag, do objectives and you boys sit there shake leg catch flies ah?" True. But we weren't catching flies though. Aiya, just go help lor. Take a crayon and anyhow colour here and there. Zzz... Blablabla ice-breaking, team-building, problem-solving and get-to-know-each other games. Dun fucking waste my time la. After erm... 2 hrs, we finally finished. Yeah and we took our luggage and went up the bus. Fuck la no air-con. What the fuck? FUCK FUCK FUCK. Sibei sian. I sat by myself again. I put all my luggage on the next seat ma NOOB. 30 minutes later finally reach camp. Put our stuff in bunk and gather at FOP. Introduce and then carry out activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;1st activity: Nitro crossing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This is lame. Why? First, you must hang on a rope and swing from one end to another. Second, there is practically nothing other than 1 retarded and unstable log for the "stranded guy" to stand on to swing on a worn-out rope to the other end which is 1 small concrete platform. Third, there is rocks all around. Suppose you fall how? Nvm. Dorothy veri smart, use the flag pole to get the rope. Good job :) Then we start swinging and Jun Wei, Ayu (correct?), Germaine and more peeps start catching those swingers. At 1 point, when some guy was swinging across, there was no sporters around to sport him so he solo swing and... accident happen. He kicked Fifi's TOOT, hard. Then poor Fifi, groan in pain and distress by clutching his TOOT. Lucky him. He still got father's day. He hasn't lost his balls yet. Then Yanti paused the activity and questioned us about safety. She was in a bad mood liao. Next, Joey swing over and we caught her la, but she wasn't off the rope yet, but we let go and she fell, on the rocks. Yanti bui song liao stop the activity. She "scold" us and we felt rather regretful. Still, she let us continue and everyone successfully swing across. Blame it on us ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Break~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pre-2nd activity: Cheers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yanti suggested a cheer. So Jun Xing gave a suggestion which we agreed. It goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We gotta F-F-I-I-G-H-T!&lt;br /&gt;We gotta S-S-C-C-O-R-E!&lt;br /&gt;We gotta FIGHT, SCORE and WIN today.&lt;br /&gt;Swimming Trunks, Swimming Trunks all the way!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Speak of the devil here comes Wayne, the camp IC. Phew lucky we got cheer wor. Thank you, Yanti and Jun Xing! =.= Ya la so we cheer lor, zzz... And Wayne gave us erm... oh 100 points. Yay? The girls went mad and screamed, the boys stand there do nothing. Wayne walked away. Then, Dorothy suggested another cheer. Haiz... when will this end? It goes like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;S-U-P-E-R, SUPER! That's what we are!&lt;br /&gt;S-O-L-I-D, SOLID! That's what we are!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER, SUPER! *clap* *clap*&lt;br /&gt;SOLID, SOLID! *clap* *clap*&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SOLID! *clap* *clap*&lt;br /&gt;SOLID SUPER! *clap* *clap*&lt;br /&gt;Ji-ke-la-ga-pi-ya-pi-ya!&lt;br /&gt;Ji-ke-la-ga-pi-ya-pi-ya!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhh......SWIMMING TRUNKS!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yay! Another 100 points! LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Piak! Somebody killed a mosquito and we got another 10 points. Diao =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2nd activity: Spiderweb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Seriously i dun see the point of participating because its totally lame la for god's sake. The objective of the game is to carry all ur members from one side to another without touching the ropes. LOL. Yanti said only to use 2 holes. We carried "big" peeps across the small hole and for the bigger hole, we used hair clips to make it bigger so the bigger people can cross. Yanti didn't see anything. LAME. Waste time sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pre-3rd activity: Dance and cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yanti ah, Yanti ah... U not sian I very sian liao. She want teach us a dance. The song sounds a bit weird though and the dance moves are very simple. We mastered the dance easily. Seriously, it's lame crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;3rd activity: High wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Erm... This is okay. But my hands do ache a bit though. The objective is to get everyone over the wall. The platform can hold 4 peeps max. Yanti briefed us about safety first. Ayu kept throwing stones at the wall and behind her. Nothing better to do ba. So we start lifting everyone across then soon its over. BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Break~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We strolled to the FOP. Then we saw Wayne. OMFG, ENOUGH OF HIM ALREADY!Opps, we discovered Sahran was missing. Oh... who cares (No offence.) And we did the stupid dance with Wayne plus the moving one. Add a cheer and a question by Wayne. 4uck u man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What does T-E-A-M stand for? 3 tries to guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;Everyone&lt;br /&gt;Accomplish&lt;br /&gt;Missions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;WRONG! 2 tries left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Everyone thinking so hard. I stand there look at the sky and watch the clouds float by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;Everyone&lt;br /&gt;Achieve&lt;br /&gt;Many, Much, More?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Heck la just put More ba. Congratulations, you got 200 points! Wooooooo! I stand there still watching clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Break~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;4th activity: Random Games&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Next, we were left alone. Dorothy, Sahran, Jun Xing and Joey played a game called 'Concentration' and 'Heart Attack' too. LOL. The rest all back out from the games because some dowan play, some dunno how play. Then Yanti came and asked for volunteers to get 2 benches. I guessed it just as much. We were playing that stupid 'stand-on-the-bench-thingy' game. SIAN. Dowan talk about it. Along with another crappy game of (I dunno the real name for it.) 'Count-numbers-and-slap-your-thigh' game. BORING. Supposed to have competition one (which i hope dun have) but in the end, dun have... YAY! WOOTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;After everyone assembled at the FOP and prepared for the next activity, 'Outdoor Cooking' The trainers briefed us on what to do and some tips to start us off. We weren't very organised actually. Instead, we were just staring at two people who were leading the team. Yes! They were Dorothy and Jun Xing, AGAIN! Goody-two-pants sia they two =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; usual self. Sit on the log and start tearing up packets of noodles, peeling cabbages&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and staring at the clouds floating by. Its called EMO. Diao. Then Yanti came and started scolding us like we were lil' kids and she got rather pissed. Ya lor and we woke up frm our Lalaland and we start working as a team lor. And wala! Noodles on cabbages with baked beans, sardine and fried fish fillet. The fillet wasnt fried actually. Just oiled and half cooked... WHY? Because the oil wont 4ucking boil and the water in the rice pot wont boil too. So... no rice at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay la the food. It was edible and surprisingly tasty. Especially the noodles. Only ate a few mouths though. That Sahran sia... Never help at all. Sit there blabber at Dorothy over what to do and when food comes... First person to eat... Somemore take 1 whole plate somemore... Ppl wan take a bit complain say why take from my plate when the plate not even his... And in the end he kenna scolded by Ayu call his mother say want go home... LOL. But really la. He a bit pitiful lor and from far away feel soory for him. Awww... poor Sahran... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Break~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5th activity: Night confidence Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Next was the erm... Wait lemme check someone's blog first... Oh... Err... The night confidence walk yeah. I expected it to be a hard and tough trail when they said to go in groups of 5. What was it in the end? Some ulu pathway that cuts in the forest. 4uck sia... Waste my brainpower thinking. Okay... so the road was rocky and sandy but it was low kick. Just that the road very hard see nia. I kept chattering like some arsehole and Keith asked me to shut up. Okay fine! Shut up lor! 5 minutes later talking again. Diao. When we reached the end of the trail, we assembled and sat down on the dew-covered grass. OMFG. LOOK AT THE SKY! Lots of stars WOW. Not as good as the one in Bintan though. Binatan one kicks ass sia xD Here not bad la... Can see alot of stars and even a constellation too. And the scenery is fuck-cellent (learned it from someone xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1st Activity: Trapeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First thing in the morning we had breakfast and morning exercise. Blablabla... And here comes High Elements! Booo! Suck it man! Especially when i was chosen by the trainer to go 1st. 4uck sia... he strap the safety harnest damn hard. My balls nearly burst dude. 4uck 4uck 4uck! My legs turned jelly when i was climbing the goddamn log. Wonder whether it will hold or not. I reached the top... Erm... Now very scary. My legs shiver like mad. SERIOUS! Shake like mad. The whole log shaking like mad sia. 4uck sia. I dun dare jump. But with cheering from Swiiming Trunks, the instructor and Mr Ling and Mr Lai, i finally jumped. Slow-mo...... YES! I caught the bar and hung on. Right hand only. Left hand touch the pole and slipped.You cant defy gravity so i fell. 4UCK!!! 4UCKING PAIN! I thought my balls burst. Yeah... I felt a sharp pain man. I was lowered down. My hands totally sweating and my lips looked pale. I thought i lost my manhood. Lucky still there. Wa heng sia! Ouch...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So one by one, we tried. Some of us succeeded, some of us... well... didnt make it. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;2nd Activity: CRC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Next we proceeded to the CRC [Challenge Rope Course]. There again... we were briefevd about safety blablabla... same crap... And so we moved on to the course. There were 5 challenges: Tight Rope With Support, Cargo Net, Chopsticks Walk-across, Tight Rope With No Support and High Tight Rope With Crap Support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was in Group 2 so i did the 2nd challenge 1st.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;2nd Challenge: Cargo Net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hmmm... It didnt looked hard from down there. The trainer gave us a few tips. After job switching from ankleman, rope manager, backup belayer and sporter plus LOTS of waiting, finally my turn. Dowan go up sia. Im a 4ucking chicken and i have no balls. Uh... Nvm. Just go. Climb the stairs slowly. Waseh, if i fall and hit the staplers, my eggs would break and chicks would grow up and fly away. Oh man... the horror... NO! IT WONT HAPPEN! Shhh... Climbing, climbing, climbing... Reach the top! Yay! Hands shaking liao. Veri nervous... Started moving across the net... Super shaky and it sway with the wind... OMFG. IM SCARED. ARGHH!!! Calm down... Okay... Slowly... 1 huge step at a time... Okay good. 4uck la Winston! So tall for wad? See la now cannot balance properly liao la. Wa... Hand pain le... 4uck... Few more steps... YES! MADE IT! WOOTS! Slowly climb down. Breathing heavily. Omfg, made it. I cheated death... Haiz... Too chicken dowan do the rest xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay. Time's up! Yay! So happy sia. Regrouped and proceeded back to FOP. Had lunch. Hmmm... Not bad wor~ Next depart for Sarimbum for water elements. BORING. Dowan go but still must go... Haiz... WHY IS THE CAMP COMPULSORY ANYWAY? Bus ride boring. I slept. Zzz... Zzz.. 1 minute later wake up. See many graves. Waseh... Start chanting prayers... Okay... Over... Sleep again... Zzz... Zzz... 30 secs later... Wake up. Reach liao. Dots. Haiz... Walk to some building... throw bag there... Go to the coast. Briefed about safety again... Sian... Blablabla... Proceed to 1st activity at Sarimbun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;3rd activity: Rafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Time for raft building. Ah yes. 6 poles and 4 tyres for us to make a raft. Asked for suggestion but all kept quiet until (guess?)... Yeah, Jun Xing finally blurted out. So we built it lor and launched it and it floated. WOW. Lol. Everyone had a go at rafting. Hmmm... Surprisingly though... I did not. Another sign of EMO! Lol. Okay... so it wasn't a success because we took 20 minutes instead of 10 and we got lots of scolding from Yanti. Haiz... Dismantle again... Then toilet break... Walk so long sian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;4th activity: Kayaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I did not like it much. Although i enjoyed the last part of it. 1st... Safety briefing... 2nd... Introduction of kayak... 3rd... Water confidence test. Done... now for the real deal. I partnered with Gabriel btw. So we started off. Like bullshit. The kayak very shaky because we never put our legs in then we had no coordination when paddling. So the kayak anyhow move... Needed the trainer's guidance... Haiz... Finally reached the Meeting Point. There we stand up and start singing songs and cheering. Btw, i got a little stuck diao. Blablabla... Challenge over... En route back to shore. Reach damn fast sia. Paddle like mad monkey like that. Wooo! I loved this part. Lols. Heard that Keith and Jun Cheng capsized. Lol. Said that Rui Ling and Yao Kuang banged Chong Hui who banged Keith and Jun Cheng but they no space to get banged so they capsize. Funny sight they said. Managed to climb back up. Trainer scooped up a jellyfish with his paddle and showed Keith and Jun Cheng. Lucky them sia... Came back to shore drenched. Everyone congratulating them. Regroup and proceed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Break~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;5th activity: Amazing Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nothing to comment about this. We only completed half of it. Lol. So this is actually about teamwork and a bit of IQ. We forfeited this event to prepare for campfire performance. Okay... Ideas? Same people again. This time including Dorothy and a new member, Karen. Karen wanted a cheer while Jun Xing and Dorothy wanted a musical performance. We ditched both of them and just went home lol. Wasted time there. Went home on bus. I slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We had dinner and we changed into campfire clothes. Haiz... We werent prepared. Gathered at canteen for dismissal to campfire site. Suddenly rained. WOOOO! Rain at the right time sia. So happy leh me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;6th Activity: Campfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Official start. Our campfire was pathetic. It was just glow sticks placed all over a wooden pile which burned for a while. Normal stuff lor. Sang songs, performed. Did a few cheers and the dance. LOL. Haiz... no comments here. Very boring. Nearly slept during campfire. After campfire was supper and debrief. Gave us reflection to do. I found out I lost my stuff. 4uck sia. Went around the place looking for it. Where did I find it? In the middle of the road. Dunno which joker. Bastard that guy. Hand in reflection... ate a few more curry puffs... Ice-cream... Milo... Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hooray! Last day liao. So happy until cannot happy anymore. Woots. Haiz. Breakfast... changed... blablabla... Go to High Elements. Yesterday no time to do so now do. Did 1 thing only (applies to boys, girls 2 things. Unfair la. I never do a shit xD).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;1st Activity: Absailing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Good thing i never wear track pants. I no need do. Haha so happy :) Anyway, we wanted to do Flying Fox first but Yanti and Jason asked us boys to do absailing first. We reluctantly agreed. Sian boz... Not for me. I spent time throwing stones down the slope and at trees. So fun sia xD Okay... I know its lame... but i nothing better to do... Next best thing is watch clouds and EMO! Zzz... Many boys did. A few didnt want to do. Wish granted. Out of time already. Complaining why cant do Flying Fox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to Meeting Point. Watched girls do Flying Fox. Sian sia. "I lurvveee Waaaayyynnneeeeee!" Some voice flew by. It was Dorothy's. Diao. Finished absailing and Flying Fox. Wa they good. All boys EMO... Play with stones... Throw at each other... Kenna scolded... Sulking... Hmph! I made a hole with a rock wall. LOL. Regrouped again. Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;2nd Activity: Cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Made to do reflections. Bored... Played a game with Gabriel. For every alphabet must find at least 100 words. Yeah... its lame... We nothing to do ma. Dots. Group 16 asked to do bunk cleaning. We didnt. We were writing reflections. Phew. Peeps from Group 15 asked to help. Those who finished must help. Phew. I still writing. Write finish continue game with Gabriel. WE ARE LAMERZ! HAHAHAHAHA! LOL! Left 3 of us around. Waited for rest to come back. Come back liao assemble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;3rd Activity: Farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Made to sit in hot sun. Woooo! Its hot. 4uck them sia made us sit there. Hot until can fry egg liaoz. Wtf. Take plate and fan myself. Ahhhh... momentary cooling sensation. Prize presentation, we were one of the winners and we were rather excited about the prize. What was it? An InnoTREK container with a strap. WOW! Not... Go back to seat. Wa so hot liao. Say last goodbye to trainers... Exchanged hugs... Say Goodbye and good to have you here. You are the best wave... YES! Finally can move out. Go on bus and i slept... Zzz... Zzz... Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Reach school after 1/2 hour. Dismissed from there. Met Daryl and Henry who looked rather happy. Waited for them to dismiss. Helped Daryl carry bench... Henry and Daryl dismissed... Took Daryl's car to my house... Carried my luggage to my ah ma house (4uck sia. Must walk so far =.=)... Slumped onto sofa and slept... Zzz... Zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kaes. End of story. Buaiix, i oso gtg liaoz... Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-7721716052217628444?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7721716052217628444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=7721716052217628444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/7721716052217628444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/7721716052217628444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/sec-3-adventure-camp-at-moe-dairy-farm.html' title='Sec 3 Adventure Camp at MOE Dairy Farm Road'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-5085645222657045205</id><published>2008-01-19T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:13:22.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paiseh All :[</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heh. Long time no blog liao. 3 days ago got camp then the rest of the days got no mood. Haiz nothing to blog about. Post 爽 nia, LOL. Okay all. Got to go le. Buaii :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-5085645222657045205?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5085645222657045205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=5085645222657045205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5085645222657045205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5085645222657045205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/paiseh-all.html' title='Paiseh All :['/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-1537841256224949239</id><published>2008-01-11T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T10:38:37.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Students Fail Their Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not the fault of the student if he fails, because the year ONLY has 365 days. Typical academic year for a student:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.) Sundays» 52 Sundays in a year, you know Sundays are for rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS LEFT: 313&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.) Summer holidays » 50 where weather is very hot and difficult to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS LEFT: 263&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.) 8 hours of sleep usually» 130 days GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS LEFT: 141&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.) 1 hour for playing daily» [good for health] means 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS LEFT: 126&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.) 2 hours daily for food &amp;amp; other delicacies » [chewing properly &amp;amp; swallowing] means 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS LEFT: 96&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.) 1 hour per day for talking» [man is a social animal] means 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS LEFT: 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7.) Exam days » per year at least 35 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAYS LEFT: 46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8.) Quarterly, half yearly and festival » [holidays] 40 days.&lt;br /&gt;DAYS LEFT: 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9.) For sickness » at least 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;DAYS LEFT: 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10.) Movies, functions and events» at least 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;DAYS LEFT: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.) That one day is your birthday. » How can you study on that day??&lt;br /&gt;BALANCE: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; S0 how can we pass our exams then? XD&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/9091649137628750929-1537841256224949239?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1537841256224949239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=1537841256224949239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1537841256224949239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1537841256224949239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-students-fail-their-exams.html' title='Why Students Fail Their Exams'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-685879607694148990</id><published>2008-01-11T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:03:57.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReTaRd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RETARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Arabic : يُعيق، يُعَرْقِ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Chinese (Simplified) : 延迟,放慢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Chinese (Traditional) : 延遲,放慢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Czech : zpomalit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;-Danish : sinke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;-Dutch : vertragen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-Estonian : pidurdama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;-Finnish : hidastuttaa, hidastua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;-French : retarder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;-German : verzögern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;-Greek : καθυστερώ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-Hungarian : késleltet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Icelandic : seinka, tefja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;-Indonesian : terlambat, terbelakang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Italian : ritardare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;-Japanese : 遅らせる&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Korean : …을 더디게 하다, …을 늦추다; 늦어지다&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;-Latvian : kavēt; palēnināt; kavēties; palēnināties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;-Lithuanian : sulėtinti, sulaikyti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;-Norwegian : forsinke; hefte; hemme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;-Polish : zahamować, opóźniać&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;-Portuguese [Brazil] : retardar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Portuguese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; [Portugal] : retardar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Romanian : a în&amp;shy;târzia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;-Russian : замедлять, задерживат&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;-Slovak : spomaliť» Slovenian : zavirati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;-Spanish : retrasar» Swedish : försena, bromsa, hämma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;-Turkish : geciktirmek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-685879607694148990?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/685879607694148990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=685879607694148990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/685879607694148990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/685879607694148990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/retard.html' title='ReTaRd'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3833558421396290722</id><published>2008-01-11T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:43:57.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This poor guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, we were having Chemistry lessons. We were doing an overall review on the chapter. Then we started talking about pippettes. Then she remembered something, an incident which happened. Here's an extract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ms Lau: Do you all know that pippette is very expensive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Class: No......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ms Lau: Do you know where the pippette can be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Class: No......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ms Lau: It can be found under the safety goggles rack there. Underneath the rack got one table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Class: Oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ms Lau: I remember last time got one boy he wanted to put back his safety goggles that time he go kick the rack and broke 13 pippettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Class: Did he pay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ms Lau: He paid by doing school service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Class: Oh lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-3833558421396290722?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3833558421396290722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3833558421396290722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3833558421396290722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3833558421396290722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-poor-guy.html' title='This poor guy'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4691416279380494207</id><published>2008-01-10T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:18:15.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini English lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im starting to feel that my blog is really becoming a blog that teaches English. Ah well... who cares? Nobody does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONCIERGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is someone in a hotel who helps guests with restaurant reservations or concert tickets. The word comes from a French term, "comte des cierges," which means "keeper of the candles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAESTRO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is someone who composes or conducts classical music. It means "master" in Spanish, Italian and Portuguese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIVA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;is (traditionally) a great female opera singer, usually sopranos. More recently, it has been used to describe such modern female superstar performers. The word is deorived from the Latin "divina", meaning "divine one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAITRE D'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; often works as a restaurant or catering hall and is responsible for assigning seating and sloving customer complains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In a restaurant, if you order &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALA CARTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it means you order the dishes in your meal seperately, rather than from a fixed menu. And if you dine &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALFRESCO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it means you are eating outdoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-4691416279380494207?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4691416279380494207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4691416279380494207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4691416279380494207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4691416279380494207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/mini-english-lesson.html' title='Mini English lesson'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-353776490109921843</id><published>2008-01-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:56:13.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm... LOL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you know something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RACECAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~~~~~&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RACECAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;~~~~~&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;RACECAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~~~~~&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;RACECAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-353776490109921843?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/353776490109921843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=353776490109921843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/353776490109921843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/353776490109921843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/erm-lol.html' title='Erm... LOL?'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-9187924062420528364</id><published>2008-01-10T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:46:07.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I notice more interesting stuff in the newspapers. "Flip-words" LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIVA &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AVID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;POTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRAB &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BRAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PINS &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SNIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STAB &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DRAW &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRAP &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;~&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PART&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/9091649137628750929-9187924062420528364?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/9187924062420528364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=9187924062420528364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/9187924062420528364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/9187924062420528364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/interesting.html' title='Interesting...'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8178490203009727127</id><published>2008-01-10T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T22:06:31.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL! Must read!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pls note that this post is not ripped form anyone but sent to me via email so dun come accusing me hor! This is really creative and this guy who made this must be a pro at Scrabble or he just has nothing better to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DORMITORY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DIRTY ROOM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PRESBYTERIAN:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BEST IN PRAYER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ASTRONOMER:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MOON STARER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DESPERATION:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A ROPE ENDS IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE EYES:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THEY SEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GEORGE BUSH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HE BUGS GORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE MORSE CODE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; HERE COME DOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLOT MACHINES:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CASH LOST IN ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANIMOSITY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IS NO AMITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELECTION RESULTS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LIES - LET'S RECOUNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SNOOZE ALARMS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A DECIMAL POINT:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IM A DOT IN PLACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE EARTHQUAKES:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THAT QUEER SHAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELEVEN PLUS TWO:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TWELVE PLUS ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MOTHER-IN-LAW:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WOMAN HITLER&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/9091649137628750929-8178490203009727127?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8178490203009727127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8178490203009727127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8178490203009727127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8178490203009727127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/lol-must-read.html' title='LOL! Must read!'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3650293954219962332</id><published>2008-01-10T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:18:22.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hiies all! Opps. Its arlos all! Before i go tuition i wanna say something first. Yea. Im doing some ripping in the night so pls beware pl0x. Kaekaes. I gtg liaoz buaiix all!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-3650293954219962332?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3650293954219962332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3650293954219962332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3650293954219962332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3650293954219962332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/note.html' title='Note'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-689784330964785003</id><published>2008-01-10T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:19:02.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racist Principal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, i had assembly. Our beloved principal, Mr Tan Chee Siong was talking about the start if school message. After the long 1 hour talk, it was quiz time (d0ts). And the he ask for people to answer questions. One Indian boy volunteered and walked out. The hall was very dark too. His name was Ashwin. But... what did our beloved principal say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I cant see you in the dark but from there i can tell you are Ashwin."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erm... Like wow? Now how you expect us to be good AMKsians when....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-689784330964785003?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/689784330964785003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=689784330964785003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/689784330964785003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/689784330964785003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/racist-principal.html' title='Racist Principal'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8819448907578695860</id><published>2008-01-10T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:19:36.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday, during the pupil profiling thinggie, Mrs Jessica Kok looked at my paper and then started a conversation with me after she saw some ominous-looking thinggie there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Eh, what is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(points to a sweet wrapper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: A sweet wrapper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: I know it is a sweet wrapper but wad is it doing there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: I left it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: No. What i mean is... do you know what this means?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Hmmm... Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: It means that there is evidence that you were eating sweet in class. How could you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: What you mean not yours? Its on your table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: But still not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;rs Kok: Then where it came from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: I took it out from my pencil box and put it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: All the more it's yours then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: I dunno who put it in my pencil box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Then how it get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Dunno. Maybe i kenna sabo ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: That's not the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: So what you mean is that if i take this and put in on someone's else table then it's not mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(puts sweet wrapper on buddy's table.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: All the more she should dispose of it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(short moment later...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Eh, how could you do this? Its yours. Take it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Its not mine. Its hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;takes and put sweet wrapper back on my table)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Right now, you should do the right thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: You should dispose of the evidence so noone knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Not possible. You seen it liao. Destroy it oso no use so what is the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Surrounding people giggles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Nevermind. Just throw it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(takes sweet wrapper and stuff it into back pocket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Eh. Why you throw it in your back pocket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: You didnt specifically say must throw where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: You think your pants rubbish bin ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: No. It do it out of convenience. Its what is usually do too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Pls throw it away in a proper dustbin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Nothing happened just now. You didn't see anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: You didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Eeyer. Then no one want to wash your pants for you liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: I wash my own pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Really ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Huh? Orh... Nonononono. Fake one, fake one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Wa! First time see so independent person. I saw a Secondary 4 pupil his nails very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;long must ask him mother help him cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Oh. Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Suddenly, Yao Kuang said something.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yao Kuang: I thought the washing machine help you wash your clothes de?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mrs Kok: Oh ya hor. Not you wash de leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Precisely i said fake de. I just throw my dirty laundry in the washing machine and it will do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[Everyone started laughing. Mrs Kok was like... What the hell? This guy is lame.]&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/9091649137628750929-8819448907578695860?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8819448907578695860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8819448907578695860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8819448907578695860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8819448907578695860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/typical-conversation.html' title='Typical Conversation'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-5362654369357846515</id><published>2008-01-09T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:02:43.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Toilets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes i am. Here are some designs of toilets that are designed by people who are obviously mentally-ill or just some plain old artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThtbFY68I/AAAAAAAAADY/Tiy0gq6OXNo/s1600-h/toilet6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153492044099414978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThtbFY68I/AAAAAAAAADY/Tiy0gq6OXNo/s400/toilet6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThmrFY67I/AAAAAAAAADQ/cMuhM18Sdhk/s1600-h/toilet5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153491928135297970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThmrFY67I/AAAAAAAAADQ/cMuhM18Sdhk/s400/toilet5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThdLFY66I/AAAAAAAAADI/DC-y4d8xyio/s1600-h/toilet4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153491764926540706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThdLFY66I/AAAAAAAAADI/DC-y4d8xyio/s400/toilet4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThQ7FY65I/AAAAAAAAADA/8yWAkJdu1U4/s1600-h/toilet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153491554473143186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThQ7FY65I/AAAAAAAAADA/8yWAkJdu1U4/s400/toilet3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThE7FY64I/AAAAAAAAAC4/aOJZwYNi32U/s1600-h/toilet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153491348314712962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThE7FY64I/AAAAAAAAAC4/aOJZwYNi32U/s400/toilet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4Tgs7FY63I/AAAAAAAAACw/BYnajR_y-to/s1600-h/toilet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153490935997852530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4Tgs7FY63I/AAAAAAAAACw/BYnajR_y-to/s400/toilet1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-5362654369357846515?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5362654369357846515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=5362654369357846515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5362654369357846515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5362654369357846515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/artistic-toilets.html' title='Artistic Toilets'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ThtbFY68I/AAAAAAAAADY/Tiy0gq6OXNo/s72-c/toilet6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-3723231526984342517</id><published>2008-01-09T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:52:29.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Signs You're Falling In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4TfpLFY62I/AAAAAAAAACo/TPwfeHg3Cs8/s1600-h/13%2Bthings%2Babout%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153489772061715298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4TfpLFY62I/AAAAAAAAACo/TPwfeHg3Cs8/s400/13%2Bthings%2Babout%2Blove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4TfRLFY61I/AAAAAAAAACg/c7J3M5x6qyM/s1600-h/13%2Bthings%2Babout%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-3723231526984342517?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3723231526984342517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=3723231526984342517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3723231526984342517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/3723231526984342517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/13-signs-youre-falling-in-love.html' title='13 Signs You&apos;re Falling In Love'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4TfpLFY62I/AAAAAAAAACo/TPwfeHg3Cs8/s72-c/13%2Bthings%2Babout%2Blove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-7812903377734766747</id><published>2008-01-09T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:47:35.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About You Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ran out of ideas so might as well resort to my hobby. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RIPPING!&lt;/span&gt; Ripped this from the same victim again. Oh how i luv ripping from her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was so easy that night&lt;br /&gt;Should have been strong&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I lied&lt;br /&gt;Nobody get me like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Couldn't keep hold of you then&lt;br /&gt;How could I know what you meant&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing to compare too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know everything changes&lt;br /&gt;All the cities and faces&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;There's a mountain between us&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing I'm sure of&lt;br /&gt;That I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can we bring yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Back around&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;I was dumb I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All that it takes&lt;br /&gt;One more chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't let our last kiss&lt;br /&gt;Be our last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Give me tonight and I'll show you&lt;br /&gt;I know everything changes&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what it takes us&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Not a day passed me by&lt;br /&gt;Not a day passed me by&lt;br /&gt;That I don't think about you&lt;br /&gt;And there's no moving on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know you're the one&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Can we bring yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Back around&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was dumb I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;But I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;But I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Sugarbabes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-7812903377734766747?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7812903377734766747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=7812903377734766747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/7812903377734766747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/7812903377734766747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-you-now.html' title='About You Now'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-558558838827391342</id><published>2008-01-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:39:03.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kiasu Brigade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, i met with someone who obviously came from the kiasu brigade club and society. I was in the bus (of course i was in the bus. How u expect me to know if i was not?) There was 1 particular lady carrying only a small handbag in her early 50s. As she was boarding the bus, she seemed to be in a hurry, pushing and shoving people wif her big butt. "Ecue me, ecue me!" Why the hurry u might ask. Right at the end of the bus was the last two empty seats. One old fella about 84 years old was walking towards those precious seats. That women was like... omg... damn kiasu... she ran! in the goddam bus and obviously many people noticed. She jumped and booph! landed on the seat. And instead of giving the other seat to the old man, she placed her "ernormous" handbag on it and looked at the old man like an ignorant pumpkin head, happy that she won that seat. Wad? You think ur handbag is more important than a old man izzit? Then those old folks home would start taking care of handbags instead of old folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The old man looked at the lady and pointed to the seat. Either the woman worships her bag or she is just too retarded. "Orh. Paiseh." And what did she do? Ohh.... SHE MOVED HER HANDBAG AN ENORMOUS 3 CM. WOW! Her handbag must have contained something small and heavy and she must have used a crane to move that thing to that seat of hers. She thinks her grandfather bought that seat of hers and so she can use that seat for her own use? WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We should be considerate ma... Give old people ur seat instead of taking advantage of their vulnerability and slow reflexes. Learn from our elders... yea right. Then Singapore will be crammed with VIP members of the Kiasu Brigade and there wont be any value that the government wants us to have le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-558558838827391342?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/558558838827391342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=558558838827391342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/558558838827391342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/558558838827391342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/kiasu-brigade.html' title='The Kiasu Brigade'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-284940046650406853</id><published>2008-01-09T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:01:18.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication To Legions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We survived the times together. We crossed many obstacles and braved the storm of hardship. Together, we hold our hands in unison and hold our heads up high. Legions, the most talkative and active guild in MapleStory except for XmssmX who is bad and unfriendly (joking lol).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SaGLFY6mI/AAAAAAAAAAs/elX6JAsML4w/s1600-h/lalalalalalla.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153413304463977058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SaGLFY6mI/AAAAAAAAAAs/elX6JAsML4w/s400/lalalalalalla.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SZKrFY6lI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1sX4dTD50k0/s1600-h/hkkgk.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153412282261760594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SZKrFY6lI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1sX4dTD50k0/s400/hkkgk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SbQrFY6oI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mAzcjppz_8c/s1600-h/25dex.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153414584364231298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SbQrFY6oI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mAzcjppz_8c/s400/25dex.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SZKrFY6lI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1sX4dTD50k0/s1600-h/hkkgk.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ShxLFY6rI/AAAAAAAAABU/fc2WU3A4Cig/s1600-h/star.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153421739779746482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="87" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ShxLFY6rI/AAAAAAAAABU/fc2WU3A4Cig/s400/star.gif" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4Sap7FY6nI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xlyRbmO9kyU/s1600-h/xmssmx.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153413918644300402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4Sap7FY6nI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xlyRbmO9kyU/s400/xmssmx.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4Sj4LFY6sI/AAAAAAAAABc/21AGsLRxD64/s1600-h/cool.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153424059062086338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4Sj4LFY6sI/AAAAAAAAABc/21AGsLRxD64/s400/cool.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SmfrFY6uI/AAAAAAAAABs/ns_xe17wbVw/s1600-h/glade.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153426936690174690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SmfrFY6uI/AAAAAAAAABs/ns_xe17wbVw/s400/glade.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SnRbFY6vI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Kwefv79qQyM/s1600-h/mega.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153427791388666610" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4ScQrFY6pI/AAAAAAAAABE/qjJBdFy0BME/s400/SUMMER.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SmDrFY6tI/AAAAAAAAABk/_hW36OWnbzE/s1600-h/lord.gif"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5w_q8bPCoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ggJBn5QlHfw/s1600-h/scasc.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160069280067160706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R5w_q8bPCoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ggJBn5QlHfw/s400/scasc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-284940046650406853?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/284940046650406853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=284940046650406853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/284940046650406853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/284940046650406853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/dedication-to-legions.html' title='Dedication To Legions'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SaGLFY6mI/AAAAAAAAAAs/elX6JAsML4w/s72-c/lalalalalalla.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-911576547470783024</id><published>2008-01-09T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:44:11.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Their Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMFG. FASTER! SOMEONE HELP COAX THEM TO COME DOWN FROM THERE AND TELL THEM THAT LIFE IS PRECIOUS! ARGH! GET A LIFE RING HERE! OR A ROPE? ANYTHING JUST HELP THEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153409602202167858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SWurFY6jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BQLlMAf_IZg/s320/DSC00441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/9091649137628750929-911576547470783024?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/911576547470783024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=911576547470783024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/911576547470783024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/911576547470783024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/save-their-souls.html' title='Save Their Souls'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SWurFY6jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BQLlMAf_IZg/s72-c/DSC00441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-5392355582692773086</id><published>2008-01-09T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:27:12.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG JOB TO DO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am VERY busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big job to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T DISTURB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please!!! DON'T DISTURB!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes papa!!! I am BUSY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am very busy. Big job to do. DON'T DISTURB!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153405380249315874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SS47FY6iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VS_Qw4nQsOM/s320/DB,BAS,D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/9091649137628750929-5392355582692773086?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5392355582692773086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=5392355582692773086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5392355582692773086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/5392355582692773086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-job-to-do.html' title='BIG JOB TO DO'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4SS47FY6iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VS_Qw4nQsOM/s72-c/DB,BAS,D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-1742088065578458389</id><published>2008-01-09T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:18:07.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;imagineaworldwithoutspacebarsenterspunctuationsandcapslocknowthatwouldbeeitherneatorverytroublesomeitdependsonhowyouseeitxdithinkitwouldbebothneatandtroublesomeinwaysxdhahasanywaysforthispostithoughtofnotusingthespacebarenterspunctuationandcapslockxdjusttoseehowharditreallyisifsuchfeatureswereneverinventedxdmanitskindahardyouknowwhenyoureaditbutifyoureaditslowlynowthatsadifferentthingthenagainyouguyswilljustthinkiamcrappingwhichisortofammitsnotthatbadactuallyonceyougettheuseofnotspacingandcapitalisingandpunctuationingandenteringitsreallynotthathardxdhahaokayyilltellyouwhyimdoingthisonecosimactuallyreallysuperduperboredtwocosijustsortoffeltlikedoingitandthreebecauseiwannaseehowitllbeifidontenterspaceandpunctuateanywaysijusthopeyouguysdontmindmenotspacingandenteringandcapitalisingandpunctuatinghahaermwhattoblogabouthmmmygransbackfromperakbutyouguyswouldntgiveadamnatalliguesscosimcrappingrightnowohspeakingodfwhichibetterwarnyouguysnowwarningthispostisjustplainofshititiscompletelyandutterlyjustcrappedwithshitmostlikelynonofyouwillreadthisbutlikeisaidimboreddamnithowiwishtherewerecapitalletterandpunctuationsrightnowsighsevenbettericantevensplitthisentireshitintoparagraphscosivesocalledgotnoenterbuttonhaizscrewitmmmerrwhattoblogaboutermserrmmmivegotnothingahwellsilljustenditherethenkaesbyeeessigningoutuntilnexttime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you see any copyrighted information of this segment, pl0x email me at legender1993@ hotmail.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;© COPYRIGHTED 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO OTHER PART OF THIS INFORMATION IS TO BE DISTRIBUTED OUT WITHOUT PERMISSION. THOSE CAUGHT POSESSING COPIES OF THIS WILL BE PERSECUTED UNDER THE LAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-1742088065578458389?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1742088065578458389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=1742088065578458389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1742088065578458389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/1742088065578458389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/imagine.html' title='Imagine'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-4723734751235689976</id><published>2008-01-09T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:11:57.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Rip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Arlos all! I found a new hobby liaoz. Its...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ripping from people's blog xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here's another ripped section from some unlucky gurl's blog. [Awww...sowwies :)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. List out 5 presents you wish for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a. NO MORE EXAMINATIONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;b. A new bed (my current one very small =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;c. A personal laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;d. Lots of $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;e. Unlimited supply of a-cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;2. Where did you rip this test from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some unlucky gurl from Legions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a. Blurberry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;b. Erm... Chiobu in Maple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;c. Have good anger management (im trying to counter it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;d. Stupid in a cute way (i asked for opinions, HE answered this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;e. Polite, nice and helpful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4. Most memorable thing she said to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm... I cant remember actually. I think it was... 'Arlos' No wait i forgot liao... Awww... sowwies :( Kaes no offence, byees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. What if SHE becomes your lover:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*Coughs then chokes* EXCUSE ME?! FIRST OF ALL, I DUNNO HER (although she very chio) AND SECOND, SHE IS ENGAGED TO EIITE LIAO SO SHE HAS A DEAR LIAO. I DOWAN BE 3RD PARTY GEDDIT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason'll be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Enemy? No no...I think we will stay as friends for a very very long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;7. Pass this quiz to 10 people you wish how they feel about you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a. Jie Shi (most probably about MapleStory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;b. Dylan (Hes my bro fo god's sake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;c. Ian (Hes my 4 year brother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;d. Henry (same common interest and close friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;e. Daryl (close friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;f. Soon Ming (5 years buddy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;g. Joel (4 years buddy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;h. The unlucky gurl (right back in your face!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i. Denise (no other resaon. pls think straight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;j. Cheryl (ermm... for fun? gib u sumthin to do ba)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY!!! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'VE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FINISHED!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHEEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-4723734751235689976?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4723734751235689976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=4723734751235689976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4723734751235689976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/4723734751235689976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-rip.html' title='Let&apos;s Rip.'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8141760403404270159</id><published>2008-01-09T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:03:38.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: This post is full of crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does Winston do to his blog when he is very sian? Simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Spam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9091649137628750929-8141760403404270159?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8141760403404270159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8141760403404270159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8141760403404270159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8141760403404270159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/warning-this-post-is-full-of-crap.html' title='Warning: This post is full of crap.'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-8756061457409478901</id><published>2008-01-09T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:29:21.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING: This post is NOT for weak hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Arlos all! Todae i beri sian so i ripped some shit off from someone's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;luv him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o yes I DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hes for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;not for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and if by CHANCE U taKE my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I ll take my fist AND SMASH your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lols. Dowan say where i get frm de. Sculy that person fa huo and then i mati liao. Next thinggie, i wanna make that person (hehehehehe) irritated. So... i going to... "Arlos! Toopid daddie dun lemme plae my commy. But anyways, i can plae maple le yay! Going to meet my darling in Maple and train myself at fire drakies. So i going to end here now and play Maple le, sowwies :( Kaes, byeees!"&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/9091649137628750929-8756061457409478901?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8756061457409478901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=8756061457409478901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8756061457409478901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/8756061457409478901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/warning-this-post-is-not-for-weak.html' title='WARNING: This post is NOT for weak hearts.'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9091649137628750929.post-6431775770925143264</id><published>2008-01-08T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:30:21.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlos all!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Arlos guys. FINALLY I CREATE A GODDAMN BLOG! WTF! That took long enuff de lor. Sian. Toopid computer and html crappies dun lemme put in my bloggieskin and now i must live wif this toopid bloggieskin! DARN! RAWR! So sad sia... Awww.... poor me :( BUT WHO CARES MAN? LOUSY THEN LOUSY LA! LIKE I GIB A DAMN LIKE THAT! Today very sian la... Nth happen lor... haiz. Nbm la... i stop here ba. Kaekaes. Bb all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;xD&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/9091649137628750929-6431775770925143264?l=i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6431775770925143264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9091649137628750929&amp;postID=6431775770925143264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/6431775770925143264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9091649137628750929/posts/default/6431775770925143264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-the-living-dead.blogspot.com/2008/01/arlos-all.html' title='Arlos all!'/><author><name>I Am The Lonely EMOKid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09364866714517582263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8_AgD0w68Ic/R4YjBrFY69I/AAAAAAAAADg/rDN6OtpYRtQ/S220/lalalalalalla.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
