<?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-5432363926688870936</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:50:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jing's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4301218766055108966</id><published>2009-01-13T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:17:53.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReLink :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok i have done settling my emotional problems. now to present to everyone my new blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:300;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://just4rants.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just4Rants!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4301218766055108966?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4301218766055108966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4301218766055108966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4301218766055108966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4301218766055108966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2009/01/relink-d.html' title='ReLink :D'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3033473350014554490</id><published>2008-12-15T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:00:55.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially closed on the 180th post.</title><content type='html'>blogged closed. i found somewhere else to rant.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to be link though . if you want to read feel free to ask me on msn. if you don't have my email its thisisnotjing@hotmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i stopped blogging here? cuz today is not longer a gift. but tomorrow will forever be a mystery. like . tml you will suddenly tio pang seh. or tml somebody will last minute ask you out. lLarhxszx. roarhorhor.(my new trademark, faster put chop first roarhorhor © 2008 by liu jing )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3033473350014554490?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3033473350014554490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3033473350014554490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3033473350014554490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3033473350014554490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/officially-closed-on-180th-post.html' title='officially closed on the 180th post.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7345389549811128613</id><published>2008-12-11T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:08:32.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not blogging anymore</title><content type='html'>damn moodless now. thinking about closing this blog. i should. its because im not who i am anymore. i can't say bhb sentence and laugh about it anymore. i tend to to be more reluctant throwing jokes. i've become so aware of my impression on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i guess its back to the my first non-corrupted and innocent self. . trying my best to be the gentlemen. and i shall no longer blog about what i do. or what i did. because humbleness is not meant to be told. and nobody credits themselves. self praise has never been a praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i'm emo. because its been some time since someone made me thought about myself so much. and i did. and i've made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  maybe i'll blog. but perhaps anoynamously. somewhere else. definately not advertising it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7345389549811128613?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7345389549811128613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7345389549811128613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7345389549811128613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7345389549811128613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-blogging-anymore.html' title='not blogging anymore'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-8274577494790973438</id><published>2008-12-09T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:25:58.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recitel 2008</title><content type='html'>O school recitel is finally over. now im finally free in the afternoons of Sundays. yeah! but it was really a good experience. better than last year. although i swear i wasted my chance to shine with a 4 eight solo. cuz theres no solo this year =(.. (cuz we got frigging 28 people instead of like 12). so no can do. or our performance would be at least 20mins long. if everyone gets a solo part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But overall i think that everyone improved a lot! everyone learnt from each other and *level-ded up* especially the girls. they came in and all they knew were fresno and waves. now they do it with their own feel (; and emerlyn( darren's sister) is DOPE :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yeh and also i think the popping group was the most high of all the genre. cuz we were like "singing"(cuz it sucks) our song and doing the routine in the rehearsal rooms. spastic shit. you can't blame us too cuz we love the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but maybe thats not the thing i want to blog about today. i shall blog about security guards. and how they always pretend they have a lot of authority when their just low down dogs. i mean im fine with those who are just trying to do their job. but don't TRY to abuse and end up looking like a sissy. all i did was climb over the side gate which locks at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here was the conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian guard : boy follow me to the guard house i need to write down your id&lt;br /&gt;me : dunwant. i want go sleep&lt;br /&gt;indian guard : just follow me to the guard house&lt;br /&gt;me : you call police. if the police bothers to come i follow you and give you my id&lt;br /&gt;indian guard : you force me to do this ah, i ask you nicely you dunwant. i dunwant to create trouble for you&lt;br /&gt;me : call lor. you call now.&lt;br /&gt;indian guard : *takes out phone*&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;indian guard: just gimme your id la i don't want to create trouble for you&lt;br /&gt;me : dunwant leh&lt;br /&gt;indian guard : you force me to do this..&lt;br /&gt;me : what? you sue me for breaking into my own premises lor.&lt;br /&gt;indian guard : *takes out specs to look at his phone* ( it seems that he doesnt know how to press 3 of the same numbers and then the green button after that )&lt;br /&gt;indian guard : just gimme your name ( before that he wanted to check my ic)&lt;br /&gt;me: writes down JASON.&lt;br /&gt;*walks off happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i'm not a racist. he really was a indian guard. and perhaps he might have been the racist one of trying to look for trouble with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you're working as a security guard? just admit that you're just following orders and maybe we'll be more cooperative. don't fucking try to use authority to scare me. because i know you don't have them. and i know what i am doing. fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit* damn the internet had problems last night. couldnt post.&lt;br /&gt;  but i feel damn lost now with the recital over. no more goals. im not really looking forward to syf cuz i don't like the dance? maybe i should give LOUD crew a look. idk. but it'll be a busy year next year. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-8274577494790973438?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/8274577494790973438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=8274577494790973438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8274577494790973438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8274577494790973438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/recitel-2008.html' title='recitel 2008'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5471871458100832363</id><published>2008-12-06T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:32:46.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyohyohyoh</title><content type='html'>tiring day, tiring sports, tiring games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer-ded, then basketball-ded, then cycle-ded home-ded, then maple-ded, then dota-ded . what a boring post. actually i dint bball much, cuz the simei sheltered court was taken to hold a competition, ok the match wasnt very exciting so i kinda doze off abit. there was also a buffet for players only? i dint know so i went to take? they dint ask questions until wei hao went.. im a little like. you ppl heightist siol :O but wtthheck free food. but i kinda feel bad now since its for the players. but wthheck there were left overs. and i'm not tall for nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw? its HARDD to cycle up a slope while long-pang-ing them. but i think its good leg MUSCLES trainning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i really don't get what girls are thinking sometimes. im sure most of the other guys think so too. one minute go like omgg. next minute they go like OMG with tears running down their cheeks. (just exaggerating an example) hmm i hope more guys than girls actually reads this. damnit. gotta have more male readers if i wanna actually express my feelings on what i think about girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm i shall talk about what i think about humans. Humans are discpicable. mind games. when ones able to control all of their emotions, its so easy to lie. hence a lot of the easy scams are usualy more sucessful online, and those face to faced scams? either their sneaky as hell? or the people are just too gullible. *blahblahblahblahblah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had no idea why i suddenly talked about that. complete random shit. maybe i'll do a proper one when i actually have a vocabular pool not one the size of a puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday's the big day. tml's the rehersals. so i better rest early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STqnCALE-5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/N0Km64qdSPk/s1600-h/3r2+Einstein.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STqnCALE-5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/N0Km64qdSPk/s320/3r2+Einstein.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276713566265998226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what the class was doing. rofl. gonna attempt to make everyone do it if we're gonna have a asknlearn stunt by the principle again. damn are we creative or what :O&lt;br /&gt;ps,s eric later on changed his nick to eric J.Einstein. but im too lazy to take another screen shot. and i also cropped in xhs name just to call him gay. Hows all that? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright headed blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5471871458100832363?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5471871458100832363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5471871458100832363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5471871458100832363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5471871458100832363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/aiyohyohyoh.html' title='aiyohyohyoh'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STqnCALE-5I/AAAAAAAAAN0/N0Km64qdSPk/s72-c/3r2+Einstein.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4418122045790383812</id><published>2008-12-06T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:38:42.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you let her take me from you..</title><content type='html'>does the song sound familiar? haha yeh. it sounds the same as Trey Songz - Can't help but wait. i prefer that version though. And i DID used it as my blog song about half a year ago. but now this song pretty much says what i wanted say about a month ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4418122045790383812?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4418122045790383812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4418122045790383812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4418122045790383812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4418122045790383812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-let-her-take-me-from-you.html' title='if you let her take me from you..'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4530729274821934387</id><published>2008-12-06T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:02:49.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 bucks worth</title><content type='html'>Went down to Orchard with the guys.. err no wait. not the guys. i went down with .. xh, lok, daph, cat/kat, xm, darren, yun chou(melvin), leslie, damien and er.. i think thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Leslie invited us to some POD (people of destiny) party. Anyone remembers the group of people who dropped by our school last year? hmm. ahwell. at least im sure the 2r5 people does. cuz their PoD instructor was... tsktsk. you people.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, yeh it was some concert and had like games and prizes. And after a dance performance by the LOUD crew. dunno what happened before that. i got sabo-ded by Catherine/Katherinee and daphene to go up and dance. Then like at first abit pai seh la. and v rush. but i kinda used to love that song!(closer - neyo) so yeh i felt the groove, and i think i dint do too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then after that photo taking, stupid fools i only said she was cute, don't have to say i want her number :O although i never say i don't wait it either. XD ty la hor you 2. But no im not gonna treat you 2 desert unless something happens kay :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And i kinda like going out with these peeps. Although sometimes the conversations maybe get obscene AND loud on the MRT.(rofl) faster do a pose for the stompers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and we had one picture. its kinda blury on daphne's blog. the guy probably was shaking his hands. or maybe the photo quality dropped. nvm i shall upload it another day. tsktsk till then! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4530729274821934387?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4530729274821934387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4530729274821934387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4530729274821934387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4530729274821934387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/8-bucks-worth.html' title='8 bucks worth'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1935368893618705329</id><published>2008-12-04T12:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:25:36.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess this is goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Ever since i saw you the first time, i thought that you were the one, and that we would be together forever, many people wanted you too, but i wanted you the most. how you light up my life. how you always there for me to help me choose where to go. what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was a fool to think that you would come so easily. i should have known i wasn't good enough for you. You were too HOT. And i couldn't stand it. how you always seem to brush my hands off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day at the show. i remembered your boss. i went back to look for him.. but he told me to let go. get a new one.. so i guess.. this is goodbye.. my x6-287D mouse. stupid made in china overheating mouse. im getting a new one to help me click my dota items. to help me buy my scrolls. and maybe it will not be so hot and stop over heating. and although it may not be 25 bucks. i hope it'll be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta get a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do what to do. she asked me out on friday. but i agreed to go to the party with my friends at night. crap. Please change the date girl? or make it earlier :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sarah [ yeh but now its broken ';,,;' ]&lt;br /&gt;alison : oh crap . didnt see that. [:&lt;br /&gt;huiwen : OH YOU BETTER BEEEE. cuz im not happy &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;jonas : rofl tissue paper!@!@! yeh that would probably fit perfectly. unless it some hows rain then.. OUCH ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1935368893618705329?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1935368893618705329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1935368893618705329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1935368893618705329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1935368893618705329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-guess-this-is-goodbye.html' title='i guess this is goodbye.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-8524685974525558302</id><published>2008-12-01T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:40:08.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pillows and fighting. !@!@</title><content type='html'>just got home from lyvia's chalet. and not really dead tired. cause we end up sleeping after a royal rumble of pillow fight in the dark. its really rofl-ing watching people spin in circles whacking nobody. haha. dead tired. and whoever jumps onto the bed always gets owned. i rmb the first time there... like 7 shadows. keep raising and lowering their pillows on my face. my gawd!@!@ OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and that was just one of the main events ytd(or today..) cuz we were at the Hong Kong restaurant until like 2.. before going back to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. the day before i was supposed to go over alr. but i didn't and i regretted! missed so much!@!@! but nvm. at least i went today. cuz the day before was roller-blading with rachel and xue min. haha great fun. cept that it was damn tiring when you have not touched your five-year-old blades for damn long @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. shall rent my blades instead the next time. it was 9 alr ytd. so we just cabbed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the recitle T-shirts are out. and they are sexy purple with lime green!@! and its dope. Except its supposed to read Funk You. but it really seems to read Funk God. Or sometimes the other four lettered F word , god. and its really ouch ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT .. MOST IMPOTANT OF ALL. I DINT KNOW THE MOUSE I BOUGHT WAS TIHS SEXY!@!@! my god it changes to 7 colours every few seconds. damn sexy. omfg. its too tiring getting the pictures one by one though. so i just got it off the net. and i assure you. the blue, the purple the green and the red. SEXY AS HELL@!@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STNqE1mZYJI/AAAAAAAAANk/qUh1KlJNaGY/s1600-h/g+laser+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STNqE1mZYJI/AAAAAAAAANk/qUh1KlJNaGY/s320/g+laser+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274676219921129618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STNqE9UvcfI/AAAAAAAAANc/uOV2ZQaqxhA/s1600-h/G+laser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STNqE9UvcfI/AAAAAAAAANc/uOV2ZQaqxhA/s320/G+laser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274676221994562034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STNqcU99D2I/AAAAAAAAANs/v6HFrQiR0o0/s1600-h/g+laser+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STNqcU99D2I/AAAAAAAAANs/v6HFrQiR0o0/s320/g+laser+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274676623478427490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know... its not awesome.. its MORE AWESOME THAN AWSEOME(quotes from stephanie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-8524685974525558302?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/8524685974525558302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=8524685974525558302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8524685974525558302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8524685974525558302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/12/pillows-and-fighting.html' title='pillows and fighting. !@!@'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/STNqE1mZYJI/AAAAAAAAANk/qUh1KlJNaGY/s72-c/g+laser+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-907500348570166739</id><published>2008-11-28T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:50:24.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floor The Love Pictures!</title><content type='html'>wooh i found some pictures. didn't know these shots were taking while i was competing. though their not very glamarous. at least they bring memories. and it was a great experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O7LYjJPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/BhkI20ulEhM/s1600-h/jing+popping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O7LYjJPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/BhkI20ulEhM/s320/jing+popping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379729760789746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O7dPVWXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/4c5XsEO_ewM/s1600-h/Popping+jing+ftl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O7dPVWXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/4c5XsEO_ewM/s320/Popping+jing+ftl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379734553975154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O68WjSmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/xfnv86QkMiI/s1600-h/jing+floor+the+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O68WjSmI/AAAAAAAAAMc/xfnv86QkMiI/s320/jing+floor+the+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379725725878882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O6r_icfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sT-YjGbMTg0/s1600-h/FTL+jing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O6r_icfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sT-YjGbMTg0/s320/FTL+jing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379721334387186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O6E6JoHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/F5dFQNAy4y4/s1600-h/floor+the+love+tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O6E6JoHI/AAAAAAAAAMM/F5dFQNAy4y4/s320/floor+the+love+tag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273379710842806386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh thats justin btw. my partner. picture of us doing a tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  just remembered i have not even touched or seen my homework. i promised myself i would do it during December, and i hope i would do them!!! and theres dance tml. If only i was able to make all sissy moves look manly. damn . how great that would be ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hums under my umbrella ela ela eheheh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh which reminds me of the stupid spoof .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Xb3bDwE9jQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Xb3bDwE9jQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny crap. i rate it nc16 though. small boys/girls don't watch it.&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/5432363926688870936-907500348570166739?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/907500348570166739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=907500348570166739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/907500348570166739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/907500348570166739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/floor-love-pictures.html' title='Floor The Love Pictures!'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS7O7LYjJPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/BhkI20ulEhM/s72-c/jing+popping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1926752275144521530</id><published>2008-11-26T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:05:27.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging now.</title><content type='html'>first of all. LMAO AT THE VIDEO AT &lt;a href="http://ilovemybod.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wei Hao's&lt;/a&gt; blog. do take a look. An example to what happens when an auntie's mouth too big. and a 30 year old women looks cheena and wears a mini skirt. total pwnage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i haven't been blogging these days cuz i don't got the time lahh my god. and i havent gotten the pictures from sarah (yeo) . but i won't explain the things in details. but just understand that kayaking and then playing basketball in the rain, and then playing indoor soccer at people's chalet. is damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me and wei hao are damn pro at finding ulu ulu places in bugis . Shall update more when i'm not so tired. and when i get the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i love dancing with umbrellas O_O even though its DAMN GAY. z0mgs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*picture update*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; not in any form of order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KFC. look at jia (and also look at my hair, im loving it even more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AWnqrT0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/JtZe3a6HJYE/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AWnqrT0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/JtZe3a6HJYE/s320/IMG_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273011864814178114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing twisto. however we just started and everyone's slacking(one of the more glamarous pictures when playing twisto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AXBPFwmI/AAAAAAAAAME/Qq5AesCN1FI/s1600-h/IMG_0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AXBPFwmI/AAAAAAAAAME/Qq5AesCN1FI/s320/IMG_0291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273011871677792866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bus ride back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AWKJKKlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8HKtUAzlA1I/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AWKJKKlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8HKtUAzlA1I/s320/IMG_0285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273011856888965714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot with the instructor who eerily resembles mr Hazmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AV4G4SSI/AAAAAAAAALs/6p2JKRaTNLU/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AV4G4SSI/AAAAAAAAALs/6p2JKRaTNLU/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273011852047567138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-WuLHDMI/AAAAAAAAALk/HE6nJFD3QAI/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-WuLHDMI/AAAAAAAAALk/HE6nJFD3QAI/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273009667537571010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe sarah took a this picture! haha. i was fooling around. but &lt;3 my paddle :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-VzicmAI/AAAAAAAAALc/xXb1hwOwxf8/s1600-h/IMG_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-VzicmAI/AAAAAAAAALc/xXb1hwOwxf8/s320/IMG_0244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273009651797760002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a list of things i wanted to say while doing this..&lt;br /&gt;SHINNKUU ADUKEN!&lt;br /&gt;DIE MR HAZMI DIE!&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just.&lt;br /&gt;gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-VW0FGGI/AAAAAAAAALU/Oggkw_Gymms/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-VW0FGGI/AAAAAAAAALU/Oggkw_Gymms/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273009644087089250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my solo kayak. its damn easy to get on this thing when it capsizes! cuz its like a sit-on-top instead of a cockpit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-VLfrqII/AAAAAAAAALM/v091phUpmYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-VLfrqII/AAAAAAAAALM/v091phUpmYQ/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273009641048746114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;testing our PFD(personal floatation device) aka life vest/jacket/ugly orange jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-UgFcF3I/AAAAAAAAALE/1D20JBanOjo/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS1-UgFcF3I/AAAAAAAAALE/1D20JBanOjo/s320/IMG_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273009629395949426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s. we did some activities where we formed a raft with our kayaks. but i don't have the pictures! DAMN (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tag replies :&lt;br /&gt;Jonas! : yeah i thought of her writing this... JUST KIDDING :O&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Yeo : lol hi! (; faster peekchers peekchas!!&lt;br /&gt;jie jie : where got lah :O i where got sooo baaad :o&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn : Blog le Blog le! haiyo! hehehs (; not strong la . i so skinny -_-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1926752275144521530?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1926752275144521530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1926752275144521530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1926752275144521530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1926752275144521530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/blogging-now.html' title='blogging now.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SS2AWnqrT0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/JtZe3a6HJYE/s72-c/IMG_0288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6583973158880460867</id><published>2008-11-24T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:57:48.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weirt dreams</title><content type='html'>since i just got dc-ded from a game ( cuz i tried custom kicking when im not the host. back fired lmao ) . and that i got like time before i go for dance practice, i shall do a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  recently have been nothing but dota dota dota. cept for sunday. Recitle practice was great. learnt some dope Hip Hop and New Style moves. its crazy. i still can't really get the few. but i'll practice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but thats not the thing i wanna talk about. i've been having crazy dreams these days. featuring people i know. and its like a different person every night. And theres even a story line. And one dream i could rmb how smart i was. making the door seemed lock when i only twisted the handle ( cuz the lock is some Minus shape thingy, so i twist it, it would become verticle, hence it looked "locked" ) anyhoo.. i can't make sense of these dreams lol. and NO they don't contain sex. or did they? wait i don't know.. SHIT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  anyway in one of the dreams i was told this nonsense about how people who dress like sluts to get attention, even though they succeed the attention that they recieve mostly come from perverts. something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but doesn't really matter to me as long as its not my wife. if you're looking for a decent man. do note that his looking for a decent woman :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but if you want to have a fling. feel free to wear a table cloth. no ones stopping you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6583973158880460867?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6583973158880460867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6583973158880460867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6583973158880460867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6583973158880460867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/weirt-dreams.html' title='weirt dreams'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3457651216446116275</id><published>2008-11-19T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:59:53.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/" title="IQ Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l152.gif" alt="IQ Test" border="0" width="200" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a title="IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net/"&gt;IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao. saw alot of ppl have this on their blogs showing off how their IQs are 140 or something. well im 152. boohooo :O yay me. im a genius or something lmao.&lt;br /&gt;and that there was some chart showing that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence Interval Cognitive Designation&lt;br /&gt;40 - 54 Severely challenged (Less than 1% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;55 - 69 Challenged (2.3% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;70 - 84 Below average&lt;br /&gt;85 - 114 Average (68% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;115 - 129 Above average&lt;br /&gt;130 - 144 Gifted (2.3% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;145 - 159 Genius (Less than 1% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;160 - 175 Extraordinary genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think the test is inaccurate lah. cannot be 152 de lah. where got lidat one. if lidat it would be rainning cats and dogs le.. siann..&lt;br /&gt;ITS SUPPOSED TO BE FRICKING 175 instead lah please. fools..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jk. yeah i don't think im smart. because before this i have taken a 40 question IQ test. but i ran out of patience and anyhow complete it. ended up with like 127 or something. 152. fake lah -_- maybe i started to see the pattern after a while. maybe they need to generate better questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOO.. moving on. Today went to KBOX!! w00ts . not woots because we went there. but w00Ts cuz we got the VIP ROOM! ahahaha! owned. it was meant for 70 ppl . but i think the cashier saw that since wei hao was such a good looking butch, that hj and Priscilla made such a good lesbian couple. and concluded i was gay. they let us have it! (actually is no more room lah. but HUSH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its BIG. i tell you. HUGE. and i was acting cool with the popping cap and bandana. very cool leh. wait ah i show you pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2tYvjoEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MBDd5pSnKRA/s1600-h/19112008782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2tYvjoEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MBDd5pSnKRA/s320/19112008782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397617294254146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2tvWwi8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/mPDz-ydrl3E/s1600-h/19112008779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2tvWwi8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/mPDz-ydrl3E/s320/19112008779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397623364258754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what you see when you enter the room. HUGE RIGHT I TOLD YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2uB4aSTI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9zfLSoogyTM/s1600-h/19112008784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2uB4aSTI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9zfLSoogyTM/s320/19112008784.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397628337244466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the group! pris, hj, me, wh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2t-8wRmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ASlJQA0I2zE/s1600-h/19112008778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2t-8wRmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ASlJQA0I2zE/s320/19112008778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270397627550156386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another picture of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   dint take much photos though. cuz we were chionging singing. haha started off with Nan yong ! ended with like some angela zhang/chang/whatever song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and i lost the joystick of my phone on the bus -.- stupid itchy hands. FOOL. now need use pen to poke. nvm feels like using palm top! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3457651216446116275?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3457651216446116275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3457651216446116275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3457651216446116275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3457651216446116275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-iqtest.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SSQ2tYvjoEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MBDd5pSnKRA/s72-c/19112008782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3161713815603497733</id><published>2008-11-18T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:58:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid work sickness</title><content type='html'>im beginning to talk like some old china bastard. repeating each of my sentences. ending my sentences with i think. (but at least its not also). then i'll be a china bastard instead talking like one. cuz they just sound like "the tree has leaves and bark also" instead of " the tree has leaves and also bark" but i say " the tree has leaves and also bark. i think" which sounds gayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I used to laugh at people repeating their setences(the korea tour guide. and some promoters) and realise i start doing that too -.- i guess sometimes we just have drag some time to let our thoughts flow before we can continue. its not our fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, sales today was way better then yesterday(its the last day what you expect) people attempt to grab last minute prices. and we still sell the same and tell them its the last minute price(; tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Working these few days have thought me a lot. It gaved me a better understanding of the business and marketing world. And some shallow glimpse of how dirty people get in the business world. Pushing the blame on orders. Trying to get other people to do their dirty jobs so they can keep their hands clean(may you bastards rot in hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ps. we guys don't like staring at other guys that we know, but are not very familiar with play badminton and sweat. Neither do most girls i think. (there i go again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3161713815603497733?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3161713815603497733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3161713815603497733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3161713815603497733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3161713815603497733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-work-sickness.html' title='stupid work sickness'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1418993601026034194</id><published>2008-11-17T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:14:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoymous</title><content type='html'>blog song .. was supposed to be dedicated to certain people. budden now. no need le. LOL cuz i know their names. its so good if you get more than one chance to see a person. In the future, its only a one chance thing and 4minutes is all you've got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  anyway. bloody coffee girls all so old and look so young. wth and i so young look so old. i thought i was older then them and they thought the same too. but we have an age gap of 3 years wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and they live so far far far away. so from now on. note. do not judge a book by its cover is always right. and never assume people from work live near you. because they live at least a one hour bus ride away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  anyway tml is my last day!!! w00ts. budden everyone else are overseas -.- either in korea/hong kong/japan. and a certain person is going malaysia also. nobody pei me. only got tian + wei hao and donnervan who doesnt seem to exsist during the holidays. (stupid all rounder noob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so this is what it means to take a look at the ocean filled with bigger fishes. how not to sacrifice a whole forest for one tree.&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/5432363926688870936-1418993601026034194?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1418993601026034194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1418993601026034194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1418993601026034194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1418993601026034194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/annoymous.html' title='Annoymous'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2106467764705696991</id><published>2008-11-15T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:00:15.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>workworkworkworkworkwork</title><content type='html'>day 2. but today was dammmnn rush morning had SLY . then i had to leave halfway for FTL . i know. very similar names. yet so different. SLY ( student learning festival ) FTL ( floor the love ).&lt;br /&gt;not a very disappointing day though. got passed the prelims and won one round into the top 8! budden . haiya. not really counted lah. we had our first rounds easy. whereas people like martin and wei long had harder opponents. but it was still fun! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  also here are the Top 5 ways i have learnt from people to avoid promoters ! and we shall count it down backwards shall we?&lt;br /&gt;number 5 - these people are slightly friendly. they smile and say its okay&lt;br /&gt;number 4 - pretends not to hear you and continues eating their chin chow/beef steak depending on what they have in hand&lt;br /&gt;number 3 - totally ignores you as if you're not there.&lt;br /&gt;number 2 - says they use the product before and it doesnt work even when they haven't taken a single look at the DAMNED LABELS!&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least. our champion people-who-avoid-promoters ... areee&lt;br /&gt;people who says "bu yong xie xie" ( no need thank you. ) and dont even look at you. the way i hear it is.. "bu yong, wo ye bu yong ni jiang xie xie" ( dont want. and dont need you to say thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats all. other then the girl who gives me a full cup of coffee whenever i go there. haha. makes my boring day much more.. not enjoyable. but .. refreshing i guess. cuz got KOPI. with CAFFINE. and its BROWN and i cannot think of anything else that describes coffee.. ok.. maybe it smells good.. and its hot.. and it burns your tounge at times.. and its brown.. did i mention that it contains caffine? .... and and and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2106467764705696991?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2106467764705696991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2106467764705696991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2106467764705696991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2106467764705696991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/workworkworkworkworkwork.html' title='workworkworkworkworkwork'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5071284740461603864</id><published>2008-11-14T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:31:32.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>workaholic</title><content type='html'>just kidding. work sucked today. cause sales was lowww too damn low T_T my moonnaeee.. crapp&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes. when you carry a pamphlet people walk pass you as if there is a 2 metre invisible force field around you and also that you're ignroed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  its those people who smile politely and say no thank you to make me able to continue working there. because its not easy facing old people and only people. cuz the blardy boofed shifted place. but nvm! im having a new collegue tml ! and i've made a new friend already. i think his name was hao kiat. w00t i rmbed. hope he doesnt get fired in the morning tml. seems like a nice guy. not ah bengish. w00ts. and he shall be someone at least of 20 years of age gap! at last! his 16 btw. and the boss's eldest daughter is 15... Lol.. and a younger daughter whom i forgot how she look like. but i think shes in hong kong with her skuul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  then the blardy orange juice people. from so far also come ka jiao boss to buy expensive orange juice. 2 dollars for sour stuffs + ice! and 3 bucks if you dont want no ice! Z0MG STOP SCAMMING ME PEOPLE. ;o i'd rather take the free coffee opposite my stall. the coffee girl always give me big big cup one. haha and i think when she promote coffee very cute. Must be cause of her bracers. haha. budden i think she taken lah. after work straight away call people. SIAN :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; bleahs. work first. work first. fun later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5071284740461603864?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5071284740461603864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5071284740461603864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5071284740461603864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5071284740461603864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/workaholic.html' title='workaholic'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7967400899771584433</id><published>2008-11-13T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:15:41.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for once. i'm getting sick of food.</title><content type='html'>Few weeks before i was starving myself for some cash. which was when i was crazy for food. i mean. who can eat before you leave house. and still have 2 bowls of taiwanese beef balls noodle, one at a food court and another bowl at a restaurant? but now. 3 breads and im full. might be because of the humongous ulcer i have growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  knowing that. recently went for another some alucard buffet with my sister and her boyfriend. oh and my parents. the place.. i guess isn't really worth introducing unless you're frigging hungry. $38++/adult . its like free flow of ordering and gives one bowl of shark fin. but there are some maximums. the oysters. although are HUGE i mean it. the size of your fists! and fresh! only limited to 10. aww so sad. who cares. i dont eat them. although i almost did. Then i ate another frickin prawn. this one was larger. With chili the taste is just covered. however. it still sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of prawns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  WILL PRAWN LOVERS STOP HARRASSING ME TO TRY A PRAWN. BIG/SMALL . SUCKS. i already did try. i tried the big and the small. only if you're paying me good dollar alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  other than the free flow of SASHIMI (shiok ah) but sian only ate 2 plates. but i guess it is still A LOT. and the mango pudding. ate like 5 bowls of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i don't think anything much is gonna happen the next few days cause im gonna start work.. or not. god knows what happens when i went to work the last time. gahh won't be that lucky . or sway. and then theres also open house which i dont think i can fricking make it! MY GOD THAT MEANS CANNOT PULL MALE JUNIORS. zomgs -.- cuz of stupid Floor The Love. 2on2 popping competition. do come and support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and tian came to me and like. liu jing you damn popular. my friend asked "you know liu jing?" then the guy wants to learn popping from you. just want to say that. i would be willing to teach. however i really aint that good. and it shall be proven on sunday. speaking of learning popping. That day sessioning at my condo. some girl came and asked to learn from me and justin. but crap we were running late and forgot to leave our numbers ! :( its okay. fate will decide everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  sigh compeition's on saturday. have to miss work. and saturday .. my god all the commission!!! NOOO SHIT LAAAAAAA... this better be worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  cuz i still owe catherine 10 bucks for the challet. hmm.. maybe if they don't read this and i dont tell them they will forget . mwahahahahaha... ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ohhohh and lai li(sister's boyfriend) was like liu jing we bring go thai club. not to learn bad things okay. its to understand the thai culture. ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 random facts of the day&lt;br /&gt;1 -  jonas is going clubbing later. to freestyle .... then grind girls. (you bastard :O)&lt;br /&gt;2 - If one were to sneeze when someone misses them. liu jing is gonna sneeze the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;3 - bhbing is healthy&lt;br /&gt;4 - liu jing is bhb&lt;br /&gt;5 - bhb = bloody hot/handsome boy/bastard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7967400899771584433?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7967400899771584433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7967400899771584433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7967400899771584433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7967400899771584433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-once-im-getting-sick-of-food.html' title='for once. i&apos;m getting sick of food.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2336851373986150141</id><published>2008-11-09T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:46:32.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funk is in my blood</title><content type='html'>just got home dead tired. and decided to check some stuffs before i sleep. and Justin just told me what i missed today. FUCK IT! walan eh. i was having the feeling the whole day to go lahh. then last minute change of plan. end up eating some expensive dinner. 30 dollars FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  _|_ you seoul garden china workers. say 25 then got error. should have just left the place if it wasn't for the sake of ooh jing and derrick's face. and FUCK i won't be able to make it next week. i dont even care if i get fired from my job anymore. i want to fucking dance. and i fucking mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  plus floor the love is next week. screwed. one last session with justin. but maybe i'll improve a little more when i finally get to see jonas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jonas. And theres also someone i miss quite alot. but i have got to give myself a chance. because i've given &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; too many tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last two months of my secondary 3 life. and last 4 months of being 15. lets make it worth while. though its not like im gonna be 18. but every year should be made memorable. *prays hard*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2336851373986150141?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2336851373986150141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2336851373986150141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2336851373986150141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2336851373986150141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/funk-is-in-my-blood.html' title='Funk is in my blood'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1658734090386368918</id><published>2008-11-07T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:31:57.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you just have to believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just wanna bitch about a few things before i leave my house. don't think my fingers would have the energy to type anything else by the time i come back. PLUS we were playing 3 hours of basketball straight. And i'm starting to get my appetite back. woohoo! must be because of the extra money in my pocket. Oh and the free food of cause (; took yun qi's share of wushu's free food. and also miss zubaida treated her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAVOURITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; class pizza the day before! ( yes she is very baiiiyussss) just kidding. we did good for our end of year paper okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait didnt i say i was about to bitch about something? don't remember anything. lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes. and i feel guys use too much vulgarities in their vocabulary. too often that it doesn't have the punch anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy can say ....  *do close your eyes if you're under 15*&lt;br /&gt;"knnccbpukimapalabutofuck."&lt;br /&gt;and a girl only has to say "Go to hell" which gives equal or sometimes even more punch to it depending on the tone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another example would probably be "may you rot in hell, and .. *really stop reading if you dont want to get offended. im just stating an example* when your family would burn in a fire, your sister go out kenna rape your brother go out kenna hoot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : " fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its that easy. maybe guys should stop using so much profound vulgarities and learn some chim chim way to insult a person. that way we can save the saliva when we're mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ends abruptly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit update*&lt;br /&gt;just got home from crashing wushu's camp. ouwie. didn't really crash much haha. but ivan sure did. it was like he was one of them when i got there. but i just played half naked basketball in the dark where no one would see me. where yun qi and samantha would ask who the hell am i.&lt;br /&gt;my reply? "you just need to know i'm handsome" (read the blog title before you complain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway basketball at night is fun. you FEEL the ball boucing around you. and feel the rim. which is great cuz i dont have to look up. cuz i looks the same everywhere, BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to 209 to play basketball with the wushu people . did i mention wei hao crashed the camp as well? oops. anyway got to better terms with jane now ( i think) at least we're not so hostile anymore.&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/5432363926688870936-1658734090386368918?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1658734090386368918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1658734090386368918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1658734090386368918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1658734090386368918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-just-have-to-believe.html' title='you just have to believe.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5430291681042764240</id><published>2008-11-06T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:30:40.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dangg</title><content type='html'>my psp is now like a 4gig mp3 with a tennis game. thats all it is. since i have deleted practically the rest of the games. and also i no longer have an ipod. Good Bye DjMax. I dont need you anymore. if want to hit some beats. i can hit the parkay floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall wreck my brains during the weekends trying to mix a song for the open house performance ( i really hope i get some MALE juniors ) and at the same time try to stuff my new 10 gig collection of song, music, and beats into like 3.4 gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang. if only mp3s came with the memories of hard disks. or like they can make some mp3 play msuic from hard disk. that would be awesome. 120 gig of gayshit. maybe play some videos. which i was just given 20gig worth of. damnit. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i would be able to go clubbing soon. even if i would. i would just save the draft for 2 years . before i'll be able to repost. teehee. not really come FEBRUARY FOURTH thats. 4/2 or feb 4th or 4th february. 2009 two thousand and nine. i would be 16 and would be entitled to so much more new priviledges. bwahaha. but still. the thing that age restricts me the most now is only driving! roar. i shall try a truck and ram everything in my way if i fail to get my liscense. IM SERIOUS... i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then theres also this unbeliveable liar. want to bhb then must use ppl name defend them one.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SRL-LUWV0vI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T8VB-YOkbiU/s1600-h/pamela+you+liar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SRL-LUWV0vI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T8VB-YOkbiU/s320/pamela+you+liar.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265550384743961330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BHB people should just learn to be proud of it. and be as proud of it. I shall be the first to stand up for us people. and i've already got some recruits :O dear zhi wei is offlined now. so bohoo . and pamela has to change it to the bhb instead of the best. (oh and if you read carefully at the enlarged picture. yes im talking to a emo emo saddist.. boohoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see potential bhb ppl like xiang hao and tian hoe too :O&lt;br /&gt;and my comp is finally up now. this means more peekchas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH please note. tickets are on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O school recitle. 8th december 2008&lt;br /&gt;$15 or $20 on actually day.&lt;br /&gt;grab your tickets today.&lt;br /&gt;more info on. www.oschool.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come and support :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5430291681042764240?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5430291681042764240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5430291681042764240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5430291681042764240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5430291681042764240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/dangg.html' title='dangg'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SRL-LUWV0vI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T8VB-YOkbiU/s72-c/pamela+you+liar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2498901896217941568</id><published>2008-11-05T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:00:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there isnt a need for a title.</title><content type='html'>case closed ( FINALLY ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. your last attempt to spite me? was weak.&lt;br /&gt;so i should leave my comments to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to vent out my anger when i got home? but. there aint any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2498901896217941568?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2498901896217941568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2498901896217941568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2498901896217941568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2498901896217941568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-isnt-need-for-title.html' title='there isnt a need for a title.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3777432298876918841</id><published>2008-11-03T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:39:53.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wanna jump</title><content type='html'>i so miss the days being naive and just wanting to have fun. Not like the current so stressed-up me. Caring too much about morals. making my life so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  thats why i'm playing maple story &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;  but also the fact that i find myself too stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;  so many things out there that i wish to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3777432298876918841?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3777432298876918841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3777432298876918841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3777432298876918841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3777432298876918841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-wanna-jump.html' title='i just wanna jump'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-8184374254094459510</id><published>2008-10-30T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:40:01.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny things that i wanna rant about.</title><content type='html'>time to blog.. * clears throat *&lt;br /&gt;basketball. yay. soccer. okay la. badminton. omfg hand cram. but still fun.&lt;br /&gt;been playing basketball during recess these few days ALOT. In the hot sun. with occasional blowing of the winds. i can feel it brushing against my sloped right sideburns. and nothing on my left side of the head. dope hair *tada first bhb in 1 paragraph*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and wei hao's barber/hairdresser described next year's trendier's hair. and it completely matches the black srings on my head * BHB AGAIN *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway basketball. was. kind of a i curse you and you curse me thing today. we were shouting names to harass the person shooting for ABC. and here were the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Donnervan - i would say moh heng yee jun and he would miraculously score the damned ball. however if we dont say anything he usually doesnts score..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Hao - a few of his ex's name. - miss.&lt;br /&gt;                  scores when nobody says anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Hao - sharifamanta. (sharifah and samantha) owned. completely out of range.&lt;br /&gt;                   - But however he won the game after giving some imba speech about something that i have spamming him to try and get him to miss. ( yes we are very sore losers, but actually we're just guys with huge egos. don't mind us..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me. - whenever i tried to act cool. the ball would fly no where near the rim.&lt;br /&gt;        - however when they started shouting names from huiwen to the girl at the macdonalds or some random girl the ball gets attracted to the middle of the hoop like a magnet.&lt;br /&gt;however there were 2 taboo names though one my current lover ( really? you really still think so? ) the other is like. hehehe *smiles to myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my frigging comp crashed today. PEK CEK DAOOOOOOOO want jump down my house. which i did. Except i didnt die. because i live on the first floor. WAKAKAKKAKA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self :" never follow a 2006 pc guide when its 2008"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i'm a little pissed right now. thinking that i should have stuck with my decision. i should be happy because 2 consecutive relief teachers came in and called me handsome. AND I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING( ok maybe i did a little to the 2nd teacher but still ) the first teacher just came to me and like eh handsome. :O *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note... ( click to to zoom )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SQmeutiMFuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/q0DCnYtmBFk/s1600-h/what.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SQmeutiMFuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/q0DCnYtmBFk/s320/what.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262912164893300450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no i don't do students for a living. nor Professionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'll guess i won't remove this part of the post..  you like me? love me? really? *bleeeeep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LIULIN%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-8184374254094459510?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/8184374254094459510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=8184374254094459510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8184374254094459510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8184374254094459510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-things-that-i-wanna-rant-about.html' title='funny things that i wanna rant about.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SQmeutiMFuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/q0DCnYtmBFk/s72-c/what.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6301609509435375168</id><published>2008-10-26T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:12:04.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remedy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this post has nothing to do with remedy. blame my primary school teacher for not teaching me how to think of proper titles for my blog entries.&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:130%;"&gt;its been almost a year. there were many first times this year. and i think i have grown a lot more both physicaly and mentally. Sure i could still be so childish and immature at times. because sometimes being old and mature means BORING.&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;such as me almost wanting to elaborate on what i've read about the recent stock market and how people laughed at peter shriff now his having the last laugh. poor poor earth economy (except for frigging china ) *coughCheapLabourcough. prices of every single shit is dropping. i think i should really read up on these stuffs. so i won't get cheated in the future.&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;dance totally sucked today. it was like as if wei long was messing with the shuffle mode. cuz how the hell am i suppose to pop to frigging jazz music or a techno which has no special sounds?! OMFGGG. anyway i blame my inability to adapt.&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 also. im really just jumping around random topics and not elaborating on anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so now lets go back on track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year just flew past like a rocket powered toy car. Probably because of something or someone i had. and to think of the seniors... in one year time. i would be in their spot. where they are now. mugging like crazy. no wait. 11months. cuz now is their exam period. OH jebus wthheck.. on a side note my computer is on its way to recovery. and i starting to think that it is nothing for me to be celebrating about. yes i could go back to my games. sure. do my daily somethings. with the computer. but. its just not it anymore. i've got one year. ONE YEAR LEFT 365 days. 8760 hours. 525600 minutes. 31536000 seconds and you don't want me to go into milliseconds! oh and also if its a leap year it would be 366 days! 87884 hours and i do not want to bore with anymore numbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. its time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;WAKE UP YOU FOOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS NERDING TIME&lt;br /&gt;KOWER PANGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TEENAGE BLOODY HANDSOME SMALL BOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6301609509435375168?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6301609509435375168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6301609509435375168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6301609509435375168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6301609509435375168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/10/remedy.html' title='remedy.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3828785284812235109</id><published>2008-10-19T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:49:56.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reason why i'm still skin and bones</title><content type='html'>ever since i was five or maybe six. i've always been skin and bones. As i used to be chubby when i was younger. the skin my face is just so damn easy to pull. and sometimes i think my detached ear lobes are the results of my mischief in kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Why am i still so skinny? i decided to go into investigation of my daily life and activities that causes my anorexic appearance. maybe its the lack of nutrients because of some reasons which i dont want to say cause i'm afraid that the current school canteen vendors reads my blog and are able to read English and finds out that i was going to say that their food are too expensive and service just sucks (yes i know they don't include gst) only non fried things are the noodles/porridge and finally THE FOOD SUCKS. black pepper sauce is like.. brown ... you know what. and i think they took out the chicken from their chicken porridge cause it just tastes like chicken porridge without chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but its okay. i am not going to say what i just said if not the vendors will stare at me. but i must say that when they first came to work here. i kinda liked the first badge of catering vendors. then after this cheena woman came everything changed. you're such a word that starts with b and rhymes with ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Another factor is perhaps where i live. and how i live. Every single day. i have to walk that ridiculously long stretch of road into my house like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;500metres&lt;/span&gt;. i think i finished burning my lunch before i even digested them. And also. my father acts cute and buys a double Decker bed. and of course i was young didnt know anything so i choose the upper deck cause i thought that it was fun. turns out. its a fat burning machine. climbing up and down before sleeping and waking up. everyday of my life for like 6 years. i think it could burn at least 1 month of meals worth of energy. z0mgosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so i think the reason why i'm so skinny is not because i play basketball/soccer everyday. oh and i also like to dance around. BUT because the food served in school SUCKS and my parents should just get a new house. or maybe i should start working and move out after NS. great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Reminder : 6 meals a day six meals a day!@!@!@! high carbs high protein diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3828785284812235109?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3828785284812235109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3828785284812235109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3828785284812235109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3828785284812235109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/10/reason-why-im-still-skin-and-bones.html' title='reason why i&apos;m still skin and bones'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4562473790414742088</id><published>2008-10-17T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:37:14.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ughh</title><content type='html'>the school has no idea how to plan post exam activities..&lt;br /&gt;especially sending us ( 3r2 ) to the engineering firm for 1 frigging hour. first of all the smell stinks. secondly we take computer studies and also PoA. and its super no link for half the class. even CS learn about keying in scripts for net profits and other shit. the only interesting there was probably the employee's calanders. such an eye candy for us guys 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the speeches yesterday. were okay. cept they were for the whole frigging day and im sure everyone's butts became numb. so school. we do need some exercise. and how do you expect us to not go anywhere if you "allowed" us 30mins interval which turned out to be 5mins? so we just came back late. and you have to scream at us like some pms bitch and then suddenly act like nothing happened and continued talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note . i think i am very a&lt;br /&gt;Bloody&lt;br /&gt;Handsome&lt;br /&gt;Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on. being so frigging smart today. me ivan wei hao ran off at 10.30 while others had to listen to boring fire safety. but actually i think we're the ones who need to listen to the talk. *has a flash back* *rmbs how the many lighters explodes sexily in the fire* .. ok.. we went to MaCDonALdS. where we wanted to buy our happy meals. but the toys they had for today we have already. wei hao already has number 3 from KND and i have BLOSSOM from 3r6.. nono i mean BLOSSOM from powerpurff gurlls. And we swaped body parts and wei hao's Numbersome just looks so chio. and my Blosthree just looks so cute. aha. i've got a picture but im just too lazy to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also then theres this conwoman from sec 1 who said that she would remove xiang hao then feature me. then now dunwan. cheat my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a personal thought.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what i'm doing now. i think i'll probably regret soon. because where this is going. im not so sure. but i'm old enough now. i make my own decisions. i really don't know what i prefer. angry? no. just pissed at my decision making skills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4562473790414742088?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4562473790414742088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4562473790414742088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4562473790414742088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4562473790414742088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/10/ughh.html' title='ughh'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-9109216153480958826</id><published>2008-10-14T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:58:35.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>lets just put some stuffs underdrafts for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-9109216153480958826?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/9109216153480958826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=9109216153480958826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its a do or don't thing. the word im looking for is &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2581674380961031195?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2581674380961031195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2581674380961031195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2581674380961031195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2581674380961031195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-least-its-not-start-of-your-month.html' title='at least its not the start of your month.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7859999339028208610</id><published>2008-10-11T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:27:07.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150th post</title><content type='html'>yeah like woah 150 posts. but just some tag replies. cuz tonning at ivan's house ytd was just brain juice sucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pamelah - er i was keeping my cool ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alison - i totally forgot what we were talking about . oops XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yaojie - forget it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jonas - aighttttt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7859999339028208610?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7859999339028208610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7859999339028208610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7859999339028208610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7859999339028208610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/10/150th-post.html' title='150th post'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-61894177933675817</id><published>2008-10-07T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:08:52.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@$@!@!~@$!~~</title><content type='html'>maybe its just exams stress.... but.. it feels like the other way around this time... maybe i finally feel the need to be treated better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-61894177933675817?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2493541810604213207</id><published>2008-10-02T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:41:29.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best of both worlds</title><content type='html'>the most famous person who was able to achieved the best of both worlds would be hannah montana. a on screen character. and its really lucky of her to get the best at the age of 14?(now 15) yesss shes like my agee got chance got chance! a pity shes alr dating some lingerie model guy. shucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know i should be studying but i'm just taking a break. nothing seems to be going into my head. because theres just too much in my head. so i just have to rant it off. e.g. i want to get my frigging old comp back alive because that way i can play my games and boost my ego without playing tiring sports that just eats up all my fats that i've been storing for winter.. not only that. then i can get mozilla firefox to correct my bloody typos because IE just can't do it for you automatically. lame shit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its just that i've been thinking. about what you said. and after lots of influences from tvs. videos. dramas. radios. but i shan't go too deep now. exams are here. no.. exams are like 10 hours away. and i shouldn't be thinking about stuffs like that so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i just realised what i said here completely doesn't link with my first paragraph. it was meant to be a build up.. but i decided to delete the rest of the rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do have an idea for my blog though. its a brand new concept and im gonna change the layout. the way it is. and its gonna be that much more zilian-ish and that much more bhb-ish. and also can help me clear unwanted stuffs. like a mini-blogshop. cept. yeah nvm. anyway i'll do those when i've got the time during the holidays. now off to grind the books... with my... you guessed it. eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess living life freely is better then anticipating them. so what if its well thought out? there would still be things that you could never expect. nothing will go your way just to make things interesting here on earth. and for that. why not i stop worrying. and just live for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if theres a next time. i'm gonna raise the bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2493541810604213207?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2493541810604213207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-9074867241226068834</id><published>2008-10-01T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:57:35.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w00t</title><content type='html'>its great to have friends who would come out to just talk or study even when noticed last minute! and it would still be fun. even when the frickin exams are so frickin near! but at least we're studying :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the airpot to study at first with lao da ming yi and ivan the black. we all wore white shirts and we didnt plan it ;O went to look for wei hao who was working and ivan managed to get a choclate sundae with fudge filled to the brim!! OMG and ming yi's just look pathetic beside his. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then joined by lyvia. then sook juan. then tian hoe and teng lin. oh then saw eugene and koh wei jie and and and erm ericccc leonnggg and this other person. daMN. heard zhi wei and like xm and pamela and like erm erm wei cong and like some other random ppl were studying at bk too. so crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah studying was.. not so progressive although at least now i know what i don't know. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to be pulic nuisence at the airpot's staff canteen under the names of dunman high and some other sch which i do not know off. some what defaming. but i'm sure people know what we're just being sacarstic. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frigging reached home at 10.30 cuz we bballed at TE.CC. and damn its hard to play with jeans so i decided to just stick with rejecting BALLS :O fun fun ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blisters.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out how to remove em when they dry up without cutting them with a scissors! just play more bball barefooted! hell yeah ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just great to have friends to spend time with and have fun to keep your minds off some stuffs.. a day is good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-9074867241226068834?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/9074867241226068834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why did all these feelings suddenly rush to me at the very last moment when its just too late for me to do about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some tag replies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alison : what question O_O. and yeh. my mushroom hair was puffing up too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pam : yeh it grew till there were 3 layers. but its recovering now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya Xun : when i got the time. ;o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;passer-by : thanks for your concern annoynamous super hero&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Samantha : thanks (;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Priscilla : er you mean relink? and.. *quotes from yaxun's reply*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6357738475839289738?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2146660440466759190</id><published>2008-09-24T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:15:18.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grandpa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the door was opened. i knew i was having visitors. however it felt different. i didn't feel right. i walked into the house and placed my stuff down. the house had an eerie feel. it didn't felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking to the living room as a usual routine to make known to everybody at home of my existence. before i could shout. i heard soft chantings in the other room. i went closer and it got louder and louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i peeked into the room. my aunt came over, told me to be strong. don't cry. i looked over to the bed. my questions were answered. but new ones came pouring on me. why now? why him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stared at my dinner as i thought rationally. i guess we all knew it was coming and that. we were mostly prepared for it. but just now this soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma came out. asked me to finish my food, there were shivers in her voice. hear eyes were tearing as she started talking. she has had the most memories and good times. and i could tell that she was trying really hard to be strong.. i felt a small static on my head. as if i was being patted. but there was no one around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;images of memories flashed past. disgraced at myself for not being the wonderful grandson for the past 15 years. i know i wasn't bad. but i could be better. i shouldn't have talked back to you those few times. or shouted at you when i was framed. i could have talked it through in a calm and rational tone. and perhaps spent more time with you. played more chess. maybe be part of the activities that you had participated in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;images of your smile that made my days that much brighter. but i'll make up to you. i'll be a good boy. i'll study hard. i'll do&lt;u&gt; great &lt;/u&gt;things. i'll get regconised. i know perhaps its too late to promise all these to you. but i hope you will see me do good up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye 爷爷。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2146660440466759190?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2146660440466759190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2146660440466759190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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is unbelieveable.. and .. i just feel like a girl now. *cough$119cough*... yea then after went to meet the clique/gang/brothers/bungs. we did the usual shit. had prima deili. i hope i dont die of food poisoning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  but it has already been one day so i'm okay.. err we burnt some shit and played dare and dare.. and we ended up with the following video ;O and some other obscene things that we did not video tape down ah well ;O take a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUltrsPVX4c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUltrsPVX4c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and as for today. 20th sept. went to attend the wedding. in my new vest ;O and yeah. let the pictures take over for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm-t9PlAI/AAAAAAAAAII/ooPQf4N2hes/s1600-h/20092008718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248143799700395010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm-t9PlAI/AAAAAAAAAII/ooPQf4N2hes/s320/20092008718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lift zilian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248143802882532866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm-5z7JgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JnDOUkhA3C8/s320/20092008726.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; siblings cam wh0re&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm_Ag2GQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/utRmGPUepqk/s1600-h/20092008727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248143804681558274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm_Ag2GQI/AAAAAAAAAIY/utRmGPUepqk/s320/20092008727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cam wh0re with cousin ;O (sister purposely act like dawn yang -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm_jVHJ1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/dZS_i1LV7lw/s1600-h/20092008725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248143814027585362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm_jVHJ1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/dZS_i1LV7lw/s320/20092008725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my redsprine (red wine + sprite)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248143819181070114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm_2hzFyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9BS9QVksM-k/s320/20092008728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my arm pits so nice to smell meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn8LKZkTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fn_Jxko0YoQ/s1600-h/DSC02380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144855512224050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn8LKZkTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fn_Jxko0YoQ/s320/DSC02380.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;holy shit its neyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn8Sb8rqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/e6ETnf7Yka8/s1600-h/DSC02381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144857464876706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn8Sb8rqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/e6ETnf7Yka8/s320/DSC02381.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;same pic? nah.. check out the smile (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn8Xck9fI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JL5vDlsovrw/s1600-h/DSC02387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144858809693682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn8Xck9fI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JL5vDlsovrw/s320/DSC02387.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and perhaps smiling too much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn813z7sI/AAAAAAAAAJI/maymdDhIuRM/s1600-h/DSC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144866976984770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn813z7sI/AAAAAAAAAJI/maymdDhIuRM/s320/DSC00105.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awhile back. damn fugly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; but im in the drain what can you expect?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn9R0BROI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DypQDuLZwyY/s1600-h/15092008712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144874477274338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUn9R0BROI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/DypQDuLZwyY/s320/15092008712.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of cuz. the blister under the blister. whickedd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;3 my new vest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4165484378350336812?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4165484378350336812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4165484378350336812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4165484378350336812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4165484378350336812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SNUm-t9PlAI/AAAAAAAAAII/ooPQf4N2hes/s72-c/20092008718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1172065387975082290</id><published>2008-09-16T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:56:17.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy belated mooncake festival</title><content type='html'>came home too exhausted to blog yesterday. it was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but now i realise the importance of educating everyone to use a n73 camera . is it that frigging hard? i mean. i works just like a camera (3.2mgp LEH) i know! thats ALOT ;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the reason i'm ranting about this is because. yesterday while going home after soccah. loky's ridiculously slim phone fell into the drain~ OMFG LOL! and half the group already boarded the bus. leaving the people who saw the drama stayed to help. (me xh tian hoe ming jie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; as xh ever dropped his keys into a drain before(lmao noob) he knew that the drain could be opened. so we opened it. and being the tall and parkour talented me. jumped into the drain which seems to be deeper than my height (i would say around 2metres) and picked up lok yong's phone!! hero save the hand chicken (Ying Xiong Jiu Shou Ji).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok ok anyway the fun part was at night. after everyoned went home to get changed again. WE( me ivan wei hao loky teng lin ) met up again at night to blow some shit up to celebrate a belated mooncake festival. no we didn't lit up lanterns. i built a great wall of matchsticks. this hole to burn some shit. and threw sparklers hoping that they would get stuck on a tree and we would be granted a wish. i managed to get one stuck. however the previous few ridiculous demands we all rejected =( boohoo... loky ALMOST got his diet wish come true. but. ouchie. weihao and his coffee. tenglin was wishing inside . so did ivan. and he got it thru twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and sexiest thing of all. is that we lit a cardboard with a lighter inside.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SEXYYY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as hell when it blew up. videos are with xh though. he aint online. oh forgot to mention. he joined us at 9.30. lollll suckaaa ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1172065387975082290?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1172065387975082290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1172065387975082290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1172065387975082290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1172065387975082290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-belated-mooncake-festival.html' title='happy belated mooncake festival'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4560677250927783785</id><published>2008-09-14T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:38:09.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recitle</title><content type='html'>damn. first practice was already great. plus we're gonna session like this every week. everyone's gonna improve so much . and i shall not lag behind. i shall work doubly hard during CCA practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  also might have a chance to have a first try in a competition. depending on whether FTL still has vacancies. i hope so. after so long. i still never really know what i stand. i know its not UP THERE. but i wanna see where exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  got home really late today especially when there are lessons tml. ohyes english oral is on tuesday somemore. and im the freaking last guy again . FTW. make index number FOURTY. last. not frigging THIRTY OMGG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  anyway. i just heard a story of this guy.. and like . i just experienced the same thing he went thru a week ago (so did he) cept mine on a lower scale.. anyway. his story really pisses me off. "boring lah" what kind of fucking excuse is that. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. you think it isn't boring for him to come out in the middle of the night just to pei you. just to drive you home. just to spend time with you? girl you think he frigging gave you anything you wanted for FOUR FRIGGING years, failed his O levels bcuz he was chasing you. and all you can give him back was "BORING" . what a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and.. thats just what i wanted to say. lmao (:&lt;br /&gt;i shall dance..&lt;br /&gt;while im walking&lt;br /&gt;while im talking&lt;br /&gt;while im on the phone&lt;br /&gt;while im eating&lt;br /&gt;while im sleeping&lt;br /&gt;while imreaming&lt;br /&gt;while im flying&lt;br /&gt;while im taking my exams O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will dance..&lt;br /&gt;when im sick&lt;br /&gt;when im feeling down&lt;br /&gt;when im happy&lt;br /&gt;when im injured O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. maybe im exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;but i shall dance. and will continue dancing (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your favourite. dancing ranting bastard&lt;br /&gt;jing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4560677250927783785?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4560677250927783785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4560677250927783785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4560677250927783785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4560677250927783785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/recitle.html' title='recitle'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1318728462138590280</id><published>2008-09-10T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:31:59.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love my friends. my family (especially my sister) for giving the support. time . an perhaps ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; tired of this. i guess it should just end here. its great to know that so many of you guys care. or give a damn about me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all i need to know. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so touched right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't have to be sorry. i know what i did. and i didn't do anything wrong. bring on chapter two of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will brighten up for me and &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jonas&lt;/span&gt;. lets make gay. (i mean both of the frigging meanings)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and here are the pics that i promised. lots of group &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;shotss&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chronicled according to date&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244382097703543442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJu2AJopI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B1EDOc1kX7s/s320/28082008048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we gave this shot to some teachers. taken before teachers day with A1s phone. my phone was in the scene but that nub doesnt know how it functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244382102349498754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJvHT1SYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/P6Mol54lX2k/s320/29082008692.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;BYD. enjoyable day. ERIC THE JOKER~ and i loove his blazer. shall get one myself when i got the money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJul36K4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/c6-oo1egQmE/s1600-h/3r2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244382093374008194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJul36K4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/c6-oo1egQmE/s320/3r2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group shot with miss sayuri. happy teachers day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJu_fKXZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/_cUO3HlMB3Y/s1600-h/3r2outing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244382100249533842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJu_fKXZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/_cUO3HlMB3Y/s320/3r2outing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bicycle(blades for me and xh) outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244382636214959250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfKOMHRvJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7FjyLRY-_e4/s320/04092008703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we people have no childhoods.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244382106002531810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJvU6yJeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gDpnwVOcNco/s320/pasir+ris+wheel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yao jie getting owned at the wheel :X SORRY&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfKNvwvDWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N5BF9z1Fz4M/s1600-h/pasir+ris+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244382628604218722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfKNvwvDWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/N5BF9z1Fz4M/s320/pasir+ris+park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the old spiderweb is under construction. ohwell we still manage to fit ourselves on this. WITH lok yong ;O JK :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bleah. tats all of it i guess. at least. most of it that are important. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1318728462138590280?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1318728462138590280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1318728462138590280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1318728462138590280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1318728462138590280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMfJu2AJopI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B1EDOc1kX7s/s72-c/28082008048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3333528863203156136</id><published>2008-09-09T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:22:37.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lmao</title><content type='html'>actually. i don't have to say much. if you have had written that post earlier it would have been so much easier then. haha. its okay. its not really needed now ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg she viewed back. is that her? LOOK LIKE SIA. omg accept accept&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3333528863203156136?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3333528863203156136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3333528863203156136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3333528863203156136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3333528863203156136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/lmao.html' title='lmao'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6025414887811412870</id><published>2008-09-08T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:26:49.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dangg</title><content type='html'>i had like four things in my head to rant this afternoon .. but i just couldnt keep those thought in my head till i get home. damned dance. takes so much memory. and after that played basketball had this 'thomas edison' of basketball. so much noise but no action. scold ppl solo. then he go solo. want to pass also dunno how to pass. nvm shant blame him. god made everyone different. so god gave him the ability to make alot of noise. but unfornately took away his ability to run and his nimbleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. so far. some muslim teachers almost burst into flames today but however. they realised how it was because of their hunger that made them like that. so actually yeah. i guess they were okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a class outing. on i forgot what day. we went to pasir ris park to like cycle. but me and xh rented skates.. but that wasnt the climax of that day..&lt;br /&gt;it was the park itself! damn i loved the playground especially the spinning thingy. i'm having the illness called laziness at the moment and shall update this post with pictures another time... especially when people try walking on the spinning circle rolly thingy. dope ass shit. NONO ESPECIALLY LOK YONG. lol he would roll around in the end and start crashing onto ppl. there was even a photo of me crashing into yao jie pushing him into the pool! LMAO IM NOT SORRY. it was too funnyyy xD ohwell ;O just kidding. apologies yao jie. glad that you didnt mind (; great guy great guy . hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on sunday, 7th september. went to wild wild wet with wei hao. hella fun. unable to decribe what we did there because it would defame my reputation ;o ...only can say we rided(such a word?) ohh i mean rode all of the slides over and over again cept he wouldnt pei me ride the 2 ppl thinggy a second time. damnnn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like im trying to find someone thru blog search at the moment. wish me luck. maybe she'll find me. wahaha ;o  i can wish can't i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6025414887811412870?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6025414887811412870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6025414887811412870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6025414887811412870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6025414887811412870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/dangg.html' title='dangg'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-296556161018561873</id><published>2008-09-07T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T02:11:46.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter two.</title><content type='html'>i need someone to steal my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby challenge every single person (when i say person i mean female )&lt;br /&gt;to try and make me head over heels over them.&lt;br /&gt;criteria are that the girl must have&lt;br /&gt;-curves of the road going up gentin&lt;br /&gt;-locious lips of angelina jolie&lt;br /&gt;-face of jessica alba&lt;br /&gt;-the legs of mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;-and of cause. i really am dreaming. (but one can fantasize can't he?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cuz there would be have to be a reward right?&lt;br /&gt;its attractive as hell i tell you! a autographed photo of me! OMFG !!! *YES* i know! ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever wins my heart shall get to date me. then of cuz see where we go from there. =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auditions starts from tml onwards. feel free to msg me just leave your name age and measurements( :O ) at. 1800-somehotdude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know its not funny. but its the least i could do to cheer myself up. shouldn't have left my friends out of this. anyway most of them didn't like the idea. she even warned me. but i persisted. sigh. whenever im feeling down. i'm looking at the only phone number that i have memorised ever since after i got my handphone. its pathetic. please someone save me from this madness. another sleepless night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i have the following events to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-www tml! (hope i don't get sunburn again. lets hope something fun happens there)&lt;br /&gt;-o school recitel. practice starts next sunday!&lt;br /&gt;-some unplanned events&lt;br /&gt;-the day i'll be able to backflip!&lt;br /&gt;-more random events&lt;br /&gt;-perhaps i should get a jobbb ( you really meet lots of interesting people there )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not dramatic. but i would die happy if everything ended at 12.40am today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i always have this feeling.. it feels bad.. bad for the stomach. its called hungry. and its damn hard to please. and it always comes with two hours interval when im extremely active. and about four to five when i feel famished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is funny shit right here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Love Something Variations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ORIGINAL VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love something,&lt;br /&gt;Set it free...&lt;br /&gt;If it comes back, it's yours,&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't, it never was yours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PESSIMIST VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she ever comes back, she's yours,&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, well, as expected, she never was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OPTIMIST VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, she will come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SUSPICIOUS VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she ever comes back, ask her why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE IMPATIENT VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't comes back within some time limit,&lt;br /&gt;forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PATIENT VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't come back, continue to wait&lt;br /&gt;until she comes back ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PLAYFUL VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free ...&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, and if you love her still,&lt;br /&gt;set her free again, repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAWYER'S VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free...&lt;br /&gt;Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the second&lt;br /&gt;amendment of the Matrimonial Freedom Act clearly states that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BILL GATES VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free...&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back,&lt;br /&gt;I think we can charge her for re-installation fees and tell her that she's also going to get an upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STATISTICIAN'S VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Set her free...&lt;br /&gt;If she loves you, the probability of her coming back is high&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, your relationship was improbable anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POSSESSIVE VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;don't ever set her free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MBA VERSION: If you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;set her free...&lt;br /&gt;instantaneously...&lt;br /&gt;and look for others simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PSYCHOLOGIST'S VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;set her free...&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, her super ego is dominant&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't come, back her id is supreme&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't go, she must be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FINANCE EXPERT VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;set her free...&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, its time to look for fresh loans.&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, write her off as an asset gone bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MARKETING VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;If you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;set her free...&lt;br /&gt;If she comes back, she has brand loyalty&lt;br /&gt;If she doesn't, reposition the brand in new markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved the suspicion, the lawyer and the physchologist versions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-296556161018561873?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/296556161018561873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=296556161018561873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/296556161018561873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/296556161018561873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/chapter-two.html' title='chapter two.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6345099281756663176</id><published>2008-09-05T09:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:57:41.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes its all you have</title><content type='html'>woke up too early with a damned fever. flu and a sore throat.well i better take care of myself. gramps needs more attention from the family than anyone else at the moment. i have to recover quick.. like by this afternoon? so i can go for dance practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall practice hard to make myself worthy of the crew [jamination] and also my cca [international dance] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-solar eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-backflip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have a better groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of this year hopefully !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pictures taken at catherine's house a few days ago. (like 2? or 3. idk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcIK_K5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8ZjP-SDuaXU/s1600-h/act+cute+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344381117049746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcIK_K5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8ZjP-SDuaXU/s320/act+cute+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is ugly.. infact i just feel like deleting this. ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcfxv7-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/zdTXkCaFafM/s1600-h/1to7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344387453644770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcfxv7-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/zdTXkCaFafM/s320/1to7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 to 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMceijUgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/v7sqxGaStDY/s1600-h/candid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344387121467906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMceijUgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/v7sqxGaStDY/s320/candid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daphne had no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcrJytgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zWgTtLlveJc/s1600-h/bedf0a7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344390507279874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcrJytgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/zWgTtLlveJc/s320/bedf0a7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look like ben yeo meh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcvPydiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/PaMQvlW9_V0/s1600-h/formal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242344391606171170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcvPydiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/PaMQvlW9_V0/s320/formal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;formal shot. (too tall lah damnit) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and then some performance shot theat are totally awesome and makes me feel suiper duper damn good about myself... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOEInOw6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/FEDH7YbAe1s/s1600-h/IMG_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242346167941907362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOEInOw6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/FEDH7YbAe1s/s320/IMG_0508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of my favourite shots. *starts humming* i believe i can flyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOERF21FI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xaXR8dq7aZc/s1600-h/nine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242346170217845842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOERF21FI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xaXR8dq7aZc/s320/nine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nine. left this one out on top. oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOEi0-f-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/bNs1-zeQnNo/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242346174978883554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOEi0-f-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/bNs1-zeQnNo/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; xiao zhu zomg. pamelas floating.. we are magicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOE5-KcFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LbkGJIWJ_VY/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242346181191430226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOE5-KcFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/LbkGJIWJ_VY/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and... the climax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOFNNSZfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ni6VmqL9PuA/s1600-h/tb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242346186355140082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCOFNNSZfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ni6VmqL9PuA/s320/tb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and something totally random and emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we were having this lame conversation about how rihana got her inspiration for her latest hit single from singapores. perhaps she heard some small girl said. "dont disturb me lah" . then she decided to say DISTURB YOU LAH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;GAGAGAGAGA&lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJAJA&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;LMFAOROFLLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6345099281756663176?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6345099281756663176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6345099281756663176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6345099281756663176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6345099281756663176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/sometimes-its-all-you-have.html' title='sometimes its all you have'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SMCMcIK_K5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8ZjP-SDuaXU/s72-c/act+cute+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-690328202582008082</id><published>2008-09-04T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:37:19.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is sureal.</title><content type='html'>he just wants to have a nice &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-690328202582008082?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/690328202582008082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=690328202582008082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/690328202582008082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/690328202582008082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-sureal.html' title='this is sureal.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2297112815898144979</id><published>2008-08-31T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:36:36.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pulau basa(sp?) life long lessons</title><content type='html'>just got back from Malaysia awhile ago. man the driver is one hell of a racer ! damn dope and got lots of balls lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. not posting details first. just gonna write down some life-long lessons that i've learnt over there!&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; before i forget them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; ok lesson one  -  one layer of sunscreen is not enough! EVEN IF ITS BANANA BOAT (cuz it might not be even, sometimes must kia su a bit more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; lesson two  -  don't peep into people's phone and read their messages. you'll get disappointed, dishearten, and emo. and ruin the party mood. and then be very sorry after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; lesson three  -  One of the most important things to know. is your own identity. thinking this through deeper, even though it may be a very arrogant phrase. its really important to find out who you are, stick with it, and be confident of it. You can know a celebrity inside out and know nothing about yourself and whats the point of that.  i learnt the phrase from uncle johnson who doesnt like to be called uncle ( his like 39 i think, and claims that his body is 21, soul is 21 and sometimes act like a kid between the age 4 to 12 ) i believe i heard he was a counsellor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; lesson three  -  this is a personal lesson that i am unable to impart to myself in the future if i ever loose my memory unless i am able to talk to myself. but yes ' wa eh hokkien tongkim ka tok gong' (my hokkien language is now more supperb) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; lesson four  -  give your father more attention when his teahing you how to tie the fishing line. or you'll end up like me screwed without a rod when people go fishing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2297112815898144979?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2297112815898144979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2297112815898144979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2297112815898144979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2297112815898144979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/pulau-basasp-life-long-lessons.html' title='pulau basa(sp?) life long lessons'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5209561329580684483</id><published>2008-08-27T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:43:40.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon Baby Girl.</title><content type='html'>don't get me all worried );&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5209561329580684483?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5209561329580684483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5209561329580684483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5209561329580684483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5209561329580684483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/get-well-soon-baby-girl.html' title='Get Well Soon Baby Girl.'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4733823360387351920</id><published>2008-08-25T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:32:27.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being compared</title><content type='html'>anyway. the recent saga at of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xue&lt;/span&gt; getting sued because she ranted so much about how she hates being compared and started spamming every fact/rumour she heard about the person to make her point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the same too. being compared. whats more when you're being compared to something you know you are so much better then or so much (laughs to myself) . BUT.. I for one. know that when i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bhb&lt;/span&gt; i am only joking. knowing fully that i am just blabbering nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there really is a difference between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bhb&lt;/span&gt; and just being plain proud and arrogant. when i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bhb&lt;/span&gt; to "BOOST MY SELF CONFIDENCE" (not what i intended).. all i wanted was the reaction that people give me. the look on their face. them wanting to strangle me any moment. &lt;u&gt;priceless.&lt;/u&gt; but sometimes people see it differently, and conclude that maybe i do not have enough self-confidence and need to do stuff like these. I DO NOT. its my PERSONALITY. its what i like to do.  on the contrary, being proud and arrogant. is like saying that i am better than others. or i am &lt;u&gt;inferior&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; DO THAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one goes "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so handsome"&lt;br /&gt;or. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just a great dancer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bhb&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;buay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bai&lt;/span&gt;, 不要脸, dun want face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is from&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so much more handsome then you guys"&lt;br /&gt;and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; the best dancer there is"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON"T have to boost my self confidence. i know where i am at. And if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not cut out. i won't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ghey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kiang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt; for it. i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt; to accomplish it. i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt; for respect. i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt;. if i don't get them. it doesn't mean i have to go around telling people my achievements. i resent that. i want to be noticed through talent and hard work. not just plain stories. i believe in seeing is believing. and that if one really works hard he will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; what is deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; believe in karma, but however, you do not do good deeds at the hope that something good is bound to happen back to you. its just that how you treat people. one of the most important things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; learnt in my 15 wonderful years of life is to put myself in other's shoes before i do anything.. think before you do anything stupid.. it may be fun and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; for the first 10 minutes but it'll just end up messing your life. which happened to me. but i pray for the best and it will never happen again. in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;layman's&lt;/span&gt; term it goes "if you do not want someone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;kope&lt;/span&gt; your food, don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;kope&lt;/span&gt; theirs" even though this does not sound like a very good example. i feel that it could be. some people are very particular about their own food, perhaps they get pissed or not happy about it when someone &lt;em&gt;"invades"&lt;/em&gt; their territory of their bowls and plates. however they always love to 'taste' other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ppl's&lt;/span&gt; food. i mean its alright if you don't mind other people taking your food. but others might mind. learn to ASK. and BE understanding. everyone have different expectations in life. and some are just more particular about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry isn't to rant on anybody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;in particular&lt;/span&gt; just wanted have a say in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4733823360387351920?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4733823360387351920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4733823360387351920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4733823360387351920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4733823360387351920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/being-compared.html' title='being compared'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2799815707587195122</id><published>2008-08-25T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:13:10.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mercing</title><content type='html'>i CAN GO MERCING OMFG YES! omg omg :o hahas. all the sea sports. i shall come back &lt;B&gt;BLACK&lt;/b&gt; and macho.. ok maybe not macho . butknow to swim even better! and best of all to spend time with karmaine !! (; i know we'll be so much closer and know each other that much better after this trip! ahh ahh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2799815707587195122?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2799815707587195122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2799815707587195122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2799815707587195122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2799815707587195122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/mercing.html' title='mercing'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6202802766224953820</id><published>2008-08-24T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:52:02.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i go? pretty please</title><content type='html'>danced for the whole frcking morning today! i really liked esther's choreograph and i hope she does not see this. cuz i think esther is freaking talented. her feeling. her technique her flexibility are all there and shes only 15! DAMN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. after that i went down to city hall to collect my audition results! not v disapointing even though i only got into one genre. its better then nothing and besides if i had gotten into locking( yes i got into popping ) i would have to sacrifice all my fridays from the 2nd week of september onwards =( no way! i'd rather risk my sunday evenings hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i went to somerset mrt where my phone died. which was when i waited a pathetically 2 hours OMFGZ. good thing i brought my charger and was able to find a plug SOMEWHERE ( i won't say where but its in the station. mwahahaha ).. oh and i also had my psp. but still 2 hours is.. tiring damnit -.- neck pain ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wait. before that i went to heren to look for my round hat. which turned out to be.. a little oval.. but wthheck. its 39.90 ! i might as well buy the real one which is like 10 to 20 bucks more but that much better.. i think.. not very experienced in round hats. ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karmaine FINALLY came. tat kamikazi. take so long =( but we just walked around orchard. i forgot the places i think ( refer to another blog ) but the only thing i rmb was the wanton mee i ate! the wantons ah.. GOD ah. fried ones instead of poking my gum. they break when they touch my gums! OmFG damn soft and crispy. i like this combination! OMGG . g0d g0d g0d wanton Mee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh karmaine asks if i want to join her to go to malaysia for 3 days. i WOuld LOVE TO. but -.- damnit. i better ask tml. its in 5 days ! super short notice and. well i really think that the odds for me being able to go are. like really really low =( .. but well must be optimistic! i can go i can go! can i go? pretty pleaseeeeeee i'll be a really good(and black) boy when i come home. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know i v nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6202802766224953820?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6202802766224953820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6202802766224953820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6202802766224953820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6202802766224953820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-i-go-pretty-please.html' title='can i go? pretty please'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7425689422672259880</id><published>2008-08-21T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:30:52.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soccah</title><content type='html'>yesterday went to play soccah for the first time in a very long time. i forgot how much fun it was! infact it was great! terrific! wonderful! exicting. cept that halfway while playing i heard some thumping sound. i thought it was the constructions. but when i asked around no one else heard it but me.. so i checked again. it only seemed to come from my left ear! so i was like WTF OMFG ... it was fast! i didn't know what it was until i felt my own heart beat which matches significantly with the thumping at my ear.. it was scary. i thought i would turn green/purple or smth and grow freakishly huge muscles and only be able to speak simple english or. in this case. simple singlish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  anyway i was teamed with yu kean. who was a natural at soccer. his g00d. haha, and like A2, some guy named quek and the other guy whom i don't know his name ( SO SORRY ;X ) anyway we won like 3 or 4 games in total. great fun ;O and i mananged to score 2.. ok ONE goal since the other one touched loky's legs before it rolled in. ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and from yesterday till now. my right thigh is still cramping and the angle hurts like hell... damnit~ and there dance tml omfgg. and performacne on monday! and BYD on wednesday! and the frcking holidays the week after! OMFGGG lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  anyway that night after i went home. i wanted to watch the olympics which i have not been very hyper about. cuz basketball was on! (USA(won) vs aus)  but in the end i just went out to meet karmaine (; (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  she had to like get present for someone. then like in the end she just decided to get it another day. oh ps i think today's her birthday. oh it is! OOPS... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAOMI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. so we just walked around. and around even more.. and me being frame as petty. and today called a kaypoh( WHICH i can't deny though) what can you expect from me. i'm a curious in nature mahh. so yeah we did some stuff and let discussed some of our dreams. or mostly my dreams haha. which i amazingly finally have had after i started reading that book. hahas. but i really don't thinlk catching a fish and then it disappears into dust MIGHT mean that when brought into context may mean that i may have thought i accomplished something but i actually have not in reality. Maybe it was more of a. it was a &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; random dream :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  anyway i brought a microphone adapter. which means i can finally use the mic on my computer speaker( which i have now brought into my room) yes i pimped my room a little! just a.. vision of what it might or could be in the future. haha just.. it would be less messy. less blueish. less doors. less stuffs on the floor. less nonsense being throwned around. less long forgottened worksheets left on the floor. and finally more walking/dancing space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  yeah anyway because of this! i wasn't able to sleep till 3am yesterday(or today..) and i won't know what time i'll be sleeping today! tsk tsk tsk XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whens the next level? ;o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7425689422672259880?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7425689422672259880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7425689422672259880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7425689422672259880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7425689422672259880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/soccah.html' title='soccah'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3120139174884547181</id><published>2008-08-16T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:23:22.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>performance</title><content type='html'>performance today was great!! haha. my parents finally see me performance/dance properly for the first time. (OH no wait. they saw me during christmas!) ohya.. i keep thinking it was their first time. ahwell hahas didn't let myself down. though i knew how messy i was with popping today. but locking definately had improved.. everyone else did good too! haha oh and i accidentally smacked pearlyn's hand oops! sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also it seemed to have become a trend for school's dance ccas to only have 1 guy! haha. tpjc and some other comtempary school also only had one guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. when i was out there... the bass was strong as hell and it vibed me! after the rehearsals i was already tired shit. legs falling apart. but out there. it was! BOOM. then something made the audience cheer and scream ! vibing me even more! it felt good! this adds that much more to dancing ! and i love it even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took some pictures on other ppl's phone. and like if can get my hands on em i'll upload them soon, together with a picture of me in my new earring! hehs . can't take now cuz im like half naked in the air con room ;O vrooom z0mg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another achievement is that i borrowed a book from the library with wei hao! we borrowed the same book. its really deep. hahas. so i can carry the book around and act deep ;D i kinda like it actually. though i find that my reading speed is ridiculously slow -.- dangit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you larhxzsxzs. monday mondayy -.- omfg tml kk's birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3120139174884547181?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3120139174884547181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3120139174884547181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3120139174884547181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3120139174884547181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/performance.html' title='performance'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2912407632897879891</id><published>2008-08-13T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:01:55.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lawls</title><content type='html'>just some pictures for the performane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woah eh? haha. (thanks joan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SKLMSF1GRvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vxNv6dymE4M/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233970328132536050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SKLMSF1GRvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vxNv6dymE4M/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &gt;&lt;/a&gt;do zoom in on this one :O i &lt;3 href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SKLMSUhPDyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2KqY1Sfbp30/s1600-h/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233970332075757346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SKLMSUhPDyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2KqY1Sfbp30/s320/dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;just 1 more day till common tests are over. then time to parteh! (not too much, but yeah parteh!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2912407632897879891?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2912407632897879891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2912407632897879891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2912407632897879891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2912407632897879891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/lawls.html' title='lawls'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SKLMSF1GRvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vxNv6dymE4M/s72-c/IMG_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-544378306330692870</id><published>2008-08-12T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:35:20.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a shy confession...</title><content type='html'>dear karmaine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STOP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... making me look like a frcking &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIKOPEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on your blog. please and ty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news. i fixed my frcking phone at last. i am.. such a genius XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be all. ohoh. i could have sworn i wrote every single shit i could think of for ss. and all i managed to write was half a page.. nice.. ps? they gave 2 pages! zomg ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. that would really be all. peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-544378306330692870?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/544378306330692870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=544378306330692870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/544378306330692870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/544378306330692870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/shy-confession.html' title='a shy confession...'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-380383490883947613</id><published>2008-08-11T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:21:07.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta ketchup all!</title><content type='html'>being forced to blog isn't a very good idea, you blog/post/write a diary entry as and when you want to. thats when your creative thinking cells have already bulked up and ready for your disposal. whereas when forced you have to wreck up those tiny little remaining creative cells just to do as you're told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. went out with karmaine just now. (she said she wasn't supposed to go out during the weekends... she went out with her parents yesterday, and today, me.) guess i made her break her promise. sh0 sad. but she broke it herself first! ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the usualy mac at white sands then ehub. i know. our lifestyle is becoming like a routine/a chore. BUT... the contents and the details of them are always new. always different. forever euuniqueck. because with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;everything's different, everyday is a new adventure,every minute is memoriable and every second i want it to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying my best not to fall asleep infront of the laptop while im recalling the past 3 months... it was great, has been great, and as i see it. will be great...&lt;br /&gt;i didnt bother to take down what you put on my friendster was because i didn't want to, i didn't have to. and because it was all true and i really feel that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Karmaine Tan Wen Juan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(hurry before i remove this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-380383490883947613?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/380383490883947613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=380383490883947613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/380383490883947613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/380383490883947613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/gotta-ketchup-all.html' title='gotta ketchup all!'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7091919567017984894</id><published>2008-08-10T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:53:54.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy national day</title><content type='html'>happy racial harmony day and a happy national day. its singapore's 43 birthday already! and i found that out today! how great ;O&lt;br /&gt;went to Ritz Carlton today. had a great view of the performance! but that wasn't really part of the whole entertainment there. its the TOILET! its godly ;o YOU COULD SEE THE PERFORMANCE WHILE HAVING A &lt;u&gt;BUBBLE BATH&lt;/u&gt; there are MIRRORS! everywhere for zi lian ppl to go to! i'll just let the pictures do the talking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;neato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232557229805721762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HE8V42KI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bkMynLSUDas/s320/09082008646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;zilian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HFMASqHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PW44g9pS_g8/s1600-h/09082008642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232557234010105970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HFMASqHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PW44g9pS_g8/s320/09082008642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;camwh0re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HFW6u83I/AAAAAAAAAFI/JItNfI380Yo/s1600-h/09082008643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232557236939584370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HFW6u83I/AAAAAAAAAFI/JItNfI380Yo/s320/09082008643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;this is the best part.. a mirror infront of the toilet seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HF5ImALI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ac-vvvJBMpA/s1600-h/09082008647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232557246124523698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HF5ImALI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ac-vvvJBMpA/s320/09082008647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;nothing beats a little acting cool in a see thru shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HGIM-yUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7J1Bdz-ZT04/s1600-h/09082008648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232557250169456962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HGIM-yUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7J1Bdz-ZT04/s320/09082008648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the parade which i didn't pay much attention to. where i only rmb the amazing display of fireworks (WHICH I HAD A GREAT VIEW OF!!) and hadi mirza and i forgot what her name was. trying to tell us if we see a star? a shinning star? THERES NO FRIGGING STAR IN THE SKY DUMBASSES. ask if we see a hdb or ERP stands along the road next time. asses ! wanted to upload the pictures of the fireworks but blogger seemed to have fucked up and i can't get anything online. dammnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. the music for the talent quest thing is complete! and i think its kinda dope! cept for the lame transistions to songs ;O but its still... great! cuz i did it !!.. seriously it kinda takes alot alot alot of hardwork, time and patience! and with this. patience is a great part of trainning yoda promises power with patience. and spiderman's uncle says that with great power comes great responsibilities. having said that. the hidden meaning behind all that meant that with great patience, comes great responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because. you need to control the amount of patience you give out! too much waiting can kill a person. and too little might not be enough to save a life. so i leave you guys today. with this inspirational phrase. rmb guys. with &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;great patience, comes great responsibility&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;ps. i brought a new shoe too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7091919567017984894?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7091919567017984894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7091919567017984894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7091919567017984894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7091919567017984894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-day.html' title='happy national day'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ3HE8V42KI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bkMynLSUDas/s72-c/09082008646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2618384642261051826</id><published>2008-08-09T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:40:15.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080808</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;dang wasn't able to blog on the auspicious date yesterday! DAMN cuz i was so frigging dumb i didn't see the laptop, then i thought my sis brought it out or smth -.- WHICH wasn't true and i found it in the mornning DAMNIT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was supposed to use the computer yesterday and study now ahwell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. ytd we went to ehub for a movie. was originially gonna watch The Mummy. yeah not the PAPPY or the FATHER or the MOTHER its the MUMMY. (HAHAHAH LIU JING SO FUNNY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on. we had like 2 hours before the movie so we went to eat and camwh0re behind this elevator glass. and it turned out like.. (sorry my phone couldnt zoom and i didn't seem to save the pictures that lyvia sent me -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                          ET... GO HOME ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qOgcQHmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/iig50JVRlD0/s1600-h/SNC00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232384770789351010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qOgcQHmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/iig50JVRlD0/s320/SNC00059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qOwY3aNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TrqtiEgzG7o/s1600-h/SNC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232384775070116050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qOwY3aNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TrqtiEgzG7o/s320/SNC00058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              gansta mannequins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qPO2Ou4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/GMv5kCuRV_c/s1600-h/08082008640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232384783246343042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qPO2Ou4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/GMv5kCuRV_c/s320/08082008640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          i don't know if you can zoom in but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qPgFNUCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RBoICP5bYNQ/s1600-h/08082008641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232384787872567330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qPgFNUCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RBoICP5bYNQ/s320/08082008641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;in repestive order. weihao, tianhoe,ivan,shenghao,me,xianghao,yao jie, lok yong (donnervan holding the camera :O)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;man do stpuid things and i've just done the dumbest today. but everythings okay now. i hope and it won't happen again ;O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2618384642261051826?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2618384642261051826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2618384642261051826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2618384642261051826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2618384642261051826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='080808'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SJ0qOgcQHmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/iig50JVRlD0/s72-c/SNC00059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1303373759993754781</id><published>2008-08-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:48:22.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money no enough</title><content type='html'>just reached home about 30mins ago from watching MONEY NO ENOUGH 2. the english oso broken TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was soo nice today. karmaine waited for me for 45mins yesterday. but today i waited for her 2 hours + 30mins cuz she 'lost' her ezlink card and had to go back to school hence she was late and we reached 10mins after the movie started. so we decided to wait for the next one. weekdays rocks man. not only do we get student price before 6. if we pay by nets during the weekdays its 6 bucks too! OMFG XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. speaking of losing ezlink cards. i think i used to be a GOD at it. imagine the following scenario. you lose your whole wallet. you went to make a ezlink card. you paid 21 bucks. took a new photo and wasted 2 hours around white sands running here and there. 2 days later you touch your pocket. AND YOU LOST YOUR WALLET &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AGAIN. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT?!~ so you had to waste another hour and 21 dollars just to get back that id which would be replaced 2 years later by an orange coloured one which forces you to pay more for bus &amp;amp; mrt train services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT lol..&lt;br /&gt;anyway that was last year. the new me is different! because now my wallet caries very imporant stuff so i touch my pocket every 3 minutes ineterval to check if its still there. consisiting of ez link card. IC (only ppl who's birthdays are over are allowed to have these) lets see.. erm tapz card. newbie membership card. POSB CARD . ohoh condo-side-door-card . &lt;s&gt;condom&lt;/s&gt; shit load of movie ticket stubs. a neoprint that is stuck to the transparent screen. and some cash. DAMN. i can't afford to lose something like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway the movie was long. but meaningful. from now on im gonna be twice as filial as i already am. and be twice as hardworking(even though its not alot. its an improvement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe and you shall achieve.    ~  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; liu jing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1303373759993754781?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1303373759993754781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1303373759993754781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1303373759993754781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1303373759993754781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/money-no-enough.html' title='money no enough'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5665835887857956693</id><published>2008-08-04T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:22:34.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i really want?</title><content type='html'>sitting in the living room and im blogging about the above question. But unfortunately the television is really distracting, having 'So you think you can dance? 3' and also Friends (S10) running! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ALSO instead of revising for the upcoming test, which is like next week ;O yeah ok. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should make a list of what i really want at the moment, and i'll work hard to achieve it. i do not want to just make a living and have no aim. thats known as boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that hit my mind was well probably. what i want to be? what i want to do?&lt;br /&gt;i really love dancing, and teaching it is just enjoyable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to be able to teach dancing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, i still need a back up.. but this is the part where i'm not really sure what i want here. business sounds great and all, but is that what i really wanted? experienced work last holidays, and i guess its just.. alright. to work under someone. maybe i'll start a business or something. but all i have is just a vague idea of what it would be like.. damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's also,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i want a home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just any home, it has to have DOPE written all over it! not literally. but yeah. people will come in and go like WOAH , DOPE MAN!! ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i want money and knowledge and also health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah greedy eh? wealth and health, don't usually come together in one package easily. but i'm gonna make that happen, i mean whats the use of being rich when you arent able to spend all that money? and whats being healthy when you have no monay to spend? and of cause being smart is important (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a wardrobe filled with dope stuff (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i wanna clear my wardrobe lol . so many things that i want! -.- that HAT. that COAT . THOSE HUSH PUPPY SHOES. OMFG -.-ohoh and another DAMNED pair of jeans ;o no not just one but a shitload of jeans. new tees. shirts and omfg i can't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it still bugs me that wanting a family didn't came up when i saw this question. i always thought i would love to have well a wife and kids to take care of. I guess its due to the recent events that had happened which changed my perspective of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess a family is still a want. but just not the top 3 priority...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i think i should make a list of the things i should/could do in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;first of all i guess is to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- grow up? not just phsyically but mentally as well. though i know i will become this boring person. shucks ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Work on my dancing.&lt;br /&gt;yes! if i don't i don't think my first want would be achieved (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Study ( FOR REAL? i don't even do my homework) which is why i guess i should start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WORK? yeah for that wardrobe i'm wanting (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i guess thats what i want . and what i want to do about them. oh and also theres the Recital comming up! i had great fun last year! and im not gonna miss this one either! HERE I COME :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh and also i want to learn Latin. it just keeps looking hotter and hotter ;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5665835887857956693?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5665835887857956693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5665835887857956693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5665835887857956693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5665835887857956693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-i-really-want.html' title='what do i really want?'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1872935746334709853</id><published>2008-08-02T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T16:52:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malnutrition</title><content type='html'>ohkay damn it. have been starving myself and eating unhealthy stuff for my meals this week. and it sucks. how am i ever gonna get fat!?!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just yesterday i had cup noodles + 4 sushies for lunch and maggie noodles ( plus an egg, some bean sprout, sliced fish, cabbage and some other random stuff i could find in my fridge )&lt;br /&gt;AND the previous 2 days i ate cup noodles too. although on wednesday was because i wasn't full. ahwell shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma go weigh myself right now..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf? 60kg?! -.- *checks if the weighing machine is spoilt*&lt;br /&gt;damn -.- i actually gained 0.5 kg. imba shit -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week been an okay week. not very happening, but not very boring i guess cept for the fact that i'm rotting at home when i could have been enjoying the skatting rink.. ahwell . if its a chore then dun do it :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1872935746334709853?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1872935746334709853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1872935746334709853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1872935746334709853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1872935746334709853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/08/malnutrition.html' title='malnutrition'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6259690627958456817</id><published>2008-07-29T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:31:47.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain. me ;D</title><content type='html'>this is awesome guys (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/video/L/28/xavc46_9298526e0fe884yb8per46" width="340" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"&gt;Celebrity Morph&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-name-origins"&gt;Family name origins&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-photos"&gt;Family photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6259690627958456817?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6259690627958456817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6259690627958456817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6259690627958456817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6259690627958456817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/rain-me-d.html' title='rain. me ;D'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-557838226738637491</id><published>2008-07-28T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:12:18.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeeel OF For.... i mean singapore flyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  haha. it wasn't as bad as i thought! in fact its great to be with andy. although he always teams up with my sister to suan me like dog -.- bastards... but its great talking to a SI BOTAK. :D :D and here are some peakchers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my favourite cousin (:   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sorry jovian. its the truth :X )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SI24oLz0N-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/kQWpOPFBspY/s1600-h/27072008614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SI24oLz0N-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/kQWpOPFBspY/s320/27072008614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228037742951413730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not my idea. they wanted to copy some picture they saw after stalking ppl's blog. i have such stalker relatives -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SI24pJOfNPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OMmP21RQDNI/s1600-h/27072008609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SI24pJOfNPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OMmP21RQDNI/s320/27072008609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228037759437845746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *laughs* HAHA YOU CANT &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on the singapore flyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SI24pb39UlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cH5TVhC-VPI/s1600-h/27072008613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SI24pb39UlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cH5TVhC-VPI/s320/27072008613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228037764443624018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats right. there are signs everywhere that says. "thanks for FLYING with us" they really think they've become the next singapore airlines! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright moving on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  so we went to the Jurong Island today, which doesn't seem to be an island and should not be called an island...... it was fun hahaha. which was.. kinda shocking from all the reviews of the trips from the other class (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was kinda more of a bonding session of the class instead of some learning journey though ahwell . i don't think alot of us learnt much other then the fact that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- we all go like "TeEEEEEEHHHH" when A1 enters a lift .  *ah...hahahahahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and theres this thingy where you press the button and the screen will turn transparent? the first time i was like pretending i made it that way. tian hoe suddenly appeared behind the screen with a spastic face! zOMG lol. then we end up stripping behind the thing and having donnervan scam ppl to look. ahaha (; i swear it looked like some gay anime .. Ohoh and xiang hao and tian hoe faked a kiss behind it ! HAHAHA (; cuuttee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the tunnel? the males of my class are incredibly flexible!!! there were like 8 people in the small thing! O_O omfgg. lol PLUS A1 OMG. I KNOW LOL. too bad no pictures were allowed there. alot of other lame events also happened which i can only remember vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and also ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/L/storage/site1/files/34/32/22/343222_896943d94cd884arg9iz02.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG 66% rain AHAHA (: and i love ashley tisdale .. and why do i look like so many girls -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall it was a good day. cept someone din't come to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-557838226738637491?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/557838226738637491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=557838226738637491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/557838226738637491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/557838226738637491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheeeel-of-for-i-mean-singapore-flyer.html' title='wheeeel OF For.... i mean singapore flyer'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SI24oLz0N-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/kQWpOPFBspY/s72-c/27072008614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6202755586435991296</id><published>2008-07-27T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:14:22.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby</title><content type='html'>nobody in the world would be able to take your place to fill the void which you would leave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6202755586435991296?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6202755586435991296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6202755586435991296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6202755586435991296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6202755586435991296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/baby.html' title='baby'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5695813194840033927</id><published>2008-07-27T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T01:20:14.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDKWTBLS</title><content type='html'>i'm currently suffering from IDKWTBLS or aka&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;Know&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;Blog&lt;br /&gt;LaH&lt;br /&gt;syndrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its killing me! every single second i stare at this .. page!! i cannot make it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SItTb8_8IPI/AAAAAAAAADw/EIJr2dWjDjg/s1600-h/IDKWTBLS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SItTb8_8IPI/AAAAAAAAADw/EIJr2dWjDjg/s320/IDKWTBLS.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227363532189475058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that i wanna kill blogger. if only they have a more entertaining browser layout or something. something.. creative. or something that makes us think creative and make up posts as lame as this shit. no wait. if they do that i wanna kill them even more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger should come up with some layout that reminds you of your whole frigging day. or like gives you a flash back! or something. or a blackout white! (HAHAHAHHAA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also ya xun has to die for coming up with my nickname . which everyone is using it now. although it sounds totally no link and completely retarded . w/e lol. it just gave me an idea to destroy the world! *mwaahhahahahaha* i'll pen down every single person's name in the world! AND MAKE UP FUNNY NICKNAMES FOR THEM. THEN I SHALL WATCH THEM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUFFER&lt;/span&gt; and watch them tear each other apart! reaping each other into chicken shreds! and i shall cook shredded chicken macarroni with it! ( which also got me my b3 for my home econamics for 2 consecutive years! ) AHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats the end of my post. tada ( this is called "so much bullshit" when you're forced to do something.. also... its.. annn.. nvm )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway today i went back o school for popping open. cuz it has been forever since i last went back. it was fun. had great beats and lots of swinging of the legs ahaha.. too bad its only an hour =( well would love to session some time with jonas or something or somebody... in school dance. everybody else are just from different genres or something although i would love to learn latin ( which i secretly hide from esther who has been hinting that she needs a partner to me how many times and comparing her height against mine saying that its quite okay )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so anyway after that. was supposed to meet karmaine but unfornately she doesnt want to see me at 3pm so lucky for me. Andy was in town. in fact he was with raymond, sin hui and.. some other girl whom i never met before ;x yeah so i went to marina sq. to find them which they have just had their lunch... its great to have a cousin.. always there for you.. like when you're all alone in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so after dinner i went down to bedok to find karmaine who has just finished shopping .. and was about to go home instead. went to play pool where i got owned ? -.- no wait im not supposed to write this out. i didnt get owned in fact i owned herrr... ( nah i can't lie ) i got beatened the shit out.. 3-0 -_- its ok i can always own ppl in other things ... not the end of the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why so serious? *licks lips* ahh joker ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zzz &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/5432363926688870936-5695813194840033927?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5695813194840033927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5695813194840033927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5695813194840033927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5695813194840033927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/idkwtbls.html' title='IDKWTBLS'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SItTb8_8IPI/AAAAAAAAADw/EIJr2dWjDjg/s72-c/IDKWTBLS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6427578587080641727</id><published>2008-07-24T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:38:57.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Dos Tre cuantro</title><content type='html'>hear the song playing at the back? HOT SHIT RIGHT? OMGGG took me forever and a shitload of research to find the title of ittt XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit this spanish is sexy as hell.... OMG OMG :X i'd drop chinese for thisss!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6427578587080641727?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6427578587080641727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6427578587080641727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6427578587080641727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6427578587080641727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/un-dos-tre-cuantro.html' title='Un Dos Tre cuantro'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5064166500823094791</id><published>2008-07-22T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:06:18.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on his knees</title><content type='html'>mm today went home early. nobody go out with ughh everyone's studying. i guess i should be too? but i guess i just have too much an affinity with last minute stuff... which sometimes pisses me off! my work at expo? my dad threw it at me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;last minute&lt;/span&gt; so i only had 12 hours ( make that 8 by the time i reached home ) to read up on the products and like find out all the nonsense. ITS MY FIRST JOB AT LEAST GIVE ME A EARLIER NOTICE. also there was the sheng yang presentation? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAST MINUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ALSO. wth man then they still can complain i so much singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  its &lt;u&gt;Singapore&lt;/u&gt; and i'm speaking to 13 and 14 year olds. i don't really think they would pay attention to a profound and boring speech. the idea of the speech was to let them know and understand what we did during the overseas trip and to encourage students to go for the exchange programme. not tell them how boring it is and have the minority try out for the audition. then you guys would only be able to pick. lets see , the handful which auditioned cuz you don't get a choice do you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  gah whatever, anyway i just finished watching AVATAR - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;the legend of aang&lt;/span&gt; it was quite meaningful actually other then waterfalls appearing out of no where whenever he needs to bend water. -_- but the effects are great. has great morales but unfornately too much smooching for small kids who tune in to nickolodeon every evenning? ahwell. did i mention its NOT a japanese anime? how cool is tat! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there is a bank which credits your account each morning with $86,400, carries over no balance from day to day, allows you to keep no cash balance, and every evening cancels whatever part of the amount you had failed to use during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Draw out every cent, of course!&lt;br /&gt; Well, everyone has such a bank. It's name is &lt;b&gt;time&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose.&lt;br /&gt;It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.&lt;br /&gt;Each day it opens a new account for you.&lt;br /&gt;Each night it burns the records of the day.&lt;br /&gt;If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours.&lt;br /&gt;There is no going back. There is no drawing against the tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;You must live in the present on today's deposits.&lt;br /&gt;Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The clock is running. Make the most of today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;ONE YEAR&lt;/b&gt;, ask a student who failed a grade.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;ONE MONTH&lt;/b&gt;, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;ONE WEEK&lt;/b&gt;, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;ONE HOUR&lt;/b&gt;, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;ONE MINUTE&lt;/b&gt;, ask a person who missed the train.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;ONE SECOND&lt;/b&gt;, ask a person who just avoided an accident.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of &lt;b&gt;ONE MILLISECOND&lt;/b&gt;, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And remember, time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is history.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore, i guess i should not be doing last minute work anymore and start making use of this. time ... to well do something more productive which was something i always wanted to do. but never done anything about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know its just not as fun when you're missing one person :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5064166500823094791?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5064166500823094791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5064166500823094791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5064166500823094791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5064166500823094791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-his-knees.html' title='on his knees'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7465033172983615802</id><published>2008-07-21T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:37:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im not a cheekopeh</title><content type='html'>hmm today was the dsa people's audition, so after we warmed up we just ran thru our previous choreographs then it was the little xiao mei meis turn to take the studio. so privileged to get to see next year's addition of dance people before hand :O *raises eyebrows* I AM NOT A CHEEKOPEH. i'm just.. &lt;s&gt;perverted&lt;/s&gt; err err im just clean lah tats all ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo but halfway thru their audition karmaine told me she was waiting for the bus to go home..then i ran out with my psp cuz she said she wanted to borrow it.. then she never come find me.. so i wanted to pass to her then! but when i ran out . i saw the bus no. 39 vrooom pass -.-ahwell. its the thought that counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like my ang kong. it says "SLURPEE" :D oh and i had ice cream just now? in this cute little cup ( sigh which someone gave it to me a while ago for my birthday =/ ) .. anyway it was filled to the brim and the ice cream looked like my cup's brain cuz my cup is like a face thingy. nvm i shall post the picture next time cuz im too lazy to get off my bed to grab the phone cable ;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7465033172983615802?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7465033172983615802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7465033172983615802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7465033172983615802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7465033172983615802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-cheekopeh.html' title='im not a cheekopeh'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7182015606640070624</id><published>2008-07-19T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:58:27.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misa misa</title><content type='html'>okayy now i've got the time to post since karmaine's working and im a little more awake now.. and a little worried about some issues but i'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday ( a friday ) after our CCAs karmaine came to my house for a while so i could change and cook myself maggie noodle a pity she wasnt angry ( i would have poisoned her to death mwahaha ) :X yeh on the way back my sister was in a cab so she shouted to me and we got a free ride home xD so nice of herr :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. soon after karmaine went home to change and she wore my birthday present! oh and also the necklace that michelle or smth gave her! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt; LOOK LIKE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MISA MISA&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;LAH CAN OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because she wanted to watch the DARK knight cause one of her favourite actor or smth or maybe some guy who is hot was in the show. heather smth or the other way around. as the JOKER.. i think his roll was.. saddistic as hell -.- cutting up ppl's lips making  them smile OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol and the movie was hella long. around 2 and a half hours! -_- i almost fell asleep! but only because it was tired. it was rather action packed. but however i thought that more gadgets should have been placed in the movie to make it cooler. if not damn boring la. batman has no super powers! so at least give him more gadgets and like cool-never-possible-in-real-life stuffs! also during the movie, i think the girl behind us was pretty pissed at her boyfriend for sleeping halfway into the movie and worst of all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SNORING&lt;/span&gt; ahahaha.. ;o i turned around and saw her rolling her eyes ! thats os very sad ;x not like me. tired but will not fall asleep one .. being totally capable of controlling when i want to sleep(thats a lie. ) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and also i.. or WE.. were &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANNOYED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; till we could be annoyed no further at these 2 freakishly tall couple! okay maybe just the girl.. shes like taller than me? ( fyi i'm 1.8metres ) THAT FREAK!.. we waited so long to use the basketball machine then you all come ks us!?!??!! WTF LEARN TO QUE LA. you think tall ppl can like just throw all their &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;EQ&lt;/span&gt; away meh? I also tall and i have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MANNERS&lt;/span&gt;! wtf!? ohoh. and not only did the 2 of you cut our ques. YOU PLAYED&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; FOUR&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; FRICKIN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GAMES&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;_|_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its people like them who give us Singaporeans a bad name. assholes.. pfft ruin my day. w/e me and karmaine still trashed them with our although not at our best form, first try, scores and beated their 4th try. boohoo =( so tall and cannot play basketball.. nubsss go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7182015606640070624?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7182015606640070624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7182015606640070624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7182015606640070624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7182015606640070624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-came-home.html' title='misa misa'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7542002879480824806</id><published>2008-07-16T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:19:06.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karmaine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[edited to become diabetic and anti-suan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;(okay maybe a little suan )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember like the start of this year, when me and ivan decided to join hadi 'they all' for a game of basketball at the back of 201. then you appeared and i was sortof like, why the hell have i not seen this girl in school before WTFFF.. i know i never tell you this, but i swear its all true (; even though i didn't take the initiative to talk to you, cause at that time i really was, taken and i didn't lie. its just that nobody ask. so i didn't say anything ! roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the other time that i saw you at bugis and started to got all crazy and like shouting to you cause it was like damn loud? but i.. sorta would have forgotten about that incident if you didn't remind me. hehehs ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was finally able to like carry out a conversation with you when i trashed you in basketball in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt; one day. then you, claim that i do questionable things. which i do not admit that i didn't but neither did i say i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. i'll admit.. i guess i'm really lucky to have you. if i could be any luckier, it would be having another you (; all the time that i just have my male version of pms, you tried your best to cheer me up, make me smile and i did. and how the smiles grow bigger when you turn your back on me because i was thinking how lucky i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really think that i'm not worthy of you because for a lot of times all i did was make you all emo-ish and you woul like walk off and emo. And even though you always seem to be biased against me, i'll try my best to treat you so good, so very nice and good that one day you would be biased for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the first person that made me feel that there is actually something important in life. that i would take the last bus out for. or cab out in the middle of the night for. to sacrifice my sleep to type this blog entry for. all this. i've never had an affection for a person this way before. you're the first for all of this and &lt;u&gt;MORE&lt;/u&gt; and hopefully be the last .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think what holds us together is the amount of stupidity that adds up when the two of us together. Also the ability to forgive an .. well not forget, but laugh like mad at the past and the stupid things that happens .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you i knew nothing about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; . but after meeting you, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;karmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  i feel everything there is to this wonderful and magical word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know when am i EVER going to type this kinda diabetic stuff again, but just remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday is history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Tomorrow is a mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7542002879480824806?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7542002879480824806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7542002879480824806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7542002879480824806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7542002879480824806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/karmaine.html' title='karmaine..'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3673758728412460503</id><published>2008-07-16T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:13:34.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>the last thing i wanted was someone weaping over something stupid i mentioned... i just kinda suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it was just a stupid thought at that moment. and it just sucks to make someone unhappy on their birthday, and just stupid-ier to remind them of it. they had a great earlier half of the day and you were part of it. that's whats supposed to be reminded not this bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should create another place to rant about stuffs and like let this just be the place for great memories with you (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah tats right pull it all outtt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHzPf-B2S_I/AAAAAAAAADg/vcyRIE1kzMM/s1600-h/12072008515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHzPf-B2S_I/AAAAAAAAADg/vcyRIE1kzMM/s320/12072008515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223277815976578034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a sound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHzPhreXI_I/AAAAAAAAADo/BeeNjeO97xw/s1600-h/12072008559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHzPhreXI_I/AAAAAAAAADo/BeeNjeO97xw/s320/12072008559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223277845355635698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid promises -_- pfft.. i wonder how many periods would i be sleeping in tomorrow.. roar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3673758728412460503?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3673758728412460503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3673758728412460503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3673758728412460503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3673758728412460503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHzPf-B2S_I/AAAAAAAAADg/vcyRIE1kzMM/s72-c/12072008515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5766114816069028243</id><published>2008-07-13T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:04:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet the parents?</title><content type='html'>First of all, i am very proud to say that i have either gained 1.5kg or 2kgs depending on whether the weighing scale is faulty. but YEHH im no longer stucked at 58kg and have finally moved on to a 59.5 or a 60kg! im gonna be known as fat! but if only they knew im 1.8m which would still make that underweight -.- beeeech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How did i so amazingly achieve this weight increase? i'll have to thank my amazingly-forever-hungry-at-the-spell-of-good-food appetite! During dinner today, i thought that my rice was too little. so i said it out loud, then my aunt gave me like one and a half times of what i usuallly eat -_-&lt;br /&gt;which is super alot!! usually i eat about 1.5 times more then outside served rice. so that makes it like 1.75 or smth.. zomg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was supposed go visit my cousin's new house which unfortunately. had 4 noob contractors whom failed 4 projects on the house such as making the glass door too tiny/poking a hole in their water pipe... sucks right? whats more is that their friends on my uncle WTH -.- nubs who can't get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but anyway. i din't go. because priority took place and i went to find karmaine at ws (: where she bought a last minute present for some girl whose bday is one day before hers.. that would be 12 October... XD jk jk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well.. she invited me to her family dinner to celebrate her birthday! which was very nice of her! although it was kinda awkward and stuff .. it was great to know her relatives. Her father for a fact was really funny and her mother was really nice offering me food and stuff (even though i already ate so frigging much, that makes 2 dinners in almost  2hours and 3 plates of rich omfg ). ohoh and like her older brother and her aunt are damn cool ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When they were giving presents to karmaine, because most of her presents were pink, and.. unfortunately i was wearing pink. so the aunt said i could give myself to her as a present ;O but that would not be necessary since she has already received so frigging much money ;O karmaine says she could not describe stuffs today. i realize im talking like a complete blond today. i dont know why. as in my reactions. and like try to say something funny and fail miserably ... god damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and like her parents were so nice to send me home, and so frigging smart to understand karmaine's description of the location of my house ! which is at like flora road? and she says "you know the place with alot of condos at loyang?" and wow they actually understood her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   oh and i just got myself shaved!?!? stupid hui min keep complaining to her to get me to shave. now i look.. different -.- i dunno how to explain. but its just not that old anymore. =( oh well i shall practice on my moustache before i go to the goatee (; dont wanna end up looking something like ';,,,;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still glad its over. its quite awkward at times (: but i'll get use to it ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;i really want this to last whether you like it or not (;&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/5432363926688870936-5766114816069028243?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5766114816069028243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5766114816069028243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5766114816069028243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5766114816069028243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-of-all-i-am-very-proud-to-say.html' title='meet the parents?'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7537240732257622294</id><published>2008-07-13T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T02:22:13.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cam wh0re</title><content type='html'>Okay, first of all. i've got some complaints. why is it.. that every single little time i cam-wh0re with someone, the first thing they tend to do is... mess me up about my frigging small eyes!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOOK AT THEM I KNOW THEIR SMALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl5UsDE1I/AAAAAAAAACA/Fuf4KihRnVo/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl5UsDE1I/AAAAAAAAACA/Fuf4KihRnVo/s320/DSC01955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176540904854354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you even my sister ?! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl5zBGv0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Nx8DVSz2CbY/s1600-h/12072008529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl5zBGv0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Nx8DVSz2CbY/s320/12072008529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176549046239042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eyes big good lahh! but i do have my defense you know! now check out my big eyed peekhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl5oRfRcI/AAAAAAAAACI/e3ReB5h0MWw/s1600-h/DSC01957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl5oRfRcI/AAAAAAAAACI/e3ReB5h0MWw/s320/DSC01957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176546162165186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl552wu4I/AAAAAAAAACY/2aSUbzhSpws/s1600-h/12072008519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl552wu4I/AAAAAAAAACY/2aSUbzhSpws/s320/12072008519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176550881901442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh check out my brown eyes 8D( yes brown/honey not FRIGGING orange demoned eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok moving on... i'm blogging here first to warm up my english language before i start on a marathon to complete right 500 words at one go. Its going to be tough, its going to bed hard, but its worth the shot, its my only shot.. ( cause i was supposed to hand it in like 2 weeks ago?.. hehs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i just got home from meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjogF__nGI/AAAAAAAAACg/Oef561RovWs/s1600-h/12072008543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjogF__nGI/AAAAAAAAACg/Oef561RovWs/s320/12072008543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222179406000135266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  you can never get enough of this now can you? (hair done by ME) :O&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  even if it was spending our time rotting in restaurants or food courts. its never wasting as long as you're here :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we just camwh0red all evening till night.. till midnight&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0wmpt5jI/AAAAAAAAACo/ywJcwfV_q1o/s1600-h/12072008486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0wmpt5jI/AAAAAAAAACo/ywJcwfV_q1o/s320/12072008486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222192883782510130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHATS YOUR PROBLEM!? ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0wgyqktI/AAAAAAAAACw/4F0C7Rxbork/s1600-h/12072008483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0wgyqktI/AAAAAAAAACw/4F0C7Rxbork/s320/12072008483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222192882209428178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i shall make the background of my psp match my shirt everytime i go out ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0w9r3YlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tWzVXE7DIz4/s1600-h/12072008494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0w9r3YlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tWzVXE7DIz4/s320/12072008494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222192889965535826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im trying to yawn here... lawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0xLGJlpI/AAAAAAAAADA/0vMxFKAt8u0/s1600-h/12072008549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0xLGJlpI/AAAAAAAAADA/0vMxFKAt8u0/s320/12072008549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222192893565441682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wassup mr macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0xZ5jzgI/AAAAAAAAADI/YlJQ5Xz7Fv4/s1600-h/12072008559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj0xZ5jzgI/AAAAAAAAADI/YlJQ5Xz7Fv4/s320/12072008559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222192897539165698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok here you go again -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj1rl73mtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gszSmXeXkZA/s1600-h/12072008500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj1rl73mtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gszSmXeXkZA/s320/12072008500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222193897202490066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahaha my turn with the fingers! (look at me smiling gleefully, sweet revenge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj1rnlfNfI/AAAAAAAAADY/9U4FprzzTMQ/s1600-h/12072008561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHj1rnlfNfI/AAAAAAAAADY/9U4FprzzTMQ/s320/12072008561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222193897645487602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YOU GOT OWNEDDD PUNK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  anyway. when i was walking home just now.. a bloody grass hopper flew across me and rubbed against my lips!!! WTFFFFF OMGGGG -.- GROSS ASS SHIT. omg omgawd!! sigh since mom's asleep, got nobody to help me cook maggie noodles. im too lazy to move my butt. so i guess i shall munch on this german dark chocolate . ahaha (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im done with english (: YE-AH :D&lt;br /&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/5432363926688870936-7537240732257622294?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7537240732257622294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7537240732257622294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7537240732257622294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7537240732257622294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/cam-wh0re.html' title='cam wh0re'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SHjl5UsDE1I/AAAAAAAAACA/Fuf4KihRnVo/s72-c/DSC01955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6288764637676692738</id><published>2008-07-12T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:45:13.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's gonna me you and the dance floor</title><content type='html'>skin changed . tags replies . music changed .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6288764637676692738?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6288764637676692738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6288764637676692738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6288764637676692738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6288764637676692738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-gonna-me-you-and-dance-floor.html' title='it&apos;s gonna me you and the dance floor'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6419150967542031745</id><published>2008-07-11T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:25:10.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karma mama</title><content type='html'>zi-high, the most important drug that gets you high. and also the people around whose been into contact with it. when you get high, the people around you are high too, but your enemies gets angry but that just makes you high-ier. then making your enemies angry and the cycle continues for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; moving on... karmaine's supposed to go out with me, but that lazy nub is too lazy to move her butt out of her house, and wants to meet me tommorow . ohwell . its okay . &lt;s&gt;i shall make myself lazy tommorow (:&lt;/s&gt; oops forgot that she reads my blog. its okay i shall stroke it and she won't be able to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; teeheeheesx, iie n0ex iie Mx sh0 fArNiiex.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rightio.. not being done with my english homework . so i guess i'll be screwed on monday, but at least i won't have to worry about the emaths and physics test which are on the same frigging topic speed-time graph?!! lol.*flicks the little finger* no kick la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;oh ps. karmaine's a &lt;s&gt;bias&lt;/s&gt;biayus, yet lovable piece of shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6419150967542031745?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6419150967542031745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6419150967542031745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6419150967542031745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6419150967542031745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/karma-mama.html' title='karma mama'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4634940664346560840</id><published>2008-07-10T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:01:47.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooshie (:</title><content type='html'>alright. finally got my hands on the laptop again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  it hurted me to the deepest of feelings to receive the news. If only there was a way to help it. but right now, i guess i should just listen and be obedient. When its time, it's time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  having said so. i already don't feel like writing . or in this case typing anything anymore. be before i go i just have say, i never thought people would ever be contented, but i just feel that way for the first time in my 15 years of life with &lt;u&gt;karmaine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4634940664346560840?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4634940664346560840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4634940664346560840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4634940664346560840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4634940664346560840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/wooshie.html' title='wooshie (:'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-777100913633069465</id><published>2008-07-07T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T02:56:12.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm what to get what to get</title><content type='html'>Was about to post something else, but now i just want to know whats up with those damned haters whom unfortunately have no balls to come to my face and say stuffs to me. jeez... oh im &lt;u&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/u&gt; demoralised by you guys man. ohh my gawdd. try to learn to use your time do more valuable things such as getting-a-life.. or maybe keep your hands off your own pants and go earn some money to get yourself a hooker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i should blame you for hating that guy with so much self-confidence that you lack and have to hide behind that computer screen crying day and night over. oh jeez. thats so very sad. and perhaps you get respected for tagging anonymously discriminating he/she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i wish you good luck, i see a bright future for you in the paparazzi section! where you can take more shots of me and continue hating! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being so nice today. i waited for k, and kk... ( karmaine and kiat kiong) for 4 frigging hours. not knowing that theres the $2 charge for overstay. DAMN. ohwell i got owned by smrt.. -_- but its okay. i was so nice to entertain Fernandez with my magic tricks ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 of them should like get me something huge for an important day for me la~ omg.. 4 hours leh! FOUR FRIGGING HOURS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. you're so sweet (:&lt;br /&gt;oh ps. i love you&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/5432363926688870936-777100913633069465?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/777100913633069465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=777100913633069465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/777100913633069465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/777100913633069465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/mmm-what-to-get-what-to-get.html' title='mmm what to get what to get'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6459663566023484936</id><published>2008-07-06T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:00:23.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 bdays..</title><content type='html'>celebrated 3 people's birthday yesterday, no wait make that 5.. hehehs heres a dedication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEXUS - 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY Lyvia Loh, Y.JustinDran, chan zhang hao - 5th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER AND Lai Li - 6th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   As it is like 1am in the morning and i am currently very tired the details of the following descriptions of the day would be limited/incorrect. it doesn't really matter because of you have to do is to believe that i such a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So yesterday it was really cool yet tiring to celebrate like 5 people's birthday + my cousin whom i unfortunately still have not gotten a chance to wish him yet. ahwell. but it started out with going to lexus's house which about 2 seconds ago i just realised before going to lexus house i went to tampinese with Karmaine and Fernendez , which is totally not important because all we did was went there to eat. If you continue to read the rest of this post in the middle of the night you may probably fall asleep and drool all over your keyboard &lt;s&gt;which is my intention of this post from the start&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so at lexus's house we played basketball and i think i won every game whichever team i was in :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;first line-up was me, kar, &lt;s&gt;birthday boy&lt;/s&gt;lexus against Tl, ahma, kaykay&lt;br /&gt;followed by me, kar, tl against lex,ahma,kaykay&lt;br /&gt;trashed :X then yaw huei came with li hao and we played like against 2 outside people whom lexus teamed up with against us, i have to say.. one of the guys had a beautiful jump shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay moving on, other than getting jacked like a zillion of times by lexus's brother because my name sounds girly.. we &lt;u&gt;THREW LEXUS INTO THE POOL&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home to change after that to prepare for lyvia's birthday chalet and also my sister and her boyfriend's bbq which were at costa sands resort and pasir ris park. went to lyvia's place for a short while only before karmaine and kkay came with the drinks and we strolled all the way to pit 48 which was frigging far. DAMN.. WHY must they reuse that pit (; ok fine, they should reuse it since it has lots of memorable memories. (lol what am i trying to say) . then tenglin was trying to do his stupid magic tricks again at the pit -_- and also he was taking their absolute pear vodka as if he bought it... ah well manners manners tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty entertaining to listen to their rubbish anyways.. before we head back, but unfortunately some &lt;u&gt;NOOB&lt;/u&gt; got too tired and i had to send her home. i think we take too long to walk a short distance, stopping halfway to be a nuisance to the forest and the neighbourhood. and somehow we fell asleep and woke up at 3 plus plus plus and manage to get that NUB home by 4. hurray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't decide where to go and just started walking and ended up near the maze of the pasir ris park when i heard.... BRENT"S LAUGHTER. i swear anyone would be recognise his laughter from miles away and same goes to tenglin's laughter! so i found them in the maze and tagged along.. and like went to walk the magroove thingy after that. yada yada yada ended up back at the chalet at last at like 5.15 in the mornning an i guess almost everyone went to sleep except for like ivan who went to emo by himself watching wei cong sleep talk to chow lin and the sunrise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much got home after that to sleep even more until like 3pm which i was awaken abrupty by a frigging phone call whom asked for people who weren't even in the house the previous day! MY GOD! so i got so pissed off after i finished feasting on the wonderful lunch that i made myself i went to watch south park for the rest of the evening till m dinner arrived 2 hours later. meanning that i ate all 3 of my meals in 2 and a half hours! WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i just came home from DTE, after watching don't mess with the zohan with karmaine, seriously, viewer's discretion is advised before you watch that movie! and i DID NOT. i repeat DID NOT watch the poor quality version of it already at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then the money factor, i feel that my life has definitely gotten better, theres just one more thing.... hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6459663566023484936?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6459663566023484936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6459663566023484936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6459663566023484936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6459663566023484936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-bdays.html' title='3 bdays..'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4051694562947606010</id><published>2008-07-03T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:23:42.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't speak good cheena</title><content type='html'>and for the last frigging time, I KNOW I CANT READ/WRITE CHEENA-ISH.. omfg and yes unfortunately my ang mor ain't very good either. so i got a "comment" from mr lim. bout how i can improve. and yeah i'll definitely work on that. it was just that we were only given 24 hours beforehand notice with an uncompleted power point slide! and were told to make the presentation lively. honestly speaking, which secondary 1 or 2 student would listen to some boring chim chim presentation. omfg -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. i was asked to read during chinese period until PAULO/WANG QIANG/QIANG QIANG got pek ceked with me and asked me to stop. boohooo ;o i dare you to let me complete the paragraph even though it takes up half your period. mwahaha -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was ya xun, kar and fern laughing at my horrid speeches when i tried to read the book! its because of people like you that i dun give a damn about chinese anymore !!! :O kidding kidding xD&lt;br /&gt;i just can't seem to get all the characters and how they're pronounced in my head. omg -.-&lt;br /&gt;good thing i still have my basic ni wo ta... ;o thats all you need hehehs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4051694562947606010?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4051694562947606010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4051694562947606010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4051694562947606010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4051694562947606010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-speak-good-cheena.html' title='i can&apos;t speak good cheena'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2328954233635218472</id><published>2008-07-01T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:20:18.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;why later? so that you could think of a better excuse? sigh. sleepy......? pfft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/e la hor.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dawn yang just got owned recently &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really feel like saying anything now. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkthxbye&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/5432363926688870936-2328954233635218472?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2328954233635218472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2328954233635218472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2328954233635218472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2328954233635218472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-later-so-that-you-could-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1744576566032157907</id><published>2008-06-28T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:18:12.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tsktsk</title><content type='html'>dear flamers - read, digest, click the X button. and alt-f4 gives you unlimited spamming power! *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my iq today was overly high till it reached negative and made me lock my own phone ....... -.- i mistook the pin code for the lock code and typed the lock code wrongly 3 times and ended up having to type the puk code which i do not have access to yet -_- yes.. lots of codes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bohooo. i think i should make cbox change every single vulgarity it censors to the word 'love' that would be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this - &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;love you!&lt;br /&gt;or..                - you're a &lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt;lover&lt;br /&gt;and maybe! - &lt;s&gt;dick&lt;/s&gt;lovehead.. (ok... dint come out right...)&lt;br /&gt;OR EVEN    - YOU"RE &lt;s&gt;GAY&lt;/s&gt;LOVELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching wild n out 1am in the morning just now and ne-yo's voice is just. woah. and also at the same time at channel 18, they were looking for the hottest twins in las vegas. that was just WOAH(SQUARE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. wtff they already have to share genes and their still so. woah lmaoroflwtfomglol. ahh i amuse myself so easily. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;font-size:78%;" &gt;its just that your eyes told a different story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ne-yo not nemo its me HO :o&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/5432363926688870936-1744576566032157907?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1744576566032157907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1744576566032157907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1744576566032157907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1744576566032157907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/tsktsk.html' title='tsktsk'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6768170095958366238</id><published>2008-06-25T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:11:02.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ye ye</title><content type='html'>When you get old, you really start to be more wary of the things that happen around you, the things that go on that you never noticed 5 years ago... also known as KAYPOH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    ok but seriously... i learnt more about what the hell's is happening amongst my relatives today. unlike the past which i don't really give and damn and don't listen to them at all and just gorge down at those expensive looking but unfortunately &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIGGING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;VEGETARIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FOOD! FTW.&lt;/span&gt; thank god, god invented mushrooms :O their like the only thing that i appreciate. due to their fleshy appearance! they look like the meats ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    anyway, the important thing today was that Ye Ye is, sorta, and kinda getting old. and it's so all of a sudden, its like only within these 2 weeks. he starts to lag, walks slowly,  and also the way he looks at things, its so.. different, and it scares the hell out of me. im concerned, however i understand that people are born to .. well degrade after a certain amount of decades spent on earth, and thank god i decided to attend ye ye's birthday dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were so much more that i wanted to blog about in the car just now! i just seem to have short term memory loss. ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and a little more about me? hehs, im sorta a person who either tells it in your face if i don't like something? or just do it back at you and ask if you like . im not sensitive, just a bitch (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6768170095958366238?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6768170095958366238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6768170095958366238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6768170095958366238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6768170095958366238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/ye-ye.html' title='ye ye'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2237201810968871557</id><published>2008-06-24T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:26:32.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye long hair</title><content type='html'>since i just got my FRIGGING LONG and BROWN hair.. i shall make a post specially to commemorate this day.. boohoo =( my hair.. and i even decided to make a game hehehs. whack the long hair me ;D &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;this game's for those who has a problem with me but just have no frigging idea how to express it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dluxproductions.com/games/yougame/whackayou2.swf?imageID=ffa45f735508f7bf266b3af2e1330d96&amp;amp;name=JiNG" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" name="maskmaker" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dluxproductions.com/games/yougame/view.php?gamename=whackayou2&amp;amp;imageID=ffa45f735508f7bf266b3af2e1330d96&amp;amp;name=JiNG"&gt;Get Code&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.dluxproductions.com/games/"&gt;Create Your Own!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTQzMTI5MzgyMTgmcHQ9MTIxNDMxMjk2NzQ1MyZwPTMxNjExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just for memorial purpose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzNxmWJwI/AAAAAAAAABg/N_bIMp_pznA/s1600-h/24062008440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzNxmWJwI/AAAAAAAAABg/N_bIMp_pznA/s320/24062008440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215435786473056002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehehs. look abit kuku. but still korean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzOKJafUI/AAAAAAAAABo/kvkC3unRs80/s1600-h/DSC01973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzOKJafUI/AAAAAAAAABo/kvkC3unRs80/s320/DSC01973.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215435793062591810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CUTE RIGHT I KNOW OMFGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzOKeiRKI/AAAAAAAAABw/sK0FpguV3ng/s1600-h/DSC01972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzOKeiRKI/AAAAAAAAABw/sK0FpguV3ng/s320/DSC01972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215435793151181986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is so zhai ! HEHS XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzOMVtYPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Mpw2eWcHJdg/s1600-h/11062008416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzOMVtYPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Mpw2eWcHJdg/s320/11062008416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215435793651032306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hoho good hair day (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know. v long neh put peekchers. cuz sometimes their so mafan. but now i found my handphone plug. should be more interesting le bah my posts. since a picture says a thousand words (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i might have a more colourful past the next time i read this (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2237201810968871557?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2237201810968871557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2237201810968871557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2237201810968871557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2237201810968871557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/since-i-just-got-my-frigging-long-and.html' title='bye bye long hair'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GMyMQOSjTnA/SGDzNxmWJwI/AAAAAAAAABg/N_bIMp_pznA/s72-c/24062008440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6842755867658010875</id><published>2008-06-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:53:26.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeh</title><content type='html'>sch reopens tml. and its getting late. dun wanna be late on the first day of school cuz im a good boy :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;soo....&lt;br /&gt;ITS POINT FORM BLOGGING TIME! YAYS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TML SCH REOPEN&lt;br /&gt;-HOMEWORK ALL NOT DONE&lt;br /&gt;-NO WAIT ITS NEVER START&lt;br /&gt;-WHY IS MY CAPLOCKS TURNED ON?!&lt;br /&gt;-WTF...&lt;br /&gt;-there much better&lt;br /&gt;-roar.&lt;br /&gt;-ok....&lt;br /&gt;-ohyes tapestry next week! GAMBETE EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;-choir&lt;br /&gt;-co&lt;br /&gt;-dance&lt;br /&gt;-band&lt;br /&gt;-yadayada&lt;br /&gt;-wushu team whos there to help out cuz you're not considered an art...*coughcoughLAUGHScoughcough*&lt;br /&gt;-and i dunno when the hell is my next practice gonna be...&lt;br /&gt;-i better check that out.&lt;br /&gt;-ohyeahh..&lt;br /&gt;-leave tag please&lt;br /&gt;-i rock&lt;br /&gt;-i still rock&lt;br /&gt;-...&lt;br /&gt;-...&lt;br /&gt;- okay..&lt;br /&gt;-nights&lt;br /&gt;-oh .. one more thing..&lt;br /&gt;- i RAWRK0XRS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6842755867658010875?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6842755867658010875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6842755867658010875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6842755867658010875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6842755867658010875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeh.html' title='yeh'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-64460020293469501</id><published>2008-06-17T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:47:00.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet chalet chalet</title><content type='html'>hmm been blogging quite off lately. who cares i blog whenever i want! (: hehehs cause tml's 3r2 chalet so i won't be using the comp for 3 days.. and have to go for dance practice halfway. wth loo -.- w/e lah dte rocks got direct bus ^^ and now ehub has ntuc! which reminds me. there wasn't a bbq planned! STUPID ORGANISERS. leave it to the professionals like me next time lahh stupid newbs ;D ehehehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*starts to sing* THERES A HERO thats inside... blahblahblah something something something&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk my singing has improved no doubt :D i rmb lyrics so vividly! :D w00h00!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/e i hope SOMEONE can save this chalet ;o although it'll be fun, but whats a chalet without a bbq. ohhwell. stupid people who havent pay faster pay. so we can take the money go ntuc buy stuff. but i dunno how to settle the satay siahh might need to call delivery or smth if not just chiong chicken wings and kfc lohh =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilty and bosch feat. co-thkoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oblRnGLLMyk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oblRnGLLMyk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, this is a repost. but i'm looking at both the locking and popping this time instead of 2 individual genres. but w/e :D DOPE ASS SHIZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-64460020293469501?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/64460020293469501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=64460020293469501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/64460020293469501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/64460020293469501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/chalet-chalet-chalet.html' title='chalet chalet chalet'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5959329461919394393</id><published>2008-06-15T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:38:49.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOREMON</title><content type='html'>just back from dte. and before that i was just back from kelong. ROAR. i dun feel like blogging much and like my kelong trip was practically about gainning fats. like eat sleep eat then sleep somemore. once in a while i would throw the line down and just pray the fish bites it ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make such a good fisherman, they say practice patience so i do this (: thats all the skill that is taken :D lol (other then the other tricks in pulling the line, tying the knots an other random shit that comes with it) and my greatest achievement....... TWO DAMNED SOTONGS... and my sister caught 10+ wthay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue some other day if i feel like it or if i remember which i probably won't so don't stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is totally random but i officially love doremon again after watching this... i rmb theres the Darth Vader one.. now this! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyBmyV-pD_w&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FyBmyV-pD_w&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5959329461919394393?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5959329461919394393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5959329461919394393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5959329461919394393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5959329461919394393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/doremon.html' title='DOREMON'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1041592903093067960</id><published>2008-06-11T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T13:13:08.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew</title><content type='html'>okay.. my phone bill was $97 plus.. irritating&lt;br /&gt;how the hell should i know they add up the previous smses that i already over used :X together with this one! roar no fair lah. if i had known i would have controled myself! now is like 1.5k smses roar.. i smack them lahh stoopid m1 GO DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im pretty pissed at 'my group' maybe its a misunderstanding but for like 4 times!?! i talk to them... no reply at all.. wtf man ivan i know you read this. but. wth at least leave me an offline msg saying that you're not doing it on purpose..*edit* fine you fuckers. i thought do together, then now do with other people. whats more start alr never tell me, its so late into the holidays already, how the fuck am i supposed to find another group. cannot contact me? tats bullshit my phone is practically turned on 24/7 . a message? a call? FUCK YOU, FUCK ALL OF YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im regreting taking physics.. should have went bio.. but although im being able to cope rather well with physics.. but i think i'd prefer bio.. i blame my sis XD *physics better physics better blahblahblah* :D kidding, i respect my sister ... thats why i followed her stupid advice -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im pretty reliefed now. hehs XD&lt;br /&gt;about some stupid thingy ;o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1041592903093067960?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1041592903093067960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1041592903093067960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1041592903093067960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1041592903093067960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/phew.html' title='phew'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6333613313133301497</id><published>2008-06-08T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:31:19.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>curiosity kills the cat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bboy event today.&lt;br /&gt;the usual crews were there. cept ftc was missing, no idea why. so radical forze won as predicted.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the finals was more boring then the semi finals and i don't know why. but the good show were the showcases by the crews and the judges! hell.. bboy bruce lee from korea ;O ghey powerhead... i was recording him on film. i stared at him till i dint even noticed he were out of range of the camera! DAMN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liujing ah liujing you suck.&lt;br /&gt;tml TBG&lt;br /&gt;and its been a year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6333613313133301497?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6333613313133301497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6333613313133301497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6333613313133301497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6333613313133301497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/curiosity-kills-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-595077808310945346</id><published>2008-06-06T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:13:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATTTTT</title><content type='html'>the troubles you get yourselves into when you don't listen... tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say. but nows the worst time to get myself into anymore nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;screw this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&gt;a job that gives cash at the end of the day! (great experience at being a salesman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll pray hard, i really will&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/5432363926688870936-595077808310945346?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/595077808310945346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=595077808310945346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/595077808310945346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/595077808310945346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/whattttt.html' title='WHATTTTT'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4001393650259499000</id><published>2008-06-06T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:11:57.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dai di</title><content type='html'>my sleep is messed up! i shall go to bed like soon. i want to be able to wake up and watch the sun rise again, be able to see the condensed water droplets on the green patch of grasses. breathe in the freshness of the air, feel the tranquility of the forest. and be able to retype this paragraph in my next composition :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i completely understand why my sister is able to sleep till frigging 2pm. which is actually quite early! cuz i slept till 3! and finally left my bed at 4! ah.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is alot of life :O too much infact, therefore making it no life. geddit? yes? no? wthheck&lt;br /&gt;been rather accomplished with my homework. did 2 mcq questions on chemistry, helped karmaine do 2 pages of maths and finally, spilling mocha over our homeworks. how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hope people will come up with some everlasting-sugarless-same-tasting-lollipop soon, cause i don't think i can live without it when i get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai Dis are meant to have bets! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/5432363926688870936-4001393650259499000?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4001393650259499000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4001393650259499000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4001393650259499000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4001393650259499000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-sleep-is-messed-up-i-shall-go-to-bed.html' title='dai di'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6434793552027853186</id><published>2008-06-04T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:23:02.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it doesn't really matter about how much cons there are in one relationship.. or how minimum the pros can get... for the only pro required here is called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i could have left you in the dark, but i choose not to, for i knew you would be forgiving enough to accept my sins. it was because of the previous incident that i took your words so seriously. i played along for i felt that i might not have been good enough for you, and that i might lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for thine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/5432363926688870936-6434793552027853186?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6434793552027853186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6434793552027853186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6434793552027853186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6434793552027853186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-4160161319225955937</id><published>2008-06-02T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:00:26.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>karmaine n fern r over at my house now.. and typing with one hand is damn pek cek. cuz im eating ice cream, and after years of eating a banana with only my mouth. im trying it on ice cream. not working cuz its so frigging cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmaine and Fern are over at my house now...and typing with one hand is damn pek cek. Cause I'm eating ice cream and after years of eating a banana with only my mouth, I'm trying it on ice cream. Not working cause it's so frigging cold!! (retyped by Karmaine because she can't stand LJ's nub typing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-4160161319225955937?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4160161319225955937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=4160161319225955937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4160161319225955937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/4160161319225955937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/06/karmaine-n-fern-r-over-at-my-house-now.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-3945131310325506134</id><published>2008-05-31T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:29:50.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty</title><content type='html'>the tears built up finally came rolling down my face.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can EVER get this off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liu jing's a jerk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-3945131310325506134?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3945131310325506134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=3945131310325506134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3945131310325506134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/3945131310325506134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/guilty.html' title='guilty'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-468415450052250045</id><published>2008-05-31T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:29:58.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emphasizing that you're cold is a cheater bug way of getting a hug with your friend does not bring a jacket ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a real ass now. but i have no idea why the person who made me do it does not even feel anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have feelings okay. tats all i have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an rmb kids.. THERE ARE ALWAYS CONSEQUENCES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;damnit -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-468415450052250045?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/468415450052250045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=468415450052250045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/468415450052250045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/468415450052250045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/emphasizing-that-youre-cold-is-cheater.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1467993505098681972</id><published>2008-05-29T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:03:37.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>payday!</title><content type='html'>today. payday ! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my was ... $*33 :O not gonna fill in tat blank ;O you all can guess lor. i work 5 days only leh. how much can i earn siol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to bugis there since i had to go sim tower to collect the pay... had to ask for directions! DAMN although my instints were right. and also SOMEHOW i always seem to know where the toilets are. even if i have never been to that place ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to starbucks! then got ah ma high with her special cuppucicno (:&lt;br /&gt;amazingly karmaine is the only other person so far that appreciate machiatos. lol~&lt;br /&gt;other ppl never even hear before sia! lawl. ohwell&lt;br /&gt;ingredients in ah ma's cuppuccino - a normal cuppuccino + lots of chocolate powder + EVEN MORE cinamen podwer + vanila and the other crap in the pepper bottle.. + like 5 packets of sugar and lots of syrup (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that. dinner was on me! aww liu jing so magnanimous! such a samaritan! zomgzomg! ohwell. i did promise them a dinner after all-.- for not being free for 5 days! damn );&lt;br /&gt;although i do feel used ;O&lt;br /&gt;roar. couldn't contact wei hao! dunno where the hell he is la! ohwell if plus him hor dinner become 100 le Lol.. ;/&lt;br /&gt;i shall treat him something else next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun have the peekchas yet! cuz i lazy upload la. wait for them upload then you go check out their blog! (;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this stupid dumb-ass-lame-ass-gay-ass-lmao-ass video! lol..&lt;br /&gt;ohwell drunked (:&lt;br /&gt;good thing the restuarant dint check for ICs when we bought the alcohol~ i realised i start to appreciate tiger beer as i get older! it doesn't suck as much as it used to be anymore hahaha. i shall update tml i guess. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1467993505098681972?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1467993505098681972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1467993505098681972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1467993505098681972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1467993505098681972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/payday.html' title='payday!'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-6368807177167074995</id><published>2008-05-29T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:35:46.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;worked finally ended ! DAMN !&lt;br /&gt;hope i can collect the pay tml !&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;collect in cash so i can skip the cpf ;o mwahaha&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;today i shall dedicate this post to my dearest computer who is at a state  of depresssion! somehow i feel that it have super duper long-term mood swings  la! tat day i just tried to turn it on! and it did. then like after i hit the  restart button i never came back to live =( so sad lurh =( all the times we had  together! all the different RpGs we experimented together all the songs we  played and made together! good times .. good times =( i miss your *toot*  whenever i bang on the keyboard. i miss the sound everytime i log in or log out!  i love you computer&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD YOUR SPOILT NOW I HATE YOU, YOU IDIOT. LEAVING ME  BORED TO DEATH AT HOME! OMG GO DIE LA! go suck shit ;O&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;oh and took measurements for dance today after that went to ahmah house,  when i got there yao hui was about to leave -_- ohwell. so played around with  mathew ahma and karmaine :O&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;then after tat went tm to eat ;O&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;really questionable things could be done when you're watching ppl play  audition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-6368807177167074995?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6368807177167074995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=6368807177167074995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6368807177167074995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/6368807177167074995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-2946659088909071796</id><published>2008-05-26T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:26:09.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>equation to a funny moment = bad place + 2 frigging comical people + ability to laugh at anything&lt;br /&gt;went late for work today cuz of karmaine, cuz of yaxun, cuz of yaxun's stupid competition, cuz of whoever enetered frigging yaxun into the frigging god damned competition.. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciz if the frigging person did not frigging enetered frigging ya xun into the frigging competition, bloody ya xun would not bloody need a bloody camera in the bloody mornning, and then the damned karmaine wouldnt have to pass the damned yaxun the damned camera in the damned mornning, which then tmd karmaine wouldn't have to tmd wake me up in the tmd mornning to tmd see her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my vocabulary ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah..&lt;br /&gt;cannot elaborate.. dun understand. well.. too bad ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawl lj rocks. v long nvr type this out in my blog :O&lt;br /&gt;LIU JING ROCKSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l .j r&lt;br /&gt;i .i o&lt;br /&gt;u.n c&lt;br /&gt;. . g k&lt;br /&gt;.........s&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml last day. oh yeah (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-2946659088909071796?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2946659088909071796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=2946659088909071796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2946659088909071796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/2946659088909071796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/equation-to-funny-moment-bad-place-2.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-510985507326406783</id><published>2008-05-25T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:11:27.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>best sales ever yet ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 pancreas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 brazillian mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 joints health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 colon health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O commision OWNAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rujun tat noob dint came to visit today. cheat my feelings damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore i wear till so nice only priscilla and wei bin( my junior ) oh and my 3rd aunt and 3rd uncle came and see me ! ROAR -.- &lt;s&gt;karmaine also nvr come you ghay&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant blog about how much i miss karmaine and how i cannot live thru 4pm-5pm (the most boring time of work day) trying to &lt;s&gt;con&lt;/s&gt; promite and sell products to people 4 times to 6 times my age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days . KAMBATEH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-510985507326406783?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/510985507326406783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=510985507326406783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/510985507326406783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/510985507326406783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-sales-ever-yet-o-18-pancreas-4.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-5687620765245561119</id><published>2008-05-24T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:55:25.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>77th post w00t ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2.&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't for that guy who bought 3 pancreas health i wouldn't have much sales today. lol damn ;o cannot slack around lor. *shou zhu dai tu* if i manage to sell like 3 joint/colon health OR 1 brazillianMush&lt;s&gt;MOM&lt;/s&gt;Room/pancreas i would be earnning like 8.70/hour leh! WOAH :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today lots of people-who-are-close-to-me came for a visit!&lt;br /&gt;group 1 - Andy, Benson, Syafiq! *thankfully i think benson entered the food fair with a full stomach or smth.. it was still half crushed anyway.. dun know how the hell we from talking about frying mushrooms to firemage killing mushmom ~ *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group 2 - Kar, Jose, Fern *i recommend jose the joint health, its for old ppl with deterring joints ;O best for you man! karmaine should get the pancreas health since her boyfriend is too sweet she might kenna diabetes! Fern should try the colon health! then she won't be so spastic ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group 3 - sister and her friend(ying ting was it? SHIT I FORGOT :O SORRY. lets just call her bunneh) or smth lidat.. lol. w/e they only here to pass mother some stuff . ohyes lets just put mother into group 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group 4 - some random friends came too! the mother and her daughter from the piano lesson before me and my sister, LIU pi xue lao shi. whom she doesnt know me but she says recognises me.. ohwell and of cuz xh and lx ( ty xh for advertising for me ) ;o oh and i heard ru jun was at the expo..? but she too hum ji to show up due to some lame shit excuse tat her fringe was not down and it was unglam.. blah w/e ;O excuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes comming to visit tml anyway ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone was so nice to visit again when my work ended. a pity her parents wanted her to go home. and she was so guai to listen to them. aww .. shucks i feel neglected =O =O =O...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-5687620765245561119?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5687620765245561119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=5687620765245561119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5687620765245561119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/5687620765245561119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/77th-post-w00t-day-2.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-8821735763894942189</id><published>2008-05-23T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:08:04.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more post till this blog is on par with the old blog w00t..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/e day 1 of work. was trying like a mad dog to familiarise myself with the products.. ON THE 4th HOUR! I SOLD MY FIRST pancreas Health! (90 bucks) U.P. $120 *continues on and on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i sold a total of like 9 or 10, $30.50 stuffs + 3% comission roar -_-&lt;br /&gt;pathetic.. if i manage to sell a pancreas every hour i would be earnning like 8.90/h . thats SONG BO LOl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my colleuge who taught me lots of stuff MOSTLY BAD AND DIRTY.. and some selling skills.. is a horny soab ;x .. wait lemme rephrase.. horny 46 year old soab ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tells stuff like *** and *** and lots of other ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lame poems like&lt;br /&gt;cheap buy&lt;br /&gt;good buy&lt;br /&gt;best buy&lt;br /&gt;never buy&lt;br /&gt;chee bye :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol and other stupid stuffs that i forgot. damnit i want to hitch a ride on my dad's car tml -_-&lt;br /&gt;save another 90 cents ;O making the work that much more worth it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. when can i take a lift to pei karmaine. stupid boss DUN FIRE ME. or i WATER YOU OMFG IM SO FUNNY HAHAHA LAUGH WITH ME..&lt;br /&gt;(heres some space for you to open your mouth wide)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-8821735763894942189?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/8821735763894942189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=8821735763894942189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8821735763894942189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/8821735763894942189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-more-post-till-this-blog-is-on-par.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-1012922328962884672</id><published>2008-05-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T22:50:30.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jobjobjob</title><content type='html'>damned father. so last minute tell me im gonna work at expo.. like 12 hours before tml ? wth man! im now like chionning mad to study the products. some &lt;a href="http://naturohealthproducts.com/"&gt;PILLS&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all i pissed because he made me miss like 2.. or maybe 3 if theres dance on wednesday lessons! SHIT? tapestry so near lah omgwtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only that. i alr planned with steph ah ma and kar that they could come my house for a swim? so forget about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly and most important of all. that means 5 days i won't be able to spend time with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU! &lt;/strong&gt;=(&lt;strong&gt; argh like asdfghjkl;' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i'll definately &lt;u&gt;miss&lt;/u&gt; you.. =( i hope the job's worth while. idiot lor. was about to ask my dad if i could quit.. then he called and said "bu yao rang wo lou qi" OMFG? -_- zzz ohwell. screwed. w/e la if i get this pay you 4 happy lor :D (wh, ah ma, kar) oops thats 3.. ohwell ;O can cheat myself that im treating 4 ppl at the price of 3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, ended at 11? then went to play mj for awhile then bball with oj,derrick,wh at kar's house there.. then ah ma came and oj and derrick had to go.. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to play pool at safra :O sadly the table not spoilt ah? booohoo ! and we were like trying to pair SOME PEOPLE UP :O:O i think we're doing a good job even though we din't need to do much ^^ i see sparks ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damned job. time to go study.. *crosses finger* hope i don't get fired :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liked my previous job better... it was like so fun? 120 dollars to dance and have ppl wave at you although my face was like silver ? lawl :O i even rmbed we went to stone at the MRTS . if only we have had hats on the floor then! then we would have have had extra commission! WOOTS :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-1012922328962884672?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1012922328962884672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=1012922328962884672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1012922328962884672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/1012922328962884672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/damned-father.html' title='jobjobjob'/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5432363926688870936.post-7383403845155040925</id><published>2008-05-21T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:04:36.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>missed out so much details on the previous post. sigh i really need my own laptop (: and need alot of other stuff. shit must control. alr got hole in pocket. today the atm made it bigger. wanted to withdraw 20 then the stupid noob gimme 50.. LAMER NO NOTES THEN DUN GIVE MONEY LA OMG.. i think dbs/posb purposely one lor -.- want make ppl bankrupt nia. stupid noob banks. better then maybank so what -_- i also can start bank ;O ROAR everyone shall deposit their money with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. just some important details that i left out before i move on today.. did i mention that i took a gay photo? -_- beside some &lt;strong&gt;HOT &lt;/strong&gt;poster .. oh and also we played scissors paper stone and the loser has to have their piece of their pizza flooded with tabasco sauce! (:(: .. but not fair la. its not really counted as a forfeit if you like it right? -_- cheaters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh anyway. today.. i was a.. *takes in a long-deep-breathe* retarded-dumb-asshole-insensitive-shithead-douchebag-bastard-dipshit-lamer-loser-winner-did i mention asshole?-loser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell . i hope you get a knock on your head and forgets everything except for the 2 dollar 7 games pool that we played :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5432363926688870936-7383403845155040925?l=mrjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7383403845155040925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5432363926688870936&amp;postID=7383403845155040925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7383403845155040925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5432363926688870936/posts/default/7383403845155040925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrjing.blogspot.com/2008/05/missed-out-so-much-details-on-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>iMmORtaLzZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08556331905391676777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
