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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-116525265527534490</id><published>2006-12-05T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:24:41.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nnb ready to stop yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcukd up&lt;br /&gt;half fcuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life the sine curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought&lt;br /&gt;kann!&lt;br /&gt;jus gimme a 'lil something to hang on to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da pai&lt;br /&gt;sian&lt;br /&gt;fcuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even in madness... &lt;/em&gt;(i'm starting to doubt so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thoughts unclear u can never hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh screww.&lt;br /&gt;my bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sorry no.&lt;br /&gt;u'd have to kill me to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to.&lt;br /&gt;fcuk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-116525265527534490?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/116525265527534490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=116525265527534490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/116525265527534490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/116525265527534490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2006/12/again-and-again-and-again-and-again.html' title=''/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-116473539016729758</id><published>2006-11-29T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:36:30.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i never really thought i'd write about this again&lt;br /&gt;not this soon anw&lt;br /&gt;or even to resuscitate this blog&lt;br /&gt;but anw&lt;br /&gt;now that's its here to serve my purpose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny in honesty&lt;br /&gt;how when i just re-read tt september entry&lt;br /&gt;i feel almost as if it were today&lt;br /&gt;maybe not exactly&lt;br /&gt;but in essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a case of self-doubt no&lt;br /&gt;in fact i dun worry much bout meself&lt;br /&gt;i'm more than capable of getting up all on my own&lt;br /&gt;without others to pick me up&lt;br /&gt;the diff is though&lt;br /&gt;it sure is a lot better when i dun do all this myself&lt;br /&gt;when ppl might or could actually care enough&lt;br /&gt;but no i'm not asking for more&lt;br /&gt;i can't be more thankful really for all this now and what had been&lt;br /&gt;its just a thought i tink i'm no less than entitled to muse and entertain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand it all la&lt;br /&gt;it just kinda grinds on me sometimes these things happen&lt;br /&gt;and wat timing too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have known la&lt;br /&gt;it can't be all sugar spice everything nice&lt;br /&gt;not as if i hadn't been forewarned&lt;br /&gt;i was even just pondering abt it the other day!&lt;br /&gt;so much from learn from the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw&lt;br /&gt;its just one of those things&lt;br /&gt;forgiven and perhaps sometime to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;God just tell me i'm doing alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a separate note,&lt;br /&gt;as i'd always asserted&lt;br /&gt;watever the situation&lt;br /&gt;i look inwards first&lt;br /&gt;and tt time really i had nothing of note tt i thought i had done too wrongly&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;nothing doing&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;but everything happens for a reason right?&lt;br /&gt;i can stomach tt sure&lt;br /&gt;i jus cna't help but peeringly glance at&lt;br /&gt;the could haves or might have beens&lt;br /&gt;no matter now anw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will my time come?&lt;br /&gt;will u answer me?&lt;br /&gt;pLs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-116473539016729758?l=blackcanker.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-11478034.post-116468793789897571</id><published>2006-11-28T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:25:37.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me quando quando quando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-116468793789897571?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/116468793789897571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i really expecting too much/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no qualms about giving my all for whatever i believe in, but sometimes the tricky part comes when those things don't seem to be quite what i expected out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really treasure the friendships tt i've made. i guess part of this attitude comes from my heritage, and i cannot be more proud of that. part of it also comes from my own personality. tt's just how i am. i fully commit myself with these wonderful people i've come across, but sometimes that is a double-edged sword which somewhat baffles me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that really all you think of me after all this time/&lt;br /&gt;either i have very poor judgement, or am naive, or just plain wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do all within my means and reasoning for these guys, and yet sometimes tt fails me.&lt;br /&gt;somehow there always seem to be some catch somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe people still don't know me&lt;br /&gt;people still aren't understanding what this person is all about&lt;br /&gt;i still can't figure out how to deal with all these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel after all i have to offer i dun seem to be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;because how come no one does that to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've done it all&lt;br /&gt;and yes we may be 'tight' and all&lt;br /&gt;but when u ask yourself the qn&lt;br /&gt;whether u have been there for me&lt;br /&gt;when i was most vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;when i needed someone just to be there&lt;br /&gt;when i am around&lt;br /&gt;can u truly answer me and say yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'm not thinking too highly of myself&lt;br /&gt;but i really ain't got no love coming to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully its just the case of me looking at all the wrong places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-115338746186208343</id><published>2006-07-20T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:24:21.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this is my space&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf mustafa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay away i know silat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of saudis, 4 wives, ninjas, kung-fu and pratay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-world peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-115338746186208343?l=blackcanker.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-11478034.post-115338724108884447</id><published>2006-07-20T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:20:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i totally hated it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not quite what i expected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wayy off what i imagined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for e 'plans'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls dun take my commitment for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i have half the mind to give this all up right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess some things just wont change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-115338724108884447?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-115261176806479597</id><published>2006-07-11T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:56:08.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forza italia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to go italy.&lt;br /&gt;cannavaro&lt;br /&gt;buffon&lt;br /&gt;pirlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a travesty&lt;br /&gt;with all due respect&lt;br /&gt;for all his great contributions to the sport&lt;br /&gt;i feel dear Zizo&lt;em&gt;u&lt;/em&gt; should not have been the recipient of the Adidas Golden Ball award&lt;br /&gt;rather i'd elect for the immense Fabio Cannavaro as the rightful owner of that honour for this tournament.&lt;br /&gt;he has been absolutely magnificent throughout all 7 games italy have played&lt;br /&gt;zidane was good for at best 3 matches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes indeed i may have a slight slant towards italy&lt;br /&gt;i had backed them to win&lt;br /&gt;ever since they won me over by their consolidatory performances as the tournament matured&lt;br /&gt;deserved winners might i add&lt;br /&gt;yet in all rationality&lt;br /&gt;anyone who has watched the world cup at large&lt;br /&gt;would not have missed the shining displays of the Azzuri capitan&lt;br /&gt;while it is more likely zidane's presencce would have been more easily passed by&lt;br /&gt;remember he was nowhere to be seen in the group stages&lt;br /&gt;and only for a handful of eye-catching moments did he win they award&lt;br /&gt;wat a travesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the romance of the whole zidane affair has caught up with the members of the media who cast the votes for the award&lt;br /&gt;his last tournament before retiring from the game&lt;br /&gt;his last match&lt;br /&gt;his last everything&lt;br /&gt;so it would be nice for him to get something?&lt;br /&gt;well i beg to differ&lt;br /&gt;i feel the sterling displays of cannavaro warrant far better rewards than second to zidane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes zidane is immense&lt;br /&gt;a masterful player&lt;br /&gt;one of the best players alive&lt;br /&gt;a true legend&lt;br /&gt;and after the raging-bull charge he executed on monday morn&lt;br /&gt;he perhaps will be remembered for more than he bargained for&lt;br /&gt;yet it is this only reinforces my stand that cannavaro is the BEST player of the tournament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the tarnished image of that scene on finale night&lt;br /&gt;spilled over to the award presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it would be a slight consolation&lt;br /&gt;that there certainly are those who vehemently know the right man did not get it&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow&lt;br /&gt;it has been a nice little world cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to the premier league&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-115001576324583769</id><published>2006-06-11T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T16:49:23.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kiki's party:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a formal affair...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took us eons to get to her house.&lt;br /&gt;it was really complicated. change bus here and there. after e reservoir turn right then got this and that then press the bell then walk up the hill... then we walked into e wrong place summore. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw ya so the party&lt;br /&gt;came as a real stunner she was leaving e country for canada.&lt;br /&gt;and tt e party is sort of a farewell too?&lt;br /&gt;yeah well had lots of crazy picture taking sessions&lt;br /&gt;the guys were well,&lt;br /&gt;let's just say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very enthusiastic &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;about each other's company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw had mass dance in e small dark function room after xiao an's performace and the video and claudio finally sorting out his dJ thingy&lt;br /&gt;fun while it lasted while e rest of e guests looked on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daryl had a real crazy rapunzel joke&lt;br /&gt;tt we won't forget in a while&lt;br /&gt;left us in stiches and blushed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we caabbed to darcy's&lt;br /&gt;darcy was really funny in trying to get e driver to go faster&lt;br /&gt;"voom voom"&lt;br /&gt;"uncle rev it upp c'mon"&lt;br /&gt;"aiyoh paisehh cannot lose to tt bus!"&lt;br /&gt;haha lots of crap&lt;br /&gt;i tink it was us who gave e cabbie a ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e match&lt;br /&gt;disappointing at e least&lt;br /&gt;as with tt sweden match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want pics of kiki's party.&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink some ppL just have to sit up and realise tt not everything they think or feel or tell ppl to do is the one to go.&lt;br /&gt;just because they say it doesnt mean we have follow&lt;br /&gt;no no&lt;br /&gt;i have my stand&lt;br /&gt;my own personal measured judgement&lt;br /&gt;and i tink it would do ppl well to respect whatever the other has to offer&lt;br /&gt;and not keep imposing their views on other ppl&lt;br /&gt;u are not my God&lt;br /&gt;so hell will i ever listen&lt;br /&gt;i have my liberty&lt;br /&gt;u of all cannot stand in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe what i am doing&lt;br /&gt;u do not have to tell me this and tt&lt;br /&gt;which is all absurd really&lt;br /&gt;so just shut up for  once and maybe  LISTEN to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bruha.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-114986485094656988</id><published>2006-06-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:54:10.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;(or was it the day before, anw watever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was about to get out of the cab,&lt;br /&gt;i stretched out my hand containing my fare and offered e decent looking cabbie&lt;br /&gt;then he broke off&lt;br /&gt;asked me a myriad of things&lt;br /&gt;and kept rattling on for a while&lt;br /&gt;then he finally asked for e fare&lt;br /&gt;which had run up 20 cents more&lt;br /&gt;and pretended as if i was going to pay tt amount he had clearly tried to gain illegally by talking&lt;br /&gt;TMD!&lt;br /&gt;i gave him 5.10&lt;br /&gt;wishing to get back 2 bucks, and not the 1.80 he had wished in his f*cking mind&lt;br /&gt;but hell he had the cheek to give me just tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT SHY AT ALL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm&lt;br /&gt;i see him little worthy of my presence&lt;br /&gt;so i told him nicely'&lt;br /&gt;"uncle, u make me talk and talk the meter running up xtra 20 cents. a bit jian right?"&lt;br /&gt;he feigns ignorance and says"oh is it? i give u back 10 cents."&lt;br /&gt;KNN&lt;br /&gt;ten &lt;em&gt;blessed&lt;/em&gt; cents!&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;em&gt;twenty &lt;/em&gt;you dimwit neanderthal!!&lt;br /&gt;so then i just stormed outta the cab and lovingly smashed the door back into place with a crisp loud crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;son of a  _ _ _ _ _ (cure female canines)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever i see you again&lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure u rmb our last encounter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sumpa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note&lt;br /&gt;i guess this world is really quite biased&lt;br /&gt;esp towards e high and mighty per se&lt;br /&gt;read : houte couture.&lt;br /&gt;only 2 other ppl will noe what i'm talking about&lt;br /&gt;but ya&lt;br /&gt;its not right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i still hope you'd one day realise all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and that too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i'm still wishing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hoping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;make my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114986485094656988?l=blackcanker.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-11478034.post-114899988368111979</id><published>2006-05-30T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:38:03.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at long last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally found the song i'd always wanted to know&lt;br /&gt;the touching song that was played at sJi graduation&lt;br /&gt;when our parents opened our letters to them&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some say love, it is a river&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that drowns the tender reed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some say love, it is a razor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that leaves your soul to bleed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some say love, it is a hunger,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;an endless aching need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say love, it is a flower,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you its only seed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the heart afraid of breaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that never learns to dance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the dream afraid of waking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that never takes the chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the one who won't be taken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who cannot seem to give,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the soul afraid of dyin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that never learns to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the night has been too lonely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the road has been to long,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you think that love is only&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the lucky and the strong,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just remember in the winter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;f&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ar beneath the bitter snows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lies the seed that with the sun's love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the spring becomes the rose. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Rose&lt;br /&gt;LeAnn Rimes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114899988368111979?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/114899988368111979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=114899988368111979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/114899988368111979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/114899988368111979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-long-last-i-finally-found-song-id.html' title=''/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-114866530539572597</id><published>2006-05-27T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:41:45.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had this sudden feeling&lt;br /&gt;loneliness&lt;br /&gt;solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel alone&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why where when what how&lt;br /&gt;i just do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's swirling in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i need you most...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114866530539572597?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-114855386535254015</id><published>2006-05-25T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T18:50:24.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so here's my take on things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink things can't be simply compared like that&lt;br /&gt;circumstances are different&lt;br /&gt;others are more established so they got the headstart&lt;br /&gt;and sadly monopolize most of the available fields of competition&lt;br /&gt;yet still its nvr as simple as tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each has their own priorities and objectives, and must take into consideration the calibre of talent each attracts&lt;br /&gt;and the circumstances under which each operates under&lt;br /&gt;in many respects not every one or thing can be as ideal as thought possible&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;nothing can have the same achievements of another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not making excuses&lt;br /&gt;i'm not denying the facts or truths or watever&lt;br /&gt;i'm just making my case in point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for us&lt;br /&gt;the things we had to work under&lt;br /&gt;the possibilities we could have or could not achieve&lt;br /&gt;were things beyond our realm of influence&lt;br /&gt;granted&lt;br /&gt;and i acknowledge this&lt;br /&gt;that we too did not fulfil the promises that were written all over us when we bore the yoke&lt;br /&gt;yet things r not as simple as that&lt;br /&gt;others have the ability to do varied things due to their predispostition&lt;br /&gt;all of them in fact&lt;br /&gt;and we too have a disposition of some sort&lt;br /&gt;yet one which is less magnificent to the commercial eye&lt;br /&gt;they have the confidence to do that cos they are able to juggle it all at once&lt;br /&gt;we have to work just that much harder to even get a sniff at what level they are operating at.&lt;br /&gt;so see the stars do not favour us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are but in the budding stages of a catalysed revolution of change&lt;br /&gt;one that will hopefully produce a world not far from what we have in mind&lt;br /&gt;yet these things take time&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how much a group of people try to do&lt;br /&gt;time takes things into her hands and wills them when she tinks they are ready for the great reveal&lt;br /&gt;we just have to make that step up to keep it going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me i nvr live for the past&lt;br /&gt;i live because of my past&lt;br /&gt;and i appreciate that&lt;br /&gt;but eventually i'm looking ahead to what beholds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to think that i'll make such a situation for me the best possible one&lt;br /&gt;cos i believe that i'm not there by accident&lt;br /&gt;no i'm there cos i'm meant to be there&lt;br /&gt;i just have to find out what for&lt;br /&gt;and go on form there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say&lt;br /&gt;not for the first time&lt;br /&gt;tt this phase has left me pretty much not too much further from where i started off from&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; respect&lt;br /&gt;i noe that&lt;br /&gt;yet i cannot imagine being anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;i've embraced this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gave it a shot at times&lt;br /&gt;which may not have been sufficient&lt;br /&gt;yet i have complete faith in my abilities&lt;br /&gt;this has been an experience in itself&lt;br /&gt;despite not the one i had hoped and dreamed for&lt;br /&gt;will definitely shape me in good stead for the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess now i'm in this reflective mood sort of thing&lt;br /&gt;i'll just keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i'm glad i've come here&lt;br /&gt;and i thank god for the people i've encountered&lt;br /&gt;be it for the first time&lt;br /&gt;or for a continued stint&lt;br /&gt;these people&lt;br /&gt;will long live in my heart&lt;br /&gt;for the lasting imprints they have carved into it&lt;br /&gt;for the times they touched me&lt;br /&gt;for everything&lt;br /&gt;under the sun moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;i guess you can say that yes&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm real sorry that you think of things that way though&lt;br /&gt;cos i nvr wanted to succumb to the notion of 'could have been's&lt;br /&gt;and i appreciate that for your aspirations and all&lt;br /&gt;from where you come from,&lt;br /&gt;which i honestly cede that i do not fully grasp,&lt;br /&gt;from how you came here and all&lt;br /&gt;from being here and what you've experienced and all&lt;br /&gt;you've have had some tough things to sort out&lt;br /&gt;and after you have&lt;br /&gt;you come to think of it as such&lt;br /&gt;its a real pity i think&lt;br /&gt;though it'll be real selfish of me just to be concerning myself with what i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that maybe things didnt work out the way you had wanted&lt;br /&gt;the place where you had wanted to go&lt;br /&gt;that you might rather be with them than us&lt;br /&gt;and i don't really blame you for it&lt;br /&gt;cos things can really look and get ugly here&lt;br /&gt;i hope things will go better for you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone just has one's own demons to conquer&lt;br /&gt;and how we go about doing it(and its outcome)&lt;br /&gt;will have a certain bearing on our future&lt;br /&gt;for better or worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have to say though that i'm grateful for my life nomatterwhat&lt;br /&gt;LIFE. isnt God amazing/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114855386535254015?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/114855386535254015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday:&lt;br /&gt;have to thank mark p for helping me up and down e stairs afteri &lt;em&gt;suay suay &lt;/em&gt;sprained my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;and iggy for e dressing&lt;br /&gt;and jonny for e ice&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else for e concern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arts week concert:&lt;br /&gt;erm its for charity right?&lt;br /&gt;or e needy students fund or something?&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll count it as a charitable  act on my part to support local productions of such kind&lt;br /&gt;(piano piano piano singing piano piano piano and more piano)&lt;br /&gt;as mark p said: e best song was e sch song!  =]&lt;br /&gt;anw its pretty sad and irritating at the same time tt people do not noe how to conduct themselves at public performances.&lt;br /&gt;chatting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOUDLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; throughout the thing&lt;br /&gt;and still can retaliate&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked lotsa kok at mac's at toa payoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"they always got something on one. don't want to share. everyday in the market lelong sell fish."&lt;/em&gt; - yours truLy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got everyone in fits laughing&lt;br /&gt;with mark p having to resort to laughing OUTSIDE mac's cos he couldn't take it&lt;br /&gt;haha tt was fun&lt;br /&gt;not saying i'm a very funny guy and all but&lt;br /&gt;it was fun&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watford got promoted. yAys.&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i supported them rather than leeds in e playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i'd be absolutely GUTTED should ruud van nistelrooy join chelsea.&lt;br /&gt;or even another premiership club.&lt;br /&gt;going by the rumours tt's going on&lt;br /&gt;er..&lt;br /&gt;i'd have nothing much to say&lt;br /&gt;'xcept it turned out to be a sad ending for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;very sad.&lt;br /&gt;still hope it'll turn out good?&lt;br /&gt;if there's still any worth in tt/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope alex ferguson noes what he's doing with the situation.&lt;br /&gt;can't afford to lose much ground anymore now tt this chelsea side is steamrolling its way ahead further with ludicrous signings and pay rises. and they better not get shevchenko.&lt;br /&gt;else it'll be G.G. for e WHOLE world. sian all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still pity the fact tt man utd didn't sign van der sar when he was available from juventus.&lt;br /&gt;pity.&lt;br /&gt;tt was quite short-sighted.&lt;br /&gt;hope he still plays on for a couple of years tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after rambling bout random soccer thoughts&lt;br /&gt;back to my gp compre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114830951010979013?l=blackcanker.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-11478034.post-114794958944293215</id><published>2006-05-18T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T18:53:09.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*CK YOU</title><content type='html'>FOR THE LAST TIME A**HOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE MOST EGOCENTRIC NARCISSIST I'VE EVER KNOWN&lt;br /&gt;AND TT'S NO COMPLEMENT&lt;br /&gt;U SELFISH DEVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE THE DECENCY TO ASK AND NOT SNATCH THINGS TT DON'T BELONG TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;AND BEING SO SELF-RIGHTEOUS AS TO ACT AS IF YOU OWN IT&lt;br /&gt;TT ITS ONLY A SMALL MATTER&lt;br /&gt;WELL ITS NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*CK OFF U DIRTY B*ST*RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT U DARE COME AND INVADE AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;AND GIVE ME SOME LAME EXCUSE AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST ASK DAMN IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESIDES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO YOU EVERYTHING IS ONLY FACE VALUE&lt;br /&gt;A CHAIR IS A CHAIR&lt;br /&gt;A SHIRT IS A SHIRT&lt;br /&gt;A SHOE IS A SHOE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAT ABOUT THE LATENT VALUE TT YOUR MYOPIC PERSPECTIVE CAN'T SEE??&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING CALLED SENTIMENT&lt;br /&gt;MEMORIES&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT JUST ABOUT RETURNING IT IN TIP TOP CONDITION&lt;br /&gt;TT U USE IT AS A SORRY WAY TO CLAIM A RIGHT TO UTILISE IT&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT A HINT OF REMORSE&lt;br /&gt;OR EMBARASSMENT&lt;br /&gt;OR SHAME&lt;br /&gt;OR EXPLAINING THINGS&lt;br /&gt;U UNFEELING BRUTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT'S &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; BLESSED NAME!&lt;br /&gt;NOT YOURS&lt;br /&gt;SO DON'T GO AROUND WITH TT AIR OF INVINCIBILITY WITH IT&lt;br /&gt;COS IT BELONGS TO ME AND NO ONE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MAY NOT BE MAKING MUCH SENSE IN TERMS OF GENERAL READER-WORTHINESS OF THIS ENTRY&lt;br /&gt;BUT SORRY&lt;br /&gt;AS LONG AS I MYSEF KNOW&lt;br /&gt;TT'S AS GOOD A REASON FOR ME TO CREATE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;MESS WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVER AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*CK YOU AND GET OUT OF MY SIGHT&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE CAUSED ENOUGH MAYHEM HERE&lt;br /&gt;GO SCREW YOURSELF ELSEWHERE&lt;br /&gt;AND LEAVE US ALONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND YOUR&lt;em&gt; PIG FRIENDS AND DOG PALS/.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NONE OF WHICH, YOU INCLUSIVE, ARE ANYTHING NEAR DECENT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114794958944293215?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/114794958944293215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=114794958944293215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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CJC sports carnival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially was stunned when i found out our class jersey was e same as t32's. and t09's. but it don't matter. i thought ours looked replendid in gold lettering.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus actually i found out more classes had e same &lt;em&gt;FBT&lt;/em&gt; jersey as well : t08, t18, t7. tt makes 6 classes. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw morning assembly was weird. morning prayer in particular. the cordless mike was pretty laggy to say the least. so when i thought how come jean was reading the thing so slowly, i wasnt any better. sounded like a retard, but haha i guess no one would have minded anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then the thing was started. track events first. it was pretty nice to see all of us classmates wearing our class jersey which we din have last year, and all the names printed. wat with young, dumb, jaaskelainen to name a few. hah and not forgetting the b*tch 5. even mrs tai was in the jersey. so our class didn't do too bad for e track events. good to see our junior class enthusiastic and all. we almost made it to the podium for e 4X100 guys. pipped for fourth. good nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real crunch came during the games. at captain's ball, it was one of e few real times our class go so together, trying to qualify from our group. our first match was quite erronous, especially the first half. i guess our first feel of the game wasnt too good. but we did come back strongly in the second half. it ended in a draw. but what pleased me the most about that first match was that everyone was up for the challenge after tt. we had a team talk, tactics and watever. team spirit was certainly on the rise. and it was nice to be interacting with our junior class as well. receiving news that netball was doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the second match, we were much more organised, with better passing and all. strategy was working. had a memorable van-der-sar inspired moment towards the end of my half which really lifted our team and got us all fired up.  however at the end of it we failed to qualify from the group stages via an inferior to eventual champions t20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole gang then went to support our netball team, which we heard were romping their way along. tiff-o-ny totally owned with her 99.9% accuracy shooting. the whole team played exceptional and exhilirating passing and cohesion. a truly magnificent line up. then volumes were raised again in the final with t32, where we were with 33 all the way. we ran out deserved champions 7-2.  it was a real good feeling in the camp when we won the match. almost like winning the champions league or something. ok maybe something less but stil we were very proud of ourselves. then we had this weird thing at e end when kenny was squatting in the middle, everyone else from 33 with our hands in the centre and then cheered our victory, with tif-o-ny spraying some water into the circle as if some kind of ritual. haha weird but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in the hall, the mood was good after winning the netball final. we joined up with our junior class and roared when they announced our victory as netball champs. soon after they annnounced the 2nd placed class in the sports carnival while kenny was still distributing the medals to the netball team. it took him a while to hear our calls for him to claim our trophy, while we were as pleasantly surprised as he was. a truly memorable way to end a remarkable day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt we took loads of pics. victory poses and the works.&lt;br /&gt;i really felt a great sense of acievement. not only cos we won some prizes in the sports carnival, but also the way we got together, both senior and junior classes, in cheering our teams on and in playing as one. don't think i did it much justice here in trying to describe it but it was a real warm and fuzzy feeling that i havent felt much in my time in jc. and in light of the fact that everything was slowly but surely coming to an end for us j2s, it was great to get such wonderful memories to take away from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the thing ended, for the first time ever, the WHOLE class went out together for the first time in the history of this world for lunch, save a couple of absentees. it took us quite a while to decide where to eat, and by then i couldnt join them for lunch at pizza hut, but still it was real nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may have took us a while to get all along, but it certainly is worth it, as displayed in this sports carnival. absolutely BRILLIANT! i totally enjoyed it, and am so very proud of my class and our junior class, whom we all acknowledge have a great future ahead of them. such an amazing bunch they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114745269879528959?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' 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discipline&lt;br /&gt;no respect&lt;br /&gt;no integrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no maturity despite the age&lt;br /&gt;using the past mistakes of others as a license to trod the same undesirable path&lt;br /&gt;how irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;despite my respect for the display of wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;i still insist&lt;br /&gt;grow up ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note&lt;br /&gt;it was probably doomed right from the start&lt;br /&gt;the foundation non existant&lt;br /&gt;tt inevitably leads to the ending i can see in the near distant future&lt;br /&gt;the cause?&lt;br /&gt;no commitment&lt;br /&gt;no responsibility&lt;br /&gt;no concrete system&lt;br /&gt;no initiative&lt;br /&gt;no action&lt;br /&gt;no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;no pride&lt;br /&gt;no humility&lt;br /&gt;not accomodating&lt;br /&gt;no everything&lt;br /&gt;not anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup tt's about it&lt;br /&gt;still i make the most of it as much as i can&lt;br /&gt;i can onlypray&lt;br /&gt;anw its in this particular scope i had earlier wished to conc. on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an advanced note tho&lt;br /&gt;thanx for e many memories&lt;br /&gt;good bad ugly&lt;br /&gt;sugar spice&lt;br /&gt;naughty or nice&lt;br /&gt;watever&lt;br /&gt;it was an experience i'm sure i can draw from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no es amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the midnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout&lt;em&gt;outs:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yen, LiNus] thanx for e concern. i'm fine i swear. don't you tink i'm a happy  guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[fuzz] yo fren//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114364606195102330?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/114364606195102330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>n* b**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn auntie who langa us from behind this morning. how could you have passed ur driving when u floor e accelerator pedal thinking it was e brake?!? gah/. this entry would have been even more angry. but no. i'm starting my 40 day spiritual sabbatical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tt was morning. not gonna dwell on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was like ____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blanked out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nvr knew mcq could be so tough&lt;br /&gt;literally &lt;em&gt;tikam&lt;/em&gt; up to 70% of e questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came paper 2&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought it was pretty fine&lt;br /&gt;i could do most of e qns in front (though not necc correctly but still i thought i could do them)&lt;br /&gt;which was a miracle considering i nvr touched j1 topics at all&lt;br /&gt;then e got harder&lt;br /&gt;damn organic&lt;br /&gt;how to rmb so much stuff&lt;br /&gt;all jumbled up in my head&lt;br /&gt;totally no clue wat to write&lt;br /&gt;esp qn 6&lt;br /&gt;wahw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tio own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.G.&lt;br /&gt;looks like i'm on my way to failing CTs w/ record lowest score ever&lt;br /&gt;wat a legacy =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha e worst is yet to come&lt;br /&gt;there's still ECONS&lt;br /&gt;omigad econs&lt;br /&gt;so far..&lt;br /&gt;all i've done is... free trade&lt;br /&gt;well done&lt;br /&gt;another record perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw collected CL results&lt;br /&gt;i din feel anxious or watever like my friends did&lt;br /&gt;guess i really dont give a damn bout it anymore&lt;br /&gt;i know i wouldnt fail it&lt;br /&gt;yet a B4 looks disappointing to me&lt;br /&gt;a 3 would be nice&lt;br /&gt;jus like me Os&lt;br /&gt;but then again&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt as prepared for this as tt so ya&lt;br /&gt;just desserts received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to edwin tho&lt;br /&gt;my gawd an A1 + distinction in oraL&lt;br /&gt;haha dreams come true then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm at home&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be hitting at econs full steam&lt;br /&gt;(there's still maths to come, which is always e disappointment for me)&lt;br /&gt;yet i fell so sleepy&lt;br /&gt;weather so hot&lt;br /&gt;how to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm rmb e spiritual sabbatical promise&lt;br /&gt;must keep&lt;br /&gt;and persist&lt;br /&gt;and continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way i like CTs&lt;br /&gt;cos we get to go home early&lt;br /&gt;and have a day off or two every now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i'll try and study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114120000250088005?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/114120000250088005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-114096282727390405</id><published>2006-02-26T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:07:07.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wols.&lt;br /&gt;ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;nay, apathetic&lt;br /&gt;indifferent&lt;br /&gt;naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that wat it is now.&lt;br /&gt;i remind myself of tt dreaded britney spears song&lt;br /&gt;gah&lt;br /&gt;life's never tt straighforward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me really wonder why this is always the case tho&lt;br /&gt;is there something i'm not doing&lt;br /&gt;or is there something i'm doing tt's prpeventing me from receiving all these&lt;br /&gt;or both&lt;br /&gt;or none&lt;br /&gt;or watever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a thought actually just occured to me&lt;br /&gt;like is it cos they think i'm detatched from e world&lt;br /&gt;tt there's no point for me to be included everytime&lt;br /&gt;tt they run off in whispers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems like __&lt;br /&gt;yet then again i guess its probably more superficial than i tink.&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought things were up&lt;br /&gt;on the up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i care anw&lt;br /&gt;no one seems to take me seriously&lt;br /&gt;no one thinks i'm worthy to be taken note of&lt;br /&gt;no one quite respects me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a very wise investor&lt;br /&gt;i pour my heart and soul into things and ppl and watever&lt;br /&gt;thinking it'll all be worth the while&lt;br /&gt;but without explicitly expressing deep regret&lt;br /&gt;it has kinda fallen short of my expectations&lt;br /&gt;which i feel ain't tt sky high&lt;br /&gt;when has anything paid off for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its alright to be unfair to geraldson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't lose sleep over it;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its only geraldson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope to deserve better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not tt i'm not cherishing e ppl i have around me now&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry if this offends any of u&lt;br /&gt;i just ask u understand where i'm coming from&lt;br /&gt;its not quite comfortable here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe a little more wisdom and whatever else i need would come my way&lt;br /&gt;and bail me from this misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah screww&lt;br /&gt;CTs in less than 12 hrs time&lt;br /&gt;here i am ranting abt my life&lt;br /&gt;jus about sums up everything don't ya think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd better win the Carling Cup&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll have no mood for CTs anymore whatsover,&lt;br /&gt;whatever's left of it since i'm probably gonna flop anw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-114044093322859567</id><published>2006-02-20T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:08:53.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was badddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wayy bad.&lt;br /&gt;and tt just barely scratches the surface of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my medicine as usual, confident tt my morning nasal condition would disappear within minutes. by the time i was in the prayer room for morning mass my hanky was almost totally occupied by my nose clearing itself into it. and to this i would routinely say "have a HEALTHY week ahead" seeing tt i myself aint tt hale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right then.&lt;br /&gt;morning still wasnt too bad&lt;br /&gt;chem lect i was totally awake. for one of e few times of my life.&lt;br /&gt;partly because initially the air con wasnt working for like 10 mins&lt;br /&gt;and it was HOT like HELL&lt;br /&gt;but then after tt when it came on it was pretty fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was pe&lt;br /&gt;played handball&lt;br /&gt;got one of those spherical orange projectiles shot straight into my face when i called for a pass&lt;br /&gt;and tt like totally smashed my specs out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;i must admit i was pretty frustrated and gutted.&lt;br /&gt;had to go the rest of the day pretending i wore contacts&lt;br /&gt;then things went down from there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood was bad liao&lt;br /&gt;then i like &lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt;-ed thousands of my friends (Sorry dudes)&lt;br /&gt;partly cos i was fatigued as in shagged out and my body was totally uncooperative&lt;br /&gt;then was the non-ideal mood&lt;br /&gt;and ta-da!&lt;br /&gt;you get a black face geraldson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then somehow i started feeling as if my body was physically there but i somehow wasnt&lt;br /&gt;i was stone-y&lt;br /&gt;totally spaced out&lt;br /&gt;bordering vegetative status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during gp tutorial&lt;br /&gt;there was this debate thing about political systems&lt;br /&gt;and since i wasnt invoved&lt;br /&gt;tt totally didn t help my situation&lt;br /&gt;i slumped in my chair&lt;br /&gt;stared down&lt;br /&gt;randomly picking spots to focus on&lt;br /&gt;the crack on the floor&lt;br /&gt;the blemish on my skin&lt;br /&gt;th crease on my uniform&lt;br /&gt;then mrs labrooy went like "geraldson!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt was when i realised i was asleep?&lt;br /&gt;gosh when did tt happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then econs lect&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep as soon as i settled into my chair&lt;br /&gt;not as if its anything unusual nowadays&lt;br /&gt;but today was different&lt;br /&gt;it didnt feel right&lt;br /&gt;my body is like degenerating&lt;br /&gt;going..&lt;br /&gt;going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday soon i wont be surprised to see mself being treated with depression or breakdown, like physically or watever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all going bad for me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTs are in 7 days&lt;br /&gt;i am so not prepared&lt;br /&gt;hardly had my revision kicked into gear&lt;br /&gt;or anything tt resembled it&lt;br /&gt;and there's so much to cover&lt;br /&gt;even an 'O' grade seems pretty daunting now&lt;br /&gt;and tt's not even talking bout econs yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how am i supossed to even have time to study&lt;br /&gt;oday banner painting after rockafella rehearsals&lt;br /&gt;which were awful&lt;br /&gt;my fingers kept slipping from e drumstix&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt get my fills right&lt;br /&gt;then again i tink today wasnt too good for everyone either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right then will still homework to do&lt;br /&gt;where' got time to revise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this phase blows over real soon&lt;br /&gt;cos frankly speaking i'm at my tethers at the moment&lt;br /&gt;even sleep doesnt seem to help&lt;br /&gt;though its good to clock in a healthy numer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a breakthrough&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw again i apologise to everyone i've encountered today&lt;br /&gt;for being so anal and bastardy and kao bei and irritating and downright absurd.&lt;br /&gt;they say every dog has its day&lt;br /&gt;maybe today is a dog day for me&lt;br /&gt;a bad ass dog day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's all hope tml is a better day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114044093322859567?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/114044093322859567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something has to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, is the harsh reality of life&lt;br /&gt;for me at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is in a mess&lt;br /&gt;from the smallest to the most important things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all e documents in my computer are like stored everywhere&lt;br /&gt;not classified&lt;br /&gt;a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is shit&lt;br /&gt;can't find time to do anything i hope to&lt;br /&gt;even studying!&lt;br /&gt;gah&lt;br /&gt;no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all about sleeping in lectures, stoning at tutorials, meetings upon meetings after sch, the long and embarrasing ride home where i fall asleep standing on e mrt(go figure!) reaching home and having to do stuff if not for orientation then CA music then something else. at the very most there's hw to try and scrape through. and then afer bathing its the end of another blasted day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day the whole thing starts all over again. even weekends arent any lay off either. there' facil training, etc. no time. only 24 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what ms koh said, " it doenst mean that just because you join council you get 25 hours a day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont say i regret it but it certainly is taking its taxing toll on me, as i'm sure on almost everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's my temper. for a period of time previously, i had thought that i had learnt to control my temperament and be calm and collected and all. the past few weeks have just demonstrated to me how fragile that control has been. i had been snapping at my parents more that all e other years combined, i had been sorely affected by the slightest of things.  boy what ever happened to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some time now, its only within my friends that i can truly be carefree and relaxed. and i really thank GOD for that, that at least i have people around me to share all these with. i really enjoy being around my friends and all. i really do. and to my friends to whom i am referring to, i am blessed to have had known and be well acquainted with you. praise the lord, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something has to give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i may be contradicting myself&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i aslo wonder&lt;br /&gt;how much of a friend do they take me for&lt;br /&gt;despite their repeated assurances&lt;br /&gt;of us being close and all&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of desperate housewives&lt;br /&gt;good friends who keep secrets from each other&lt;br /&gt;and significant ones at that.&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;to have me find out things thru much more unpleasant media&lt;br /&gt;rather than straight from them&lt;br /&gt;am i over reacting&lt;br /&gt;or wat else can it be&lt;br /&gt;leads me back to wonder how much the friendship was worth&lt;br /&gt;am i just a dispensible utility&lt;br /&gt;to shun away when push comes to shove&lt;br /&gt;wish it has nothing to do with my personal status&lt;br /&gt;things i have no power to determine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beyond this point; lies a thousand mysteries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could say i wish these ppl the best&lt;br /&gt;someday i may just do tt&lt;br /&gt;but not now. not quite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i may have a heredatory condition&lt;br /&gt;thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;or rather&lt;br /&gt;dwelling on things too much&lt;br /&gt;some of which do not justify the attention shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all so messed up don;t ya think&lt;br /&gt;just the point i wanted to put across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want all these to stop&lt;br /&gt;and resume my normal self&lt;br /&gt;which, without being too thick-skinned&lt;br /&gt;is pretty impressive to behold&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things arent looking up for e future though&lt;br /&gt;there's this big ass thing called orientation 2&lt;br /&gt;of which i am having to be much more involved&lt;br /&gt;with indoor games&lt;br /&gt;other preparation (banner painting!)&lt;br /&gt;house stuff (mama loves MAMBA!)&lt;br /&gt;all these in the midst of CTs and preparing for it&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;hold on a minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; CTs?&lt;br /&gt;fail this one&lt;br /&gt;be condemmed for the whole of Term 2 until i redeem myself during mid-years (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie now its another relentless week ahead&lt;br /&gt;c'mon where're e hols?&lt;br /&gt;if i even can get to rest then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-114036284890131271?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/114036284890131271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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up.</title><content type='html'>i stopped blogging after a while cos it just lost its novelty. then there was this blog craze thing which i thought was grossly overrated. not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have things to say. lots of them. and i dont care anymore. i'll put whatever i want HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAM vs REALITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its fair to say that everyone has their own dreams and aspirations. and i'm not only talking about what they want to become in the future; but also what they want. and i think its a very healthy thing to have. it is in these dreams that people are empowered to push their limits and strive for whatever they believe in. and it has been well proven throughout the course of our human existence. so they say -- begin with the end in mind. that's how we have people who are identified as being goal-driven and self-motivated. its because they know what they want and that they want it badly that they would do everything they can to fulfil those dreams. i think this is a really very powerful thing to have. it gives us direction in life. it gives us the sense of achievement that  comes when we fulfil it. it gives our life added meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is of course, a flipside. the cons. when people are blinded and so awed by what they want to achieve that they fail to distinguish the line between reality and fantasy. their dreams are so extravagant that it is really not wise to pursue them. yet they carry on relentlessly. foolish hearts they have. then comes the obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm not doing very well trying to make my point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things that we have now, are perhaps rightfully ours. those that we SHOULD get no matter what. its our perogative. like life. everyone has the right to live. its not a luxury. no one can take it away from us. dignity is another example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however there are things that we are blessed with and should be thankful for. these should not be confused with those that we should rightfully have. generally these would be the material stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really turns me off when people who don't even show the slightest hint of appreciation at what they have been already abundantly blessed with keep wanting more and thinks its a &lt;strong&gt;divine &lt;/strong&gt;right&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;of theirs to have them. worst of all, they make everyone suffer when they dont get it at once. losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its teenage years and they're growing up. they wanna have fun. they wanna enjoy them, especially nearing the end of them. still that does not give them the license to think that they SHOULD get it anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen up and look around you.&lt;br /&gt;no actually not just there&lt;br /&gt;look there wayy beyond that distorted circle of friends of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not everyone your age has everything you have; and this is not only about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blessed belongings. the liberty, respect and faith that people have in you, that you have yet to even think of repaying back. then on you go, "from &lt;em&gt;strength&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;strength&lt;/em&gt;", asking for bigger and more ridiculous things. what you have now isn't a right. its a blessing. at the very least show some gratitude. instead though, you pile on the misery by cries for 'MORE', 'MORE'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, pardon me. it wasn't just wanting more. its wrecking everything and everyone till you think you'll get it. and still claim that you don't ask for much. just this one for e last of my teenage years, you wail. not working anymore dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you can't have people get it for you. but ok this time, don't look too far. the mirror would do fine. look at yourself. you keep asking for all these things, yet you scarcely deserve any of them given what you have done to EARN them. no easy money dude. no easy money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just damn retarded isn't it. you don't do anything to help, that's bad enough. yet you make things difficult and still have the cheek to ask and ask and ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you people, who come and treat my place like a hotel. FUCK YOU and show others some respect. the same respect that has been so generously heaped upon you by not turning you away like you should have been eons ago. i don't care whether you may like it to be so at yours, but here you have no say. you may be guests, but the hospitality that you have been received with is not for you fucktards to abuse. step over the line one more time and i swear you'll regret having to see the nasty me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i'm realy looking forward to this new year. new year new beginning and a new skin to match. i'm starting to feel it already. great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-113666447827745243?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/113666447827745243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=113666447827745243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/113666447827745243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/113666447827745243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2006/01/grow-up.html' title='grow up.'/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-111938820561066901</id><published>2005-06-22T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T05:13:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sJimb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; proudly presents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;RENAISSANCE XV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY 8 &amp; 9&lt;br /&gt;1930 hrs&lt;br /&gt;SJI PAC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tix @ $10 each&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact me now! =D &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for tix and detaiLs ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right then.&lt;br /&gt;its been so so long since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly thanx to those who've tagged while i was on unofficial hiatus&lt;br /&gt;yeah guess i'm still working on updating and replying ur tags . =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw lots and lots of things have happened since april&lt;br /&gt;more than two months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess right now&lt;br /&gt;even though with all these things happening around me&lt;br /&gt;i still dun feel too settled and stuff&lt;br /&gt;like some of u might noe&lt;br /&gt;i've always mentioned tt i'm still trying to find myself this time of my life&lt;br /&gt;watever tt might mean&lt;br /&gt;i just have to rediscover myself again&lt;br /&gt;so then i'd noe what i'm doing..... &lt;em&gt;blah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anw&lt;br /&gt;though things have become better somewhat&lt;br /&gt;i reckon it'll still be a hell long more to go&lt;br /&gt;before i can finally trod on familiar ground once more&lt;br /&gt;yeah &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i've been talking bout this for like so many many times&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but feel this way every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;like watever lar..&lt;br /&gt;i guess when its my time again i'll noe in due time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anw&lt;br /&gt;aside from these reflective stuff&lt;br /&gt;its like crunch time&lt;br /&gt;mid years are like so near&lt;br /&gt;revision's a mess&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;hha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll find another time to ramble about this again&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder...&lt;br /&gt;wat happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bLah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i tink i'll go catch some sleep now&lt;br /&gt;tink e hols totally screwed up my bio cock&lt;br /&gt;like i wake up in e afternoon and sleep in e morning&lt;br /&gt;as if on graveyard shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw before ppL &lt;em&gt;hamtam &lt;/em&gt;me for isolating my blog again&lt;br /&gt;i SAY 1st&lt;br /&gt;i'll be on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HIATUS&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;til mid years are over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe yup&lt;br /&gt;k so till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adios. . . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111938820561066901?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111938820561066901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111938820561066901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111938820561066901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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strength when I am leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So raise your hands to heaven and pray&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be back together someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I need your sweet caress,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you calm my restlessness,&lt;br /&gt;You relieve my sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we move to embrace, tears run down your face&lt;br /&gt;I whisper words of love, so softly&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this pain, it's driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;Without your touch, life will be lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So raise your hands to heaven and pray&lt;br /&gt;That we'll be back together someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I need your sweet caress,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you calm my restlessness,&lt;br /&gt;You relieve my sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I need your sweet caress,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me inthe darkness&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you calm my restlessness,&lt;br /&gt;You relieve my sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning has come another day&lt;br /&gt;I must pack my bags and say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I need your sweet caress,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you calm my restlessness,&lt;br /&gt;You relieve my sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I need your sweet caress,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you calm my restlessness,&lt;br /&gt;You relieve my sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i adore this song&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i'm like panting for breath&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to find time for myself&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how long more do i have to go on like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and tml time table's changing again&lt;br /&gt;it better be good&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why tt guy's got nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;than shift e time tables EVERY week&lt;br /&gt;crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i still lurrve this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111383678245691134?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111383678245691134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111383678245691134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111383678245691134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111383678245691134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2005/04/hands-to-heaven-christian-bautista-as.html' title=''/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-111348926508054280</id><published>2005-04-14T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:34:25.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>divine.</title><content type='html'>i seriously need to recuperate&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a far far far paler hue of what i had been&lt;br /&gt;i havent recovered&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what happened exactly&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;i really need to be back on my feet again&lt;br /&gt;i simply cannot continue like this&lt;br /&gt;i'm destroying myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;how do i soar again&lt;br /&gt;and though i'm not expecting as great a result&lt;br /&gt;it has to be better than this now&lt;br /&gt;how do i regain my frame of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really need to think&lt;br /&gt;think long and hard&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of things to think about&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get an answer in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray to be shown the Light&lt;br /&gt;to guide me&lt;br /&gt;and to inspire me to go on summore.&lt;br /&gt;-amen.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111348926508054280?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111348926508054280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111348926508054280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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consistent&lt;br /&gt;like for e first half&lt;br /&gt;referees should assert their authority on the pitch&lt;br /&gt;they shouldnt jus let the players run over them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take for exapmle the soon-ending norwich vs man u match&lt;br /&gt;this player from norwich easily chalked up like 7 fouls&lt;br /&gt;and he never ever got a card&lt;br /&gt;like wth&lt;br /&gt;screw e referee&lt;br /&gt;and there are other players as well who take advantage of this soft stance taken by the man in black&lt;br /&gt;and they never got anything more than a word from the same guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after the interval&lt;br /&gt;the referee start brandishing his yellow cards at every tackle e crowd makes noise about&lt;br /&gt;but chooses to ignore blatant fouls commited under his nose&lt;br /&gt;and what about the handballs tt happen ever so often&lt;br /&gt;how lowly their sense of justice and steadfastness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;referees can help make or break a team&lt;br /&gt;as in they influence the outcome of the match&lt;br /&gt;no matter how small tt influence may be&lt;br /&gt;cos they set the tone and in a way decide the flow of the game&lt;br /&gt;so if u get a faggoty referee&lt;br /&gt;then woe betide the teams playing under this guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie so now e match has just ended&lt;br /&gt;and norwich has magnificently overcome manchester united 2-0&lt;br /&gt;and i do agree that norwich has portrayed immense sense of purpose and determination in this match&lt;br /&gt;as they continue in their seemingly hopeless cause to escape relegation to the championship once again&lt;br /&gt;but really i'm not too pleased about the fact tt they were let off the hook so leniently by the ref&lt;br /&gt;they committed so many fouls&lt;br /&gt;and yet the only reason why their team picked up yellow cards was&lt;br /&gt;1) mckenzie taking off his shirt in celebration of the second goal&lt;br /&gt;2) bentley cutting in at the spat between heinze and mckenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ridiculous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie about man u&lt;br /&gt;i get jittery when the hosts of the espn pre-match show thingy&lt;br /&gt;point out that man u or any other team are too good for another&lt;br /&gt;cos time after time it has been proven&lt;br /&gt;tt it does not work that way&lt;br /&gt;this was the second or even third time they said tt about man u&lt;br /&gt;vs crystal palace&lt;br /&gt;vs blackburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes this thing&lt;br /&gt;like e past few matches i've watched man u play&lt;br /&gt;they nvr scored or won&lt;br /&gt;so like i was really considering whether to give this match a miss&lt;br /&gt;cos wait they get a dismal result again&lt;br /&gt;tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now with something more concrete&lt;br /&gt;i dont really support sir alex's policy&lt;br /&gt;of resting his top strikers vs seemingly lesser teams&lt;br /&gt;for one, even they havent been too good at scoring vs others&lt;br /&gt;and for another&lt;br /&gt;i just feel tt u should build on the momentum tt ur team has created&lt;br /&gt;from e preceeding matches&lt;br /&gt;and not keep making frequent changes to ur line up&lt;br /&gt;then the team dynamics arent quite the same&lt;br /&gt;and i feel that gives ur opposing team summore added ammunition&lt;br /&gt;furthermore&lt;br /&gt;in the end&lt;br /&gt;they come off the bench&lt;br /&gt;and fail to salvage the situation&lt;br /&gt;i mean for such an experienced manager such as he is&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt he know better&lt;br /&gt;and its not as if this is the first time he's done it&lt;br /&gt;its been done before&lt;br /&gt;and failed, mind u&lt;br /&gt;as far as i noe tt is&lt;br /&gt;especially with the recent dry spell man u are facing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i feel not only tt&lt;br /&gt;they are pretty down on their luck of late&lt;br /&gt;like they hold the majority of the possession&lt;br /&gt;and play wonderfully&lt;br /&gt;and create tons of chances&lt;br /&gt;and shoot a hell lot&lt;br /&gt;yet they just cant seem to find the back of the net&lt;br /&gt;either it hits the posts or crossbar&lt;br /&gt;or for some other unfortunate reason they just cant seem to do it&lt;br /&gt;obviously they're gg thru a pretty rough patch&lt;br /&gt;now even second place is highly doubtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw like what one of the hosts said&lt;br /&gt;u jus cant let ur guard down in the premiership&lt;br /&gt;cos u nvr noe what;s gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;furthermore&lt;br /&gt;as this match has clearly illustrated&lt;br /&gt;complacency ain't gonna help u a single bit&lt;br /&gt;nuh uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw haha this is perhaps one of the more unique posts i've put up&lt;br /&gt;but i guess all these we can relate largely to our lives&lt;br /&gt;pretty explicitly too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess i really have to give it to norwich this one&lt;br /&gt;for overcoming such odds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully though&lt;br /&gt;man u can still emerge from this current slump in form&lt;br /&gt;and go on to salvage their largely frustrating season&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps to some of us out there too&lt;br /&gt;who may be facing a slump now&lt;br /&gt;that we may pick up the pieces and rise up to our former glory&lt;br /&gt;yupp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- naiinis akong isipin na ginaganyan ka nya -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111307221459416815?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111307221459416815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>okie.&lt;br /&gt;they say i need an update&lt;br /&gt;so i shall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch's not fantastic&lt;br /&gt;like for chem..&lt;br /&gt;i'm uber laggin&lt;br /&gt;dunno what's going on for e past few topics!!&lt;br /&gt;since AMS!&lt;br /&gt;go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math aint any better&lt;br /&gt;i conveniently forgot all my 1st 3 months stuff&lt;br /&gt;and like i have no clue what e new topic is about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a reason for these:&lt;br /&gt;i'm always sleeping during lectures&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why&lt;br /&gt;i find lecture theatres exceptionally conducive for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;lights are dimmed at e front&lt;br /&gt;air is cooL&lt;br /&gt;surrounded and camouflaged with so many ppL&lt;br /&gt;*zzZZZZzz*&lt;br /&gt;oh if i might add,&lt;br /&gt;lecturers......&lt;br /&gt;not e most interesting ppL on e planet&lt;br /&gt;not tt tt's an excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention&lt;br /&gt;how irritating it sometimes is&lt;br /&gt;like since sch started&lt;br /&gt;we've had 3 diff timetables&lt;br /&gt;i mean like&lt;br /&gt;i dun see e point&lt;br /&gt;they've changed e time table every week&lt;br /&gt;its v irritating&lt;br /&gt;for e lack of a better word&lt;br /&gt;makes it real diff to accomplish what i want to&lt;br /&gt;and like e newest one even writes 'april 2005 DRAFT timetable'&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;br /&gt;i go to sch&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to e weekend&lt;br /&gt;thinking i can take a breather&lt;br /&gt;and like chill&lt;br /&gt;and catch up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but noooooo&lt;br /&gt;i always seem to have something on on weekends as well&lt;br /&gt;like zao chu wan gui&lt;br /&gt;siannz&lt;br /&gt;though for some of these things&lt;br /&gt;i would gladly and readily go anytime&lt;br /&gt;but haiZ&lt;br /&gt;still no rest&lt;br /&gt;wat's e point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta change&lt;br /&gt;attitude&lt;br /&gt;time management&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously need to think hard&lt;br /&gt;about it&lt;br /&gt;i pray i can only do what i accomplished before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie well.&lt;br /&gt;had e ex-1t33 outing on wed&lt;br /&gt;joined e rest to eat sushi&lt;br /&gt;damn full!&lt;br /&gt;it seriously was nice to see some of them again&lt;br /&gt;and when we bade farewell&lt;br /&gt;like it was so nostalgic&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw u notice i dun elaborate much&lt;br /&gt;tt's cos i'm can t be bothered&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be so full of things&lt;br /&gt;it disgusts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have faith,&lt;br /&gt;cos i have faith in you.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[kat] okie hi nice day. no i will not go and have fun with rapunzel. and i'm pretty cooL don't you tink? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[anna] mine aint any better. how come e econs teachers all like old ppl one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yen] heyy!! haha moi lee's mum!!! she's got it goin' on! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[zach] i dun particularly feel it was tt amusing =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[caiye] haha okie. tc in jj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yen] there u go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[fuzz] wahh now then u read ar.. a bit e lag. hha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[binni] heyys!! nice to hear from u yeah.. cya around! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- naiinis akong isipin na ginaganyan ka nya -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111306051902367536?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111306051902367536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111306051902367536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;and i'm in 1t33 again&lt;br /&gt;but this time i notice it was swarmed with e ex-1t34 ppl&lt;br /&gt;mostly cos my class ppl not all take same combi&lt;br /&gt;anws kind of weird to be in 1t33 again&lt;br /&gt;with a whole new bunch of diff ppl&lt;br /&gt;wonder how it would turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tue]&lt;br /&gt;sentosa day!&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go sentosa play games&lt;br /&gt;but as soon as we reached siloso beach it started raining&lt;br /&gt;then it got heavier and heavier&lt;br /&gt;till we jus sat in e sapphire hall and stoned e hours away&lt;br /&gt;thn they decided to have house meeting there&lt;br /&gt;then some classes played captain's ball&lt;br /&gt;blah it was seriously dreadful in tt hall of stone.&lt;br /&gt;then e rain cleared and then we played beach games 1st&lt;br /&gt;then amazing race after tt&lt;br /&gt;actually i've got lots to say about how i felt and all&lt;br /&gt;no mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wed]&lt;br /&gt;finale night (or day)&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed e skits and all (most of them...)&lt;br /&gt;with e indian mama and &lt;em&gt;fah-hyyyyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny&lt;br /&gt;basically quite good lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[today]&lt;br /&gt;suay suay suay&lt;br /&gt;morning kenna late&lt;br /&gt;cos for some hell forsaken reason&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;em&gt;effing&lt;/em&gt; 851 nvr even stop at e bus stop&lt;br /&gt;cos they were too full&lt;br /&gt;so i resorted to taking 3 buses tt would take e same route instead of two to sch&lt;br /&gt;then in one of e buses&lt;br /&gt;cos it was damn packed&lt;br /&gt;like u could almost see e bus exploding at e sides&lt;br /&gt;there was this &lt;em&gt;biatch&lt;/em&gt; behind me&lt;br /&gt;who farking insisted on moving to e rear of e bus&lt;br /&gt;when it was virtually impossible to do so&lt;br /&gt;cos like ppl were already so tightly packed&lt;br /&gt;like really touching each other everywhere liao&lt;br /&gt;then she still wanna go chiong as far back as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for what damn reason u dumb fag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus so tt she could show she was a good citizen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;f*ck off!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was forced to squeeze my way thru these already irritated ppl in e bus&lt;br /&gt;and then there this &lt;em&gt;b*tch &lt;/em&gt;pushing me along&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;what e &lt;em&gt;lanjiao&lt;/em&gt; is ur &lt;em&gt;f******&lt;/em&gt; problem manx&lt;br /&gt;disgusting piece of shit&lt;br /&gt;i should have elbowed her when i could&lt;br /&gt;but no&lt;br /&gt;conscience got e better of me&lt;br /&gt;unlike this &lt;em&gt;wh*re&lt;/em&gt; whose cow sense seriously doesnt endear her to anyone sane in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i reached sch&lt;br /&gt;this was e conv i had with e teacher catching all latecomers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher : come here, why are you late/&lt;br /&gt;me: see, i missed two buses cos they nvr stop at e bus stop cos they were too full.&lt;br /&gt;teacher: why couldn't you come earlier&lt;br /&gt;me: (irritated, like hello?!?!?!) i was at e bus stop at my usual time and would reach sch normally by 0720. dunno why today e buses are so full. then there was this mega jam at amk so i was late.&lt;br /&gt;teacher: where u live&lt;br /&gt;me:  yio chu kang&lt;br /&gt;teacher: (so skeptically. like she jus wants to screw all e late ppL) so obviously ur usual time is not good enough lar!&lt;br /&gt;me:(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EFF you!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i wanted to say like hello?? if i can come punctually all e time except today at my usual time.. wth is wrong with ur lard-laden head?!?!?!) i wasnt expecting today to be like tt.. normally i can even get a seat in e bus one. its not normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she bitched summore about this being my lsat time blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;screw yew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dunno wat's wrong with these ppl&lt;br /&gt;so bitter and ignorant&lt;br /&gt;woe e ppl who come across them&lt;br /&gt;and yes to the two &lt;em&gt;b&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;tches&lt;/em&gt; who spoiled my morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F_CK TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more suay kenna &lt;em&gt;rapunzeL&lt;/em&gt; for chem again&lt;br /&gt;and then econs most prob some old man&lt;br /&gt;or this wimpy grasshopper lady&lt;br /&gt;shit to e rest of my cJ life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a glorious way to start e day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111226409807502470?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111226409807502470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111226409807502470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111226409807502470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111226409807502470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2005/03/okie-jus-quick-summary-of-wat-happend.html' title=''/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-111186476083351386</id><published>2005-03-27T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:12:48.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in loving memory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid160/p39b39c026385be48857227ae7ecf9d68/f4db74fe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie here's my promised dedications to 1t33 @ cJc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start tho.&lt;br /&gt;must add tt when i read all ur dedications to one another..&lt;br /&gt;its all so touching and ever more emphasizes e fact tt we're all kinda separated now.&lt;br /&gt;didn't think i'd be so attatched to e class at first but well&lt;br /&gt;i'm wrong(&lt;em&gt;again! wat's new, grs?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;hha anw will miss u peeps&lt;br /&gt;kaes here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[the famed Lazy four(4)!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;consisting of jolene, jiaqian, may, angeline&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arguably e most united faction of 1t33!&lt;br /&gt;they do EVERYTHING together.&lt;br /&gt;pon.eat.sleep.shop.slack.watever!&lt;br /&gt;okie so legend has it tt our dear commando-like pe teacher jason liu gave them this descriminatory label for aways slacking around during pe..&lt;br /&gt;lagging like snails during warm-ups..&lt;br /&gt;and always choosing not to play games when given e choice&lt;br /&gt;they'd rather slack and talk cock.&lt;br /&gt;or pon.&lt;br /&gt;whichever suits their mood.&lt;br /&gt;anw they are so darn united until they all can pon sch on e same day without even prior planning talk about coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;telepathy more likely.&lt;br /&gt;anw must give it to these gals&lt;br /&gt;for being such great pals&lt;br /&gt;not everyone can make such great friends in 2 months?&lt;br /&gt;okie individual evaluation. LoLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[jiaqian] &lt;/strong&gt;the ring leader of this notoriously sloth-like, whine-aholic gang.&lt;br /&gt;tink she landed in my IG earlier&lt;br /&gt;but then again&lt;br /&gt;IGs dun really bond or watever&lt;br /&gt;okie so anw this one's a real flower pot&lt;br /&gt;hha okie not really&lt;br /&gt;very girlish in behaviour and speech and all&lt;br /&gt;with all her shrieks and whinnings and tt 'hmmh!' she gives as she turns her head away from you and pokes her nose high in the air to reject watever u have to say.&lt;br /&gt;but she's v nice and sweet and like offers help to do watever&lt;br /&gt;like helping me to bring my chem stuff to e LT (i rmbed okie!)&lt;br /&gt;very nice and easy to suan one =p&lt;br /&gt;oh and she's like taken!&lt;br /&gt;haha e noisy wife, love interest, romance, of defence-unsavvy NICKY!&lt;br /&gt;and they make a good pair!&lt;br /&gt;tt's one thing tt'll nvr be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[jolene]&lt;/strong&gt;i thought she was quite lian when i first saw her&lt;br /&gt;but then got to learn she was actually damn talkative one&lt;br /&gt;and she likes to laugh&lt;br /&gt;and crap&lt;br /&gt;and do all e stuff together with e Lazy 4&lt;br /&gt;and she's quite bo chap one&lt;br /&gt;haha and she's rapunzel's most hated student!(i tink)&lt;br /&gt;poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[may]&lt;/strong&gt;she's actually 18 liao!&lt;br /&gt;but still so innocent and baby-faced!&lt;br /&gt;pure... not!&lt;br /&gt;she's atually damn bad one&lt;br /&gt;always wanting to pon this pon tt&lt;br /&gt;dun care bout almost everything also.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;and she whines and whines&lt;br /&gt;wonder how keyang takes it lar&lt;br /&gt;haha but well some ppl actually like it lor..&lt;br /&gt;oh and she's got this scandalous romance too (kinda like nicky and jq)&lt;br /&gt;haha but not so well known&lt;br /&gt;they're known as M &amp; M!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;melts in ur mouth, not in ur hands!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[angeline]&lt;/strong&gt;she seems damn guai at first&lt;br /&gt;like demure and conservative and shy and all these good girl things&lt;br /&gt;but she does not exactly live up to tt&lt;br /&gt;she is e first to propose ponning sessions&lt;br /&gt;and she's also seriously damn lazy&lt;br /&gt;tho i see her everytime read book one&lt;br /&gt;hha&lt;br /&gt;and yes rumoured to be kk's concubine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[KK]&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a kenneth khoo&lt;br /&gt;a seiously screwed up fella&lt;br /&gt;he's beyond ur chinese high stereotype&lt;br /&gt;though he is seriously crazy bout mao and communism&lt;br /&gt;like tt time in e library&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to look for books on china's transition economy&lt;br /&gt;then he ended up picking out a book bout communists political agenda or something liddat&lt;br /&gt;damn funkey!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ya and he bought e hc long pants cos he doesnt wanna wear shorts&lt;br /&gt;he's e main reason why anna and caiye always laugh their asses off&lt;br /&gt;cos he's like damn silly&lt;br /&gt;and damn comical.&lt;br /&gt;they way he looks.. laughs..&lt;br /&gt;and e way he imitates his physics teacher&lt;br /&gt;aiyah his mannerisms.. he's damn cartoon lar&lt;br /&gt;oh and he's damn smart too&lt;br /&gt;though HML always tries to make life extra diff for him&lt;br /&gt;he always can astound her&lt;br /&gt;so she kenna jack&lt;br /&gt;ya and he's like e perfect guy for caiye&lt;br /&gt;heard lots of mushy tales bout him missing her so badly and wat&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;born joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[anna]&lt;/strong&gt;her voice is like whoaaa&lt;br /&gt;star quality dude.&lt;br /&gt;damn pro singer&lt;br /&gt;anw she's my fellow pinoy&lt;br /&gt;she's e smarter one though&lt;br /&gt;quite cool cos we can swear and curse or watever and no one will noe what we talk about&lt;br /&gt;she's damn hardworking&lt;br /&gt;and she's damn on also&lt;br /&gt;tt's why she kenna htc&lt;br /&gt;rmb tt time angel/mortal she and caiye did practically everything&lt;br /&gt;jus so everyone can play along&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anw then she's like e conscience of e class lar&lt;br /&gt;anything evil we are planning..&lt;br /&gt;she'll always be like..&lt;br /&gt;'ey dun lar.. wat if we get into trouble how..&lt;br /&gt;do you know e consequenses'&lt;br /&gt;haha so like we have a moral/spiritual director of some sort..&lt;br /&gt;well. we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[caiye]&lt;/strong&gt;e other scholar in our class&lt;br /&gt;chinese is like super pro(A1 in HCL!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;well okie so she's a prc&lt;br /&gt;but still&lt;br /&gt;anw there'll be times during chinese class when she and our chinese teacher will like have one-on-one converations with her&lt;br /&gt;okie not exactly but its like only they two noe wat's going on lar&lt;br /&gt;cos e rest of us too gong to understand&lt;br /&gt;anw she's also well known for this over-sized infatuation with babies&lt;br /&gt;like if she see any infants around..&lt;br /&gt;be it in e movies or on e street or wat&lt;br /&gt;she'll be like&lt;br /&gt;'eeeeyy!! so cuuutttttttteeee!!'&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;okie no wonder she wants to be a housewife&lt;br /&gt;or was it a full time mum/&lt;br /&gt;watever&lt;br /&gt;then she had e class on once&lt;br /&gt;when she showed us a pic of this young boy from her hometown&lt;br /&gt;claims its her son&lt;br /&gt;and we're all like.. 'wahh.. u so young got son liao ar'&lt;br /&gt;and then i was thinking like wth&lt;br /&gt;so china really tt luo hou.. and old-fashioned&lt;br /&gt;still got child-marriages&lt;br /&gt;oh and she says her 'hubby' was only 18&lt;br /&gt;we all fell for it lar cos we knew she adored babies&lt;br /&gt;haiya felt pretty dumb after e truth came out&lt;br /&gt;anw she's like in denial&lt;br /&gt;cos she well noes tt KK lurves this darling of his&lt;br /&gt;then she still wont admit&lt;br /&gt;cos she also likes him (i tink. she's always so happy with him)&lt;br /&gt;so ya&lt;br /&gt;another 1t33-blossomed romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[kenneth ang]&lt;/strong&gt; e other kenneth&lt;br /&gt;e real gentleman&lt;br /&gt;sweet&lt;br /&gt;soft-spoken&lt;br /&gt;hard-working&lt;br /&gt;tt's why like so many girls are going nuts about him&lt;br /&gt;and he's pretty good in bball&lt;br /&gt;always with e bball gang&lt;br /&gt;and always bringing drinks to class!&lt;br /&gt;then got this nick for him which e girls got for him&lt;br /&gt;(xiao hong!!!)&lt;br /&gt;which is like e name of e female lead in turn left, turn right i tink&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[jonathan]&lt;/strong&gt; also known as johnny boy!&lt;br /&gt;another of e bball gang&lt;br /&gt;known for his fearless attitude towards teachers&lt;br /&gt;like sometimes he jus speaks his mind&lt;br /&gt;and addresses e teachers in a way they dun really appreciate&lt;br /&gt;must give it to him&lt;br /&gt;yeah and he's like angeline liddat&lt;br /&gt;any opportunity to pon then he'll be e first to rally ppl to pon also&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anw he's real good at bball also&lt;br /&gt;and he like came up with e whole (miccrroooal) thing&lt;br /&gt;funky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[alex]&lt;/strong&gt;gay pride&lt;br /&gt;admire him for being such a good sport&lt;br /&gt;and sense of direction&lt;br /&gt;haha doesnt mind being branded a gay magnet or wat&lt;br /&gt;and was e first in our class to x-dress&lt;br /&gt;and he's another one whom HML has trouble dealing with&lt;br /&gt;like stuff bout his out-of-e-bed-look hair&lt;br /&gt;also fond of bball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[lip yeow] &lt;/strong&gt;erm.. e real gay&lt;br /&gt;as in homo gay&lt;br /&gt;or did he say he was bi/&lt;br /&gt;brainy and always has intellectual things to say&lt;br /&gt;always seen with his 1t31 mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[michael] &lt;/strong&gt;e one whom johnny boy calls miccrrroooaaal&lt;br /&gt;haha sorta got influenced to call him tt too&lt;br /&gt;anw my fellow josephian&lt;br /&gt;can be pretty scary when he's frustrated with maths&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;he makes up half of M &amp;amp; M!!&lt;br /&gt;haha i tink he sorta got influenced by indra to stone&lt;br /&gt;cos he's kinda more stony now&lt;br /&gt;oh and he's with into bball too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[indra]&lt;/strong&gt;yes e famed stoner&lt;br /&gt;and he's a professional&lt;br /&gt;he can jus stone anytime, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;then when he gets called to answer a qn..&lt;br /&gt;he'll give those hilarious facial expressions&lt;br /&gt;gesturing things like 'huh?'&lt;br /&gt;'wat?"&lt;br /&gt;'cannot hear'&lt;br /&gt;'dunno'&lt;br /&gt;haha damn funny&lt;br /&gt;oh and he's quite a sportsman too&lt;br /&gt;like he's damn pro in bball&lt;br /&gt;and in soccer too&lt;br /&gt;and ya its funny to see him converse with his other indon counterpart&lt;br /&gt;esp during a game&lt;br /&gt;cos they'll be scolding each other 'bodoh' or wat&lt;br /&gt;v funny!!&lt;br /&gt;haha rock on dude&lt;br /&gt;no pun intended. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[keyang]&lt;/strong&gt; he comes across as calm..&lt;br /&gt;serene&lt;br /&gt;and he's a silent killer&lt;br /&gt;like he gets things done so efficiently and quietly&lt;br /&gt;always does his hw&lt;br /&gt;very good boy&lt;br /&gt;and very sweet.. mild tempered&lt;br /&gt;nvr see him angry before&lt;br /&gt;very dependable&lt;br /&gt;and has like damn nice handwriting&lt;br /&gt;like girl one liddat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[kat]&lt;/strong&gt;always kenna by HML&lt;br /&gt;esp during lectures&lt;br /&gt;like HML'll be talking talking&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly rail or screech or watever u call it&lt;br /&gt;'katreeeeeeeenaaaa!!'&lt;br /&gt;poor girl always kenna for talking or sleeping or doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;while e rest of us get away scot-free&lt;br /&gt;anw this councillor is very sweet&lt;br /&gt;although always kenna bullied&lt;br /&gt;by ppl like cedric&lt;br /&gt;but still can smile and all&lt;br /&gt;or maybe is she act cute&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;very nice to talk to&lt;br /&gt;and a very good friend of zying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[nicky]&lt;/strong&gt;okie his real name is nicholas&lt;br /&gt;and he was exposed as jq's lover a long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;cos its like he will always go to her and kachiaw her&lt;br /&gt;her hair or wat&lt;br /&gt;and summore he sits beside her!!&lt;br /&gt;all e more obvious!&lt;br /&gt;poor thing dunno how to defend himself&lt;br /&gt;or his wife&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anw his love tale is so successful even e teachers buy it!&lt;br /&gt;they agree whole-heartedly lar&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and since he's like jq's hubby&lt;br /&gt;he's like a very close associate of e missuss' gang, e lazy four!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes refered to as their sugar daddy or wat (eewWW)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;currently in sa enjoying blissfully peaceful moments with mrs tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[kelwin]&lt;/strong&gt; e class teddy!&lt;br /&gt;haha he's e trusty president of cjc food club!&lt;br /&gt;okie this guy's really into food&lt;br /&gt;gourmet...&lt;br /&gt;hawker&lt;br /&gt;u name it&lt;br /&gt;he noes where to get it best&lt;br /&gt;easily eats like 5 meals a deal&lt;br /&gt;its a common sight to see him munching on something&lt;br /&gt;like in btwn lectures he'll sneak off to canteen to buy e jap crispy chicken&lt;br /&gt;then munch munch during lecture without being caught&lt;br /&gt;and during break he eats like 2 servings of food&lt;br /&gt;each from diff stall&lt;br /&gt;and when we have class outing or wat&lt;br /&gt;before, during and after we'll be perpetually bombarded by his pleas to find a place to eat&lt;br /&gt;haha but then he's in pretty good shape for a guy who eats tt much&lt;br /&gt;and yes he always scolds indra&lt;br /&gt;'bodoh lar!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[yen]&lt;/strong&gt; another professional in e class&lt;br /&gt;specialises in e field of intrusion of privacy!!&lt;br /&gt;haha ok lar not really&lt;br /&gt;but she's like a damn pro P.I.&lt;br /&gt;can take photos anytime anywhere without anyone noeing!&lt;br /&gt;cannot be seen separated from her handy-dandy digicam&lt;br /&gt;and she has this uber infectious laughter&lt;br /&gt;tt everyone will jus laugh along cos she's laughing&lt;br /&gt;(RE: HML's econs lect sometime earlier this year)&lt;br /&gt;anw she's also damn pro in bball&lt;br /&gt;and zao s frequently with johnny&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;oh ya e pic above is provided&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of her too&lt;br /&gt;*thanx~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[cedric]&lt;/strong&gt; professional too&lt;br /&gt;in zaoing class&lt;br /&gt;famed for his tummy ache excuse&lt;br /&gt;allegedly had a month full of detention for tt&lt;br /&gt;he's damn tall&lt;br /&gt;but despite zaoing so often&lt;br /&gt;he can crap and crap a lot&lt;br /&gt;but it makes sense&lt;br /&gt;and he always lightens up e mood of e class&lt;br /&gt;good on ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[laura]&lt;/strong&gt;our capable pe rep&lt;br /&gt;very outspoken&lt;br /&gt;rmb tt stannd off she had with kk&lt;br /&gt;wahh damn pro manx&lt;br /&gt;also a frequent ponner&lt;br /&gt;but a v nice girl tho&lt;br /&gt;crap around with me when i tried to speak in cheena chinese&lt;br /&gt;and she also writes pretty formidable compos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[you wei]&lt;/strong&gt;rapunzel's fave?&lt;br /&gt;haha well seems like it cos rappy always mentions him&lt;br /&gt;like 'you wei so strong'..blah&lt;br /&gt;haha anw he's like good in every damn sport lar&lt;br /&gt;volley..soccer.. bball&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna play game must try to be on his team then will win one&lt;br /&gt;haha he's also v funny&lt;br /&gt;and makes funny qian bian face&lt;br /&gt;and like to jack teachers, HML esp&lt;br /&gt;and he's damn lame also lar&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;oh and he has this thing against malaysians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[zying]&lt;/strong&gt;bball can easily beat e guys hands down&lt;br /&gt;(most of us lar)&lt;br /&gt;and poor fella she's always on e receiving end of you wei and cedric's brutal nationalistic jokes&lt;br /&gt;but always takes it in good heart&lt;br /&gt;and she also doesnt really pon sch&lt;br /&gt;cos malaysians e sch fees v high&lt;br /&gt;so pon sch then waste money&lt;br /&gt;and she damn white&lt;br /&gt;rmb 1st orientation her skin wahh kenna roasted like wat&lt;br /&gt;inflammed i tink&lt;br /&gt;haha ok jk&lt;br /&gt;anw v sweet gal who helped make e banner for me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie yups i tink tt's all&lt;br /&gt;so its kinda symbolic&lt;br /&gt;like i dedicate this to my former class&lt;br /&gt;while i get new class postings tml&lt;br /&gt;oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy easter!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111186476083351386?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111186476083351386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111186476083351386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111186476083351386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111186476083351386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-loving-memory.html' title='in loving memory.'/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-111182469997815678</id><published>2005-03-26T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T16:34:24.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sound check...</title><content type='html'>arrggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't hear parokya on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;wat's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;dunno if u guys can hear it.&lt;br /&gt;fyi i'm talking bout e music tt's supposed to be playing when u visit here&lt;br /&gt;and yes i agree i like e polar bears&lt;br /&gt;they're damn &lt;em&gt;cute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;right anw jus here's a couple of shout-outs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in chronological order.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[anna] haha be nice to me then i'll give u e pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[caiye] is 'la mei' really tt funny? =P hehe anw well glad u rmb. and yes i did enjoy 'juan she tou'. hope u do get back to cJ. make sure i cYa there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[anna] *confusion-confusion*. can't blame me wat. i'm confused rmb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[kat] haha with reference to polar bears.. pls see above =D. and erm.. being kay po not so good. wat would indra think. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jiaqian] heyys.. u take care too k. now u in sa can enjoy blissfully peaceful moments with mr tan!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mayeeeeee] hello whiner.. eeEEEeee. haha and dun bother trying to figure out who e bears in e pic are.. not too sure i really noe them...hha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[anna] erm.. okayy.. there's a FCP for u. LoLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[zach] liddat v long mehx.. pLs lar. hha erm.. i prefer to describe myself as sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well anw.. i'm working on my 1t:33 dedications yeah.. since everyone's doing it.. wanna thank these ppL for making 1st 3 months more than bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[look out for this space]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur name may be featured here!&lt;br /&gt;cooL huh?&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111182469997815678?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111182469997815678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111182469997815678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111182469997815678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111182469997815678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2005/03/sound-check.html' title='sound check...'/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-111168111550779525</id><published>2005-03-24T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:18:35.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better?</title><content type='html'>hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still unsettled.&lt;br /&gt;but today did help&lt;br /&gt;being back in sJi&lt;br /&gt;and having a very hearty conversation with my batchmates&lt;br /&gt;and jus being able to be in sJimb's presence again&lt;br /&gt;good enough therapy for me&lt;br /&gt;seeing my juniors again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right i seem to keep reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;anytime, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;these days.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos its easter tritium (however u spell tt)&lt;br /&gt;so perhaps i'm in a more reflective mood?&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this easter&lt;br /&gt;i'll get my much needed revelation&lt;br /&gt;enlightenment&lt;br /&gt;inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right so meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;pray for forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;pray for strength&lt;br /&gt;pray for guidance&lt;br /&gt;pray for peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;pray for clarity of thought&lt;br /&gt;pray for tt oh-so-favoured-one&lt;br /&gt;      and companions&lt;br /&gt;pray for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seem to be more prayerful&lt;br /&gt;of late&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;can't say it hurts or wat&lt;br /&gt;in fact&lt;br /&gt;it's therapeutic on its own&lt;br /&gt;soothes e souL.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well...&lt;br /&gt;let's meet again come easter?&lt;br /&gt;and see what's happened since&lt;br /&gt;dun be late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111168111550779525?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111168111550779525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111168111550779525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111168111550779525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111168111550779525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2005/03/better.html' title='better?'/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-111159273759266001</id><published>2005-03-23T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T23:26:32.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=S</title><content type='html'>i'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dunno whether i truly am confused&lt;br /&gt;cos if i am&lt;br /&gt;then how would i noe i'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;right e weird phenomenae of the great (rotting) pLanet earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw seriously&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe wat to think anymore&lt;br /&gt;i honestly dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in view of the fact&lt;br /&gt;this is being made public&lt;br /&gt;there will be things i wont divulge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;my mind's in a whirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ahh yes.. its been a while)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep getting mixed signals&lt;br /&gt;so is it&lt;br /&gt;or is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god its so frustrating&lt;br /&gt;my hair'll be worse off than luke (oops.. sorry.. no hard feelings?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaarrrrrrrrrgggghhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;another dilemma pops up ever so conveniently&lt;br /&gt;kao welcome to my Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find myself&lt;br /&gt;a far paler hue of what i was before&lt;br /&gt;tragic&lt;br /&gt;i jus can't seem to believe anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right so&lt;br /&gt;i still dunno wat to do&lt;br /&gt;or think&lt;br /&gt;or watever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope salvation comes to me soon&lt;br /&gt;before i end up on e brink of tt sorry state again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;pray with me.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. ahh yes&lt;br /&gt;orientation today =(&lt;br /&gt;spells B.O.R.I.N.G&lt;br /&gt;x-classmates still missing each other&lt;br /&gt;i kinda do too&lt;br /&gt;hope we're all alright tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111159273759266001?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/feeds/111159273759266001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11478034&amp;postID=111159273759266001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111159273759266001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11478034/posts/default/111159273759266001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackcanker.blogspot.com/2005/03/s.html' title='=S'/><author><name>bLack_canker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02111190058543086994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11478034.post-111150461336203841</id><published>2005-03-22T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T19:17:20.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new bLog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay got a new bLog.&lt;br /&gt;yAy!~&lt;br /&gt;nice new template&lt;br /&gt;sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly overjoyed but its a good change i guess&lt;br /&gt;leaving blogdrive (bYe!~)&lt;br /&gt;anw got a new urL.&lt;br /&gt;ironic though&lt;br /&gt;has a -ve meaning,&lt;br /&gt;yet my blog seems tranquiL enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw to chin jia qian a.k.a MRS NICKY TAN&lt;br /&gt;here you go : update liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup dun really wanna ruin e thing by blogging something not too pleasant&lt;br /&gt;will do so in due time&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;my 1st post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch permamnently starts tml&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;- hope for e future -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bLess me.&lt;br /&gt;god bLess them.&lt;br /&gt;god bLess you.&lt;br /&gt;god bLess us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`aLL we need is Love`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11478034-111150461336203841?l=blackcanker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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