<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:33:10.907+08:00</updated><category term='Temasek club'/><title type='text'>WeiTheBlur.bs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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>1269</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-2029734138008057469</id><published>2010-06-22T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:01:16.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PEIWEI JIAYOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2029734138008057469?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2029734138008057469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2029734138008057469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2029734138008057469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2029734138008057469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/peiwei-jiayou.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5933859554838142213</id><published>2010-06-20T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:16:22.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="" src="http://yaleman.org/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/choices.jpg" alt="http://yaleman.org/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/choices.jpg" width="260" height="325" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Pokemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I choose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Tay wei on the phone yesterday, thanks Tay wei :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I'm gonna fight hard. Even if i stumble, and trip over my own feet (most of the times) I'll try my hardest to pick myself up.&lt;br /&gt;Just wait, I'll come through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5933859554838142213?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5933859554838142213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5933859554838142213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5933859554838142213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5933859554838142213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/pokemon-i-choose-you-talked-to-tay-wei.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-7446101851675678733</id><published>2010-06-19T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T21:26:16.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I raise white flag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i know I'm not exactly the most persevering person you've seen in your whole life. but sometimes I at least bother to start right. now, I'm just lazy to even start. last time in sec4, i actually panic like, 2 weeks before exam. Now in JC, it's like 100% more stuff to study but I'm actually still slacking although exams are in about less than a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I dont wanna study, seriously, I have no idea where to start.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks so bad ): Haiz, i hate doing this. Like, things I hate. I know I hated Chemistry and Amaths and POA and Emaths (thats about half my syllabus) but at least I had the interest to at least try. It's like, I know where to start or HOW to study. now it's like I totally clueless, how the marshmallows am I suppose to study this, I'm totally clueless.&lt;br /&gt;I may be blur most of the times, but, seriously, now I'm freaking blur.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just gonna give up and hope for the best. Go to exam and stone or something (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH, I'm freaking screwed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-7446101851675678733?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/7446101851675678733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=7446101851675678733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7446101851675678733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7446101851675678733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/give-up-i-raise-white-flag-ok-i-know-im.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-7901250615743395508</id><published>2010-06-19T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T13:28:49.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evilini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;more bass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, today i realise how disney channel sav,boo and i are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to look forward to exams, really.&lt;br /&gt;but now i dont really do anymore ):&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess cause i have no idea what im doing either.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not enjoying this man ): I wanna enjoy what i study, or at least enjoy when i study. but life is never so perfect i guess. when life gives u lemons, you make lemonade. ok so what if life gives you lemonade? Drink it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, but i am looking forward to AFTER exams :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my nds and i'm gonna find sav theyall at ngee ann :D&lt;br /&gt;yeap, i miss that guy loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sav! i need you in my school ): I need someone to stand up to the assholic teachers and tell me its ok to fail differentiation. I need someone to help me erase my corrections and force me to do them again ): Then i need someone to call me dumb, then hi five me when i get those questions right and then laugh at how esther fong's hairstyle is. &lt;u&gt;I need someone to stand outside the class with me when I get chased out.&lt;/u&gt; (but first i need someone to make me kana chase out-yes its you) Hahaha ok, that last part was so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, but i'm gonna see him soon, hope he havent changed much, my girlfriend. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-7901250615743395508?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/7901250615743395508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=7901250615743395508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7901250615743395508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7901250615743395508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/evilini-more-bass-oh-man-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-1279898439550342836</id><published>2010-06-19T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:55:17.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/TBukuANwCNI/AAAAAAAAC70/muxwhhl_Z0I/s1600/exprosonless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484158081492322514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/TBukuANwCNI/AAAAAAAAC70/muxwhhl_Z0I/s400/exprosonless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When you stop getting affected by things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You lose parts of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1279898439550342836?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1279898439550342836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1279898439550342836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1279898439550342836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1279898439550342836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-stop-getting-affected-by.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/TBukuANwCNI/AAAAAAAAC70/muxwhhl_Z0I/s72-c/exprosonless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-3388379813315255786</id><published>2010-06-18T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:05:01.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;injection no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i finally went to seek help today.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, damnit my "gum pain" or "wisdom tooth" was actually an infection :S&lt;br /&gt;I know right. ouch ttm.&lt;br /&gt;to think i put up with it for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;and let me tell u smth, the taste of pus is disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, it was way awesome and gross at the same time for the first half hour.&lt;br /&gt;and when the numbness started to wear off, Oh man, it was freaking pain.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i cant speak now. I sound a retard when i try to speak LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I realise i make the most jokes when i'm in pain.&lt;br /&gt;have fun calling me and torturing me people. oh yea, and my exams, so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;i havent got down to muh studying (or any studying) for that matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ru was like &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"why didnt you tell me it was pain?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I TOLD YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ru: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well, i didnt think it was THAT pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on criminal minds. :P&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 spencer ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, and recently i helped susie (yes, my maid) set up a facebook account :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, yeap totally cool man, she's been using my com :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Boo, i enjoyed speaking with you today :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-3388379813315255786?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/3388379813315255786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=3388379813315255786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3388379813315255786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3388379813315255786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/ouch-injection-no-more-ok-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-8391212645287052589</id><published>2010-06-17T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T00:02:07.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;or just stay the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read someone's blog and i suddenly realised the power of truth and testimony.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many people's life everyone is able to save if they just tell the truth. Yeap, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing in the world is to think your alone. and sometimes i wonder if people really say what they feel, share with others what their going through, like how nickelback puts it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"If everyone shared and swallowed their pride"&lt;/span&gt; or as casting crowns sings &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"But would it set you free, If I dared to let you see, The truth behind the  person, That you imagine me to be"&lt;/span&gt;, would it give you some comfort to know someone struggles the same way as you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, the courage that you can get from someone Else's life is not through their perfection but thru their flaws. I think i'm weird but somehow i feel like i can relate and am more open to people who show me that their not all perfect. everyone i look up to isnt all perfect, in fact most people that i really respect are those people who really show me their weakness. cause i know their real, their not from some unreachable realm of pefection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's perfectly summed up by &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marianne Williamson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As we are liberated from our own fear,&lt;br /&gt;      Our presence automatically liberates others"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell the truth today cause you never know who shares the same secret too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-8391212645287052589?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/8391212645287052589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=8391212645287052589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8391212645287052589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8391212645287052589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/remain-or-just-stay-same-just-read.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5428587449814051749</id><published>2010-06-17T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:04:32.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="reflect" title="" style="WIDTH: 434px; HEIGHT: 304px" height="375" alt="Allied World War II soldiers by Dunechaser." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2937139778_264a900d3b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ㄅㄆㄇㄈㄉㄊㄋㄌㄍㄎㄏ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;我聽說通常在戰爭後就會換來和平&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5428587449814051749?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5428587449814051749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5428587449814051749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5428587449814051749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5428587449814051749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2937139778_264a900d3b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-1034250366829678332</id><published>2010-06-16T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:11:14.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Like this status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Facebook wall comments that make you go "awww"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so the like this status thing have been going around&lt;br /&gt;and i'm having lotsa fun liking people's status and helping people write on their walls.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, somethings people say are real funny.&lt;br /&gt;i LOL-ed when i saw everyone, &lt;u&gt;esp the junyou's one.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna compile all those people who wrote on my wall starting with the earliest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=792354620"&gt;Ho Wei Yang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGZXZX BESTIEEESZZEZESSSXZXXZXEXXXZ!!!!!! Didnt mean to twit la haha but must&lt;br /&gt;have the impact! love how we'll discuss over super totally random stuff like pjc&lt;br /&gt;and cjc people, old times and whatnot. love your hidden brains which you scam&lt;br /&gt;everyone in the school la, 11 pointer, and ur blurness and aiya everything to do&lt;br /&gt;with you la ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, bestie &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/chuayixuan"&gt;Chua Yixuan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/chuayixuan"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im doing this&lt;br /&gt;at 1:11am in the morning, i feel tired, but im doing this. LOL! but seriously&lt;br /&gt;lah, i duno what to say, everything i've kept deep within my heart has been&lt;br /&gt;expressed by weiyang's post&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;...................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;................................................................. so yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D wow, this post is AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob will always be bob, he's damn adorable. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/oktavianalee"&gt;Missyella Oktaviana Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/oktavianalee"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey darling! it's been amazing to get to know you i swear. thank you for being there&lt;br /&gt;for me esp during the time when my blog got spammed and etc. hahaha you're the&lt;br /&gt;best anybody can get. though there were some unpleasent memories like the&lt;br /&gt;redrain saga (we quarrelled) and other events, you're still the best friend i&lt;br /&gt;ever... had. i love you alot darling! thanks for the memories, ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, i remember we quarrelled twice LOL, and poor heeleng had to be our messenger :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/huilong11"&gt;Kho Hui Long&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/huilong11"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEIWEI!! from what&lt;br /&gt;i see, you are very approachable! too bad i didnt really have been able to talk&lt;br /&gt;to you much (maybe cos of me :( ). but ya, i've never seen a frown on your face&lt;br /&gt;before!! you are always very optimistic HAHAHAHAHA, always having a smile on&lt;br /&gt;your face! and to be truthful, i WILL smile when i see you smile HAHAHA! take&lt;br /&gt;care and good luck !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huilong, the super born gl face guy, aiya, but the whole ctss team all gl face one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/neverkn0wthtruey0u"&gt;Cheryl Tann ت&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/neverkn0wthtruey0u"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEIWEI !!!! :D ! Thanks for being a awesome person by my side (: ! You&lt;br /&gt;cheered me up when i was sad , you even came too my school ! And even "bet" with&lt;br /&gt;my math teacher ! YOUR AWESOME ! I LOVE YOU TO THE CORE ♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! cheryl! last time i went to her school and her teacher was an asshole, i think i wrote it in my blog last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/eugenia.seow"&gt;Eugenia Seow&lt;/a&gt; peiwei! i&lt;br /&gt;actually recall the first time we talked was during sec 2 aspire camp, and you&lt;br /&gt;were in the same gorup as me. so much has happened since then. though i'm not&lt;br /&gt;close with you, i know that you're a loyal friend, and you're a fun person to be&lt;br /&gt;around. (or so at least i've heard ha!) hope you're doing alright in jc!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss fabulous and jiaxian, who could ever forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jtyanhua"&gt;Janise Tan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jtyanhua"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HELLO PEEWEE! It's&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since I saw you. I really like how sweet you are, caring, and&lt;br /&gt;the nice advices you give to me! I still remember having heart to heart talks&lt;br /&gt;with you, and breaking down in front of you in apublic place but you still held&lt;br /&gt;me back together. Thankssss man! Hope to see you soon!! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your secret is safe with me &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/oliverandreskeys"&gt;Oliver Andres Keys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello....yea sec 1/2 same chinese class, sec 3/4 hist and poa class. Mmm I like&lt;br /&gt;your optimism. You've got so many facebook posts about you landing yourself into&lt;br /&gt;trouble or some sort of shit situation but yet you appear unscathed and rather&lt;br /&gt;cheerful like almost all the time. Take care and see you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAK, i hardly spoke to him. actually close to never. facebook really bring ppl closer tgt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1066532197"&gt;Alicia Wong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1066532197"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HI PEE! I remembered that i didn't really like you during sec 3 (as yknow) cos you&lt;br /&gt;look damn ahlian when you don't smile, hahaha. But now you're like part of my&lt;br /&gt;everything lah, A4, A7 and etc. &amp;amp; you are like some kid who never grows up&lt;br /&gt;with all the cheerfulness (hahaha). Thank you for being a friend since 2 years&lt;br /&gt;ago b...ut don't blur and forget me 2 years later horrrrr. HAHAHA. (L) :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALI! I'm not that blur! and i'm still a toysrus kid :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1463961789"&gt;Kavin Cheong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1463961789"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LEE AH PEE, ALSO KNOWN AS MY WIFE. HAHAHA. wa i swear you are the&lt;br /&gt;blurest person i ever known, and a semi-soulmate man. okay maybe one-quarter,&lt;br /&gt;HHA. oh and meeting up on every friday was totally awesome stuff man, where we&lt;br /&gt;will rant about our new jc classmates and such. it's nice to know you man. yeah&lt;br /&gt;and i'm actually ...quite tired now so i may do a part two on this tomorrow or&lt;br /&gt;so. anyway, see you tmr! CAN'T WAIT!! and...my 3.50 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never did write finish part two... Hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/hsetmh"&gt;Hset Min Htet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/hsetmh"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LEEPEIWEI! :D Ok&lt;br /&gt;la, the first time I met you was at the DEVIL'S BASKETBALL COURT! :D Since then,&lt;br /&gt;you've gotten BUFFER! O: (it's a compliment hor) I like your SUPER SUPER&lt;br /&gt;SOTONGNESS LA! It's always so funny hahaha and also your super randomness. I can&lt;br /&gt;just like "HEY PEIWEI" and do some retarded stuff and you'd do some ...even more&lt;br /&gt;retarded thing to counter me man... Ouch. I also like how you're not afraid to&lt;br /&gt;be yourself because for PEIWEI, unglam is glam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if out-unglamming him is a compliment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/megavenkat"&gt;Venkat Kumaran&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peeweee! I like your very friendly nature and your my 2 year class mate! I also like playing bball with you last time and goooood luck in jc! oh and i loveee eyour blurness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1144714923"&gt;Ho Jun You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1144714923"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha yeah no prob man must talk more often. I also got to know u from howy&lt;br /&gt;and co. I must say u're as cool as a guy anytime LOL! U must be quite smart&lt;br /&gt;we're in the same class in chem but u still got 11 for R5 whereas I dropped the&lt;br /&gt;sub.. :( Anyway good luck in ur studies too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS LOL! now i know what bestie theyall talk about me. The top two things&lt;br /&gt;1) 11 pointer without studying&lt;br /&gt;2) guy-like.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys lah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1034250366829678332?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1034250366829678332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1034250366829678332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1034250366829678332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1034250366829678332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stayover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;when my parents are away, 4a1-ers come to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakaka stayover was alright this time (no one died)&lt;br /&gt;the guard didnt annoy us that much this time though.&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to watch A team (the movie) which was damn nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, and of course, everyone was trying to shut AAAA up.&lt;br /&gt;AAAA was the usual him, being super AAAA when we were trying to watch a horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they had their poker tournament the next day before swimming.&lt;br /&gt;the took on weird personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean the gay dealer&lt;br /&gt;Ah vin the ninja&lt;br /&gt;Genglin the monk&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin the big blind&lt;br /&gt;Weiyang raphael nadal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bestie broke my hairband&lt;br /&gt;-innocent look- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Er, peiwei, i thought hairband can bend both sides one ar.sorry..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course they didnt let go the chance to torture L.&lt;br /&gt;they did it on my bed until my bedsheets and everything came out.&lt;br /&gt;and my room stinks like eiuhkfefbkfbkfbk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course some people left their stuffs here again (as always) and i dunno whose is whose now. ): pffft. and some person until now never claim their purple renoma undies. and boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind the next guy who forgets to bring their undies will have to wear those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4382700&amp;amp;id=563534890"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" style="WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 389px" height="720" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-8133075417404518250</id><published>2010-06-10T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T17:17:21.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=563534890&amp;amp;pid=4190677&amp;amp;id=565733520"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" style="WIDTH: 542px; HEIGHT: 409px" height="540" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs525.snc3/29857_413628538520_565733520_4190731_5271240_n.jpg" width="720" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Careforce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leadership training camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, camp was not as bad as i thought (:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha back from leadership training camp and my voice damn sexy now.&lt;br /&gt;and get this, it's not because i screamed a lot of cheers or anything, in fact i didnt. its because i was bamming the milo and the fries before sleeping and i didnt drink water at all (Y) on top of that i didnt visit the toilet. Kekeke, yeap, so you know how it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my group was careforce. initially i was super against the idea of going to camp.&lt;br /&gt;it's like... CAMP leh. although ctss every year have at least one ASPIRE camp. still, this time it was in a new place plus i didnt have my buddies with me ): trust me, i was thinking about 4a1 in the camp. I kept thinking what if the 4a1-ers were there at the camp (Y) it would be awesome, but looking at the games, i think better not. They'll drive people nuts and we'll most probably end up killed or something. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have no voice or rather a super sexy voice cause i bammed milo and fries (Y)&lt;br /&gt;4a1 spirit sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, but i gotta thank vin theyall for keeping me sane. even if it means screaming for help in the middle of the night just to help with personality test (Y)&lt;br /&gt;bestie smsed me in the middle of the night "BESTIE EMERGENCY! am i more idealistic or street smart? LOL SORRY" ok, i so regretted taking him seriously.&lt;br /&gt;or when mr seah caught me talking to Bro jx on the phone after lightsout :P&lt;br /&gt;yeap, then left for camp site. all those normal stuff then go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;next day amazing race in pasir panjang. hahaha (Y) love that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, my group was PC2 careforce (:&lt;br /&gt;Their probably the nicest people on earth i swear. i have never seen a group of people who are super sweet and nice together. like all 11 of them.&lt;br /&gt;miss friday and mr mark lim were our teacher and hafiz was our facil (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka, first day didnt do much except some team building games which was super funny, all the actions and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;after that we left for the campsite which was at pasir panjang (:&lt;br /&gt;the place wasnt as bad as i thought. i thought it was gonna be like camp christine :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day had amazing race. amazing race was in pasir panjang (Y) my fave place :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yeap, so had much fun even though we were the only grp who didnt manage to complete ^^ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and i finally know whats on top of bukit chandu, i always wondered.&lt;br /&gt;i think the cutting of the hair was the best station&lt;br /&gt;what a breakthrough&lt;br /&gt;and i found someone totally like L, TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;and many careys.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, Zhe an got his virgin haricut, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;he never had his haircut before by anyone else other than his mum :O&lt;br /&gt;amazing right (Y) yeap, so our group got 4 guys need cut hair, poor thing. but it was the funnest station lah! yes i know i'm sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we were the only group that didnt finish the whole amazing race (Y)&lt;br /&gt;cause we're so amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day had muddy games and high element games (Y)&lt;br /&gt;the best. first time playing high elements haha, cause i skipped sec 3 camp for sports camp last time :P hehehe&lt;br /&gt;yeap, was quite fun lah :D wasnt as scary as what others told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day was some boring ceremony before homing with my super sexy voice (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me not blogging much says alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-8133075417404518250?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/8133075417404518250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=8133075417404518250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8133075417404518250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8133075417404518250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/careforce-leadership-training-camp-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-8216962221443578326</id><published>2010-06-06T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:03:27.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://almightyalicia.tumblr.com/photo/1280/669519773/1/tumblr_kzu5c9tkuP1qaj19g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzu5c9tkuP1qaj19go1_500.jpg" alt="(via simplynorule, tsokomudslide)" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm not lost, I just dont know where here is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm ready this time (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-8216962221443578326?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/8216962221443578326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=8216962221443578326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8216962221443578326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8216962221443578326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-lost-i-just-dont-know-where-here.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-6045883047824335794</id><published>2010-06-02T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:40:05.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Got history/ no history tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is so irritating,&lt;br /&gt;we dont even know if theres class tml.&lt;br /&gt;class rep says no, other classes says yes. so yes/no?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm? no idea either. ok i shall go with Ruru tml then. i can walk her to the clove, anyway it's next door to my school (:&lt;br /&gt;she can play ball after that with us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL just talked to ze jie online.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny, its like two people trying to encourage each other.&lt;br /&gt;it's like two blind people trying to lead each other.&lt;br /&gt;but dont worry, it'll work out, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember what rajan said, sometimes in life turning points come subtly, it's never a one off event that goes off with a loud boom. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, this is my turning point.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i think this is my turning point, it never happens.&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall not jinx this. LOL, I remember what steve munsey said, speak to your future.&lt;br /&gt;and i will say&lt;br /&gt;my future is bright, my future is hopeful, i'll get 4As for A leves (?!), i'll be happy, i'll walk this life with God, i'll keep the faith, i'll fight the good fight, i'll finish the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today while talking to zejie, suddenly i remember why i dont wanna leave, why i cling on to it, why i dont just turn away.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll keep that promise, to myself.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, Ze Jie and I have a deal, and i think i'll complete it before he does :P&lt;br /&gt;Dare me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6045883047824335794?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6045883047824335794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6045883047824335794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6045883047824335794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6045883047824335794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/06/got-history-no-history-tmr-ok-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-295073548845099285</id><published>2010-06-01T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:34:39.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Mr Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;daddy dearest? LOL (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie sent me the email we wrote to Ong one day before Os.&lt;br /&gt;oh man ): made me miss mr ong loads man.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i gotta say, ong has been a really cool teacher to us, even when he was in new zealand with the cat.&lt;br /&gt;I LOL-ed when i saw what we wrote as the email's SUBJECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THE EMAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(we were panic-ing at OCK's house one day before Os, so much so that we did yoga?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From: br0kensoul-@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To: jeffreyong@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Subject: AHHH! MR ONG WE NEED YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;(I LOL-ed when i saw this, this is so us)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Date: Sat, 24 Oct 2009 17:01:44 +0800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hey Mr Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;kelvin says he dun know what to study nw.. he say sit writing very hard to study... he says his going to drop english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Peiwei : he didnt even study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;OCK: tell mr ong ock has been studying hard for the whole day! tell him! tell him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Oh ya, and the spam calls on your phone is us. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We wanted to ask you what's the difference between proposal report and proposal letter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Issit proposal letter without address is like proposal report?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Lets say proposal letter to your principal issit this format?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;5 may 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Dear Mrs Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Proposal for whatever (title in the middle, no caps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Crap crap crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;(align to left no indent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Proposed by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Oh yea, and do you have the answers for the fairfield and tanjong katong papers? :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;kelvin is asking u wade is the most effective thing to do 2 hours before the english o levels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Haha is it possible if you sms us or something when you reply our email :D thankssss :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;say hi to the cat (hope you havent killed it :P ) have fun :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;SEEYA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;LOVE, US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;The reply from Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From: Jeffrey Ong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;jeffreyong@hotmail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Date: 2009/10/25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Subject: RE: AHHH! MR ONG WE NEED YOU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To: br0kensoul-@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Kelvin: You dare to give up on English now? Really. Remember my cold, icy stare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Peiwei: I think you are right about Kelvin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;OCK: Well done. Never too late, I always say, right, old chum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To all: No need to apologise for the telephone calls. Let me explain my situation. I didn't have internet at my hosts' house until a couple of days ago. I couldn't answer your missed calls as 1. they don't show the nos. and 2. i leave my phone at home due to my studies in the university. Yes, your daddy dearest is actually studying with all of you! See, I told you we will get through this together as a class, you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Yes, for proposals to your principal (if you're the student of that school), you need not have address. Just write date, dear XXX, title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Both proposal letter and report have the same para structures. The only difference is whether you need to add in address.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I've already asked Keong Sheng to let the class know that I can't get the answers for Fairfield and TKGS papers. Really sorry about that. Just use them as warm-up practices, then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Kelvin (again): There's only ONE thing to do 2 hours prior to the EL exam. THINK OF ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-----------end of email---------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/jeffreyong@hotmail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL omgosh, i miss ong so much man, i remember the term "daddy dearest" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;funny ttm. haiz, sam got me emo man ): LOL&lt;br /&gt;Mr ong's birthday coming soon le (: sammie's planning smth :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-295073548845099285?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/295073548845099285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=295073548845099285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-29940573.post-497760691783067656</id><published>2010-05-30T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:52:33.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="128" width="320"&gt;&lt;param value="false" name="menu"&gt;&lt;param value="TL" name="salign"&gt;&lt;param value="window" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="myid=xzokq&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;prev=3" name="flashvars"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Not Afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;Artist: Eminem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;Album: Recovery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm not afraid to take a stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Everybody come take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;We'll walk this road together, through the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Whatever weather, cold or warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Just let you know that, you're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Holla if you feel that you've been down the same road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;(bridge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;And I just can't keep living this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm standing up, Imma face my demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm manning up, Imma hold my ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I've had enough, now I'm so fed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Time to put my life back together right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Put a and lift the whole liquor counter up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-497760691783067656?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/497760691783067656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=497760691783067656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church we went bugis for steamboat with the rest of the guys to celebrate his birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only girl anymore! now there's LALA :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! yea, whole dinner i never even stand up, everything they take :D&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka, slacker ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played 4kings after that.&lt;br /&gt;didnt kana drink, but kana the 4th king.&lt;br /&gt;raw egg, seaweed and excessive chilli is heavenly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i cant believe Boo is 17 already :D&lt;br /&gt;i remember last year I told him that this year i'll remmeber his birthday even when he's in his maroon and black uniform (ite) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, we grow up real fast man, i still can remember the time when we celebrated his 13 birthday! back then, he was called brother bear/boo.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, and he was that stupid irritating fake "australian" kid.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, and he spent the whole day bullying me today ): just cause his birthday, he big ):&lt;br /&gt;but then again, he always bullies me, even when its not his birthday ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, 5 years of knowing this crazy boy, and 4 years being in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;looks like i can never run away from you lah.&lt;br /&gt;(Y) even when ur 70 (: &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll still be calling you slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday boo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-820588667003252390?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/820588667003252390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Exam blues and holiday mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha, ok took my GP exam and maths exam already.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm damn screwed. but then again, i've never been serious when it comes to exams, so... aiya, whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;Feels super weird taking exam with a whole new class.&lt;br /&gt;cause when we take exam, it's never so... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus baby brother wasnt there to do our whack head handshake.&lt;br /&gt;Bro wasnt there to do our weird handshake either.&lt;br /&gt;weiyang wasnt there trying to fit in last minute info about how breaking buscuits will lead to chem. &lt;u&gt;Rachie wasnt there to freak me out and calm me down all at the same time&lt;/u&gt;. Ktyx wasnt there to give me her reassuring "I'm proposing an idea" look and hand signal. L wasnt there trying to remind us what we're gonna do after exams that day. sean wasnt there to point both middle fingers and shout "F***" when the papers were given out. and of course the lively shouts of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Retain!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Poly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wasnt there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the paper started, it really started. there was silence. O.o&lt;br /&gt;woah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I remember sec 3 chinese exam everyone was shouting across the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;and who will ever forget siva's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Class, i go toilet, dont copy ar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, GP exam was, woah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, wth am i suppose to write.&lt;br /&gt;I was half expecting some people to stand up and point middle finger like the times when we took exam.&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote like real fast i guess cause i got time to sleep. actually i think cause i nothing to write lah.&lt;br /&gt;i slept like half hour + or smth for the 2nd paper.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so screwed man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maths was like taking amaths all over again. cause i have no idea what am i doing.&lt;br /&gt;wah, this feeling is like damn long dont have le.&lt;br /&gt;is the feeling of, heck care lah, just do, cannot do skip and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, and i guess my class not used to me yet or smth, cause when i slept real early they actually thought i finished.&lt;br /&gt;If it were 4a1, i can just hear weiyang, whose sitting diagonally behind me,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; "aiya, she dunno how do whole paper again lah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or when i take more paper their reaction is always &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"wah, not enough paper to draw ar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yea lah, but then, i think hopefully can get at least subpass bah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paper, i thought i had nothing to do for the whole day le.&lt;br /&gt;but i come out of the exam room i saw my phone so many miss call and sms.&lt;br /&gt;so hubs, darls, L and boo wanted to meet up. LOL, so i invited all of them to my house instead :D&lt;br /&gt;Met L and boo at orchard with Nam. (:&lt;br /&gt;they were shopping, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, L really know how suck money ar. machiam vacum cleaner sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they came my house to "study" as always.&lt;br /&gt;but L didnt realise he missed his homework due date... so... his 5% gone.&lt;br /&gt;yea, ended up swimming. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;this time my security guard got pissed and called my house straight :P i guess cause too noisy or smth.&lt;br /&gt;but heck care lah, wanna come up from the pool keep getting pushed down. in the end i managed to resist :D and L was the one who couldnt come up from the pool :D wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner and slacked before they left&lt;br /&gt;with L's wise words of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Another failed study outing"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-334025522102444579?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/334025522102444579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=334025522102444579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/334025522102444579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/334025522102444579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/exam-blues-and-holiday-mood-wahaha-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-1777630610272741384</id><published>2010-05-26T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:46:10.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;(Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;you guys did it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, you guys made my day again.&lt;br /&gt;from the simplest Boo's &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"how was exam today, I'll study till 3am with u today"&lt;/span&gt; to Weiyang's &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Let's whack ___________" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to ah vin's life-saving email :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think bestie camping online or something. appear offline or something lah!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, ask him why he not online he straight away online (:&lt;br /&gt;then again, he's always been there for me, even in the future LOL. (he's there already)&lt;br /&gt;wah, if all my boyfriends have to go through the interview of weiyang and ah vin, oh man i'll be single for life. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1777630610272741384?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1777630610272741384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1777630610272741384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1777630610272741384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1777630610272741384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/y-you-guys-did-it-again-awww-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-4658889829110238225</id><published>2010-05-26T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:59:16.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="javascript:popDetail("&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="th11_bbl_img" style="WIDTH: 393px" height="257" alt="" src="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xr/89872941.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=3&amp;amp;d=6C4008C0FD9EB5A502D3C33025C2602E288007ACE7C859938BFBF66AC237AB0A" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maybe one day, we'll see the world through their eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You've seen a lot for a 16 year old"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he really did see something.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you looked hard enough, you'll see what they see too.&lt;br /&gt;If you gaze into their eyes long enough, will you be able to see what they have seen before?&lt;br /&gt;If you see, will you know?&lt;br /&gt;or can you know without seeing? or even after you see, you still dont know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when they say &lt;em&gt;"I see"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they really?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you dont have to do much to make someone feel touched.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it's things not said but done that really matters.&lt;br /&gt;It's the silent actions that really touch you so much and make you look back.&lt;br /&gt;I've witness how one simple action can change and turn into a movement. who says you're too small and have too little time to change the world?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when you make it and you wonder why, why you have been able to hold on for so long, look at the people below the stage. Spot the ones with knees that are rough from kneeling and praying for you. It's the people secretly wishing everyday that life will get better for you that helped you get through i guess. The people who get down on their knees to carry you.&lt;br /&gt;You never know whose mind you are on daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;So, you, reading this post.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm wishing things get better for you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4658889829110238225?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4658889829110238225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4658889829110238225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4658889829110238225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4658889829110238225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/eyes-maybe-one-day-well-see-world.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-328927346754017924</id><published>2010-05-25T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:33:54.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="aimgMain" href="http://sg.wrs.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0S0zu8b2_tLf3EAsG4u4gt./SIG=1297buj3m/EXP=1274883227/**http%3a//www.flickr.com/photos/14740539@N08/2907170070/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img id="imageMain" title="By wengthye_81 on Flickr" style="MARGIN-TOP: 3px; MARGIN-LEFT: 7px" height="250" alt="View Image" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3048/2907170070_29c6dc7eec.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDSi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my mama! i wanna save cash and buy a NDSi !&lt;br /&gt;LOL, whoever who buys me a NDSi will be loved by me forever man.&lt;br /&gt;It's like weets, got cam and internet sia. summore the games can just download one.&lt;br /&gt;:D and and and GOT SUPER MARIO. that trumps all lah please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, my NDS spoilt and i'm feeling kinda sian ):&lt;br /&gt;so i wanna get a new one :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, i think it'll cost about the same to get it fixed actually.&lt;br /&gt;so might as well right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, this might just be some passing phase and i'll get over it like soon or smth. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tan jiaxian is in muay thai?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-328927346754017924?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/328927346754017924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=328927346754017924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/328927346754017924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/328927346754017924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/ndsi-oh-my-mama-i-wanna-save-cash-and.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3048/2907170070_29c6dc7eec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-1081538359649489392</id><published>2010-05-25T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:59:36.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Another failed study outing ftw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again why i actually agreed L to go for the stayover study outing?&lt;br /&gt;When he looked me in the eye and told me he was gonna study and we're gonna be able to concentrate on studying, I believed him.&lt;br /&gt;why?! LOL. In the end, it's another failed study outing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL yesterday went to bro's house.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny sia. i reach dover mrt, then my slipper broke O.o&lt;br /&gt;oh and the dumbest thing was that i frogot i was going dover, so i wore my SP shirt.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a million other people wearing the same shirt as me. the funniest thing is when u see people wearing the same shirt as u, they tend to notice you more.&lt;br /&gt;so it was kinda awkward trying to pretend my slipper isnt broken cause a lot of people were looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;So,... i had to walk realllly slowly and hope no one notices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Jiaxian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Hey... bro... er, u at home?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"yea, why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"er... i need your help."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"what thing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"errr.... my slipper kinda broke ar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"BWAHAHAHAHAH...! where you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"dover mrt... come save me leh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"ok, i finish this game i come find u."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, so they were quite fast actually, boo jx and L came out to save me :D&lt;br /&gt;too bad i was blur, then they call me i didnt realise lah!&lt;br /&gt;Then later they were like &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"oh yea, we forgotten to take into a/c that your blur ar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;): just suan me lah ): LOL, but i miss them loadsss, and jx threw threw the slippers from upstairs like our house liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So walked back to jx's house and then played com before Peiqi came.&lt;br /&gt;later ying nam came to at like zhun zhun 12. she think she cinderella ar.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. yea then walked her back to jx house again.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo, the milk tea kevin lee always drink taste like crap. spend my 2 dollar on something so disgusting. in the end i gave it to bro to drink :D &lt;u&gt;I'm the best sister on earth&lt;/u&gt;. IKR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we just slacked the night away, eating mac and being totally nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;the funniest thing was when i took out my deoderant. then boo said, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"EH! L! try spraying this on ur armpit damn ticklish!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they scissored papered stoned. and then L lost, boo sprayed his armpit and he screamed like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;the most retarded thing was when boo sprayed his own and all of them started laughing like retards.&lt;br /&gt;pinning L down and spraying like deo free, well it's almost free lah... so :/&lt;br /&gt;LOL, but i really miss their nonsense man. make me feel like we were sec 2 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Nam and i were TRYING to study. well, trying is the KEYWORD.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we didnt really get much studying time, and i'm prepared to die. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the attic to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;of course when i say sleep, we never ever really sleep LOL.&lt;br /&gt;this is something thats impossible in the history of 4A1.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping = laugh and talk until we're all exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;and L fell on my face, i think i gonna have orh cheh soon man. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, played mahjong before heading home (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;had fun with u guys.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'm dead for my exam tml!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1081538359649489392?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1081538359649489392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1081538359649489392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1081538359649489392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1081538359649489392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/phail-another-failed-study-outing-ftw.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-4538079972078743924</id><published>2010-05-24T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T18:01:44.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna study for exams ):&lt;br /&gt;how do even study for a MATHS exam, sounds so impossible right?!&lt;br /&gt;it's like huh?!&lt;br /&gt;sian, i've never studied for maths exam before ): cause it didnt use to matter, now that it does, I've no idea how to ):&lt;br /&gt;maths is depressing lah.&lt;br /&gt;later going to bro's house to study :D&lt;br /&gt;stayover (:&lt;br /&gt;and ying nam is coming along tooooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeets so fun. i hope they'll hit off just fine man.&lt;br /&gt;aiya, sure one lah, both crazy crazy type of people one. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4538079972078743924?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4538079972078743924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4538079972078743924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4538079972078743924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4538079972078743924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/ahhhh-i-dont-wanna-study-for-exams-how.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-3202706702699625166</id><published>2010-05-23T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T14:11:57.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 431px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/55/173135632_a1d78458a9.jpg" alt="Just crossed the bridge and my camera caught the rainbow by yanyin." title="" class="reflect" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The best prize that life offers is the chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; hard at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday I'm finally gonna let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I know there's a better way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I wanna know what's over that rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna get out of here someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-3202706702699625166?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/3202706702699625166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=3202706702699625166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3202706702699625166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3202706702699625166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/someday-best-prize-that-life-offers-is.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/55/173135632_a1d78458a9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-1076653581593600178</id><published>2010-05-22T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:27:13.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Cheered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning went to school for leadership precamp.&lt;br /&gt;so qiao, the girl in my tuition class is in my camp group O: what are the chances right?!&lt;br /&gt;so cool, ok my group is quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;alot of water elements. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;it's really a pastoral care councilor group :D&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher of the group is MISS FRIDAY :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! quite cool. LOL, until now i still dunno her name :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went for CCH duty. today the kids join the red rain concert today (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, was the reception area place again. (:&lt;br /&gt;saw bro, he looks so much bigger, or maybe too long neh see him.&lt;br /&gt;well, this year, shania seems to scream less.&lt;br /&gt;oh but gabriel was runnign around i guess.&lt;br /&gt;then he wanted to run out and i caught him, and he started screaming like a banshee in agony.&lt;br /&gt;oh my mama, scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, anyway, Kelvin is damn funny on facebook. tsk&lt;br /&gt;his comment never fails to make me laugh lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestie weiyang was damn cool that day i forgot which day i was damn down, then he suddenly talked to me, then i started smiling like a geek in front of the com. (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1076653581593600178?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1076653581593600178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1076653581593600178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1076653581593600178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1076653581593600178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/cheered-today-morning-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-170600589981009339</id><published>2010-05-19T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:03:38.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 388px; height: 298px;" alt="http://www.lillekemeense.com/images/3ddd4c6dbbf139ba4ddf85d7ecee1f9eaaaaaaaaaAngry_by_Tarelkin.jpg" src="http://www.lillekemeense.com/images/3ddd4c6dbbf139ba4ddf85d7ecee1f9eaaaaaaaaaAngry_by_Tarelkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;SUPINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;you have to love something before you can hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so angry, and i dont even know why i am angry!&lt;br /&gt;I hate how it sucks, how one thing can ruin so much other things that are not at all connected directly. Ihate how i'm reminded again and again about what started it. I hate how it has to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Я ненавижу, как все, все просто сводится к одной вещи. Я ненавижу, как я должен быть один, который начинается так что я могу служить людям. Почему?! Бог, то почему она должна быть такой, не у меня ненавидят так много? Я никогда не ненавидел серьезно и, я никогда не сомневался в моей любви к тебе, но я искренне сомневаюсь Love U есть для меня, а не из-за этого, я просто чувствую, как я не заслуживают все у вас на предложение.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="and i'm so angry, why becuase of one stupid thing in my life, i have to carry it for the rest of my life." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;وأنا غاضب جدا ، لماذا لأن من شيء واحد غبي في حياتي ، لقد لتحمله لبقية حياتي. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="why?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;لماذا؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="why am i punished for what others have done." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;لماذا أنا يعاقب على ما فعل آخرون. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="I know god did it too, but wth, i'm not God." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;وأنا&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="I know god did it too, but wth, i'm not God." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;أعلم أنه لا إله أيضا ، ولكن وث ، وأنا لست الله. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="God knew who he was, where he is going, he knew he was special." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;يعلم الله الذي كان ، وأين هو ذاهب ، وقال انه يعرف انه خاص. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="yet i'm left here all alone again." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;حتى الآن أنا تركت&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="yet i'm left here all alone again." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;كل وحده هنا مرة أخرى. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="You said ull be here." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;وقال عليك أن تكون ull هنا. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="where are u?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;حيث يتم ش؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="u said i am not alone." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;وقال يو وانا لست وحدك. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="am i really not alone?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;هل أنا حقا ليست وحدها؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="dont lie to me." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;لا تكمن&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="dont lie to me." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;لي. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i hate getting lied to!" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;أنا أكره الحصول على كذب! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i hate it i hate it" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;أنا أكره أن أكرهه &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="headingtext" class="normaltext"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="goog-zippy-collapsed" tabindex="0" id="romanspan" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;img id="romanimg" class="buttons square13 zippy-plus" src="http://www.google.com/images/cleardot.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="romantext"&gt;Show romanization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="almost_half_cell" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style=""&gt;&lt;div id="tts_button" title="Listen to this translation" style="display: none;" class=""&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.gstatic.com/translate/sound_player.swf" id="tts_flash" height="18" width="18"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.gstatic.com/translate/sound_player.swf" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="sound_name=&amp;amp;sound_name_cb=_TTSSoundFile" name="flashvars"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i hate how i always have to be punished." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני שונאת את איך שאני תמיד צריך להיענש. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="how i have to be the nice one." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;איך אני צריך להיות זה נחמד. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="why do i care so much?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;למה אני כל כך אכפת לי? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="why?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;למה? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="why must i be the one hurting when anyone else does too." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;למה אני חייב להיות אחד כואב כאשר מישהו אחר עושה מדי. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="why must i be in the dilemma?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;למה אני צריכה להיות דילמה? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Why must eveything come down to one thing?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;מדוע חייב eveything לרדת דבר אחד? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="why must i be constantly be remininded that that's the cause of everything right now?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;למה אני חייב להיות כל הזמן להיות  כי זה הגורם הכול עכשיו? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="why do i have to be the one that go through all the pain and suffering?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;למה אני צריך להיות אחד לעבור את כל הכאב והסבל? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="I hate this, it;s unfair." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני שונא את זה, זה, זה לא הוגן. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="i knwo the world is." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני מכיר את העולם. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="but, it's too unfair." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אבל, זה לא הוגן מדי. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i feel like i'm tess, trapped in a world that will never get better." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני מרגיש כאילו אני טס, לכוד בתוך עולם זה לא ישתפר. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="nothing ever will, u lied to me." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;שום דבר לא יהיה, u שיקר לי. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="i hate it." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני שונאת את זה. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i hate it i hate it!" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני שונאת אותו אני שונאת אותו!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="but mostly i hate myself, because i know i allowed this to happen, i know." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אבל בעיקר אני שונא את עצמי, כי אני יודע שאני מותר שזה יקרה, אני יודע. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="cause i didnt speak up." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;כי אני didn't לדבר. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="i cant blame anyone." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני לא יכולה להאשים אף אחד. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i wasnt given the chance to, i never had it." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני wasn't ניתנה הזדמנות, אני אף פעם לא היה זה. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i was always stuffed, never allowed to speak, so why now?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;תמיד הייתי ממולאים, לא הורשה לדבר, אז למה עכשיו? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="why now?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;למה עכשיו? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i am dying to speak more than ever, no one will ever understand how i feel, how it feels not to be able to say what u want, feel what u want." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני מת לדבר יותר מתמיד, אף אחד לעולם לא מבין איך אני מרגיש, איך זה מרגיש לא להיות מסוגל לומר מה U רוצה, להרגיש מה U רוצה. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="patience will bring u no where." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;סבלנות תביא u לא שם. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="whats normal to others was neever normal to me." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;whats נורמלי לאחרים היה neever רגיל לי. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i hate myself for not doing anything." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני שונא את עצמי לא עושה כלום. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="i hate myself for allowing this to happen." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני שונא את עצמי המאפשר שזה יקרה. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="to have my life bonged down by all these." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;יש חיי bonged על ידי כל אלה. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="god, will u continue punishing me until i learn how to speak?" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אלוהים, יהיה u להמשיך להעניש אותי עד שאני לומד איך לדבר? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="god, stop it." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אלוהים, תפסיק עם זה. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i cant take it anymore." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני לא יכולה לסבול את זה יותר. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="i'll die." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני אמות. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="i'll kill myself." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני אהרוג את עצמי. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="God, i'm tired." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אלוהים, אני&lt;br /&gt;עייף. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="i'm so tired already, i dont have any more to give." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;אני כל כך עייפה כבר, אני לא צריך עוד לתת. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Please." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;בבקשה. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="please." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"&gt;בבקשה.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all, myself&lt;br /&gt;cause i allowed it to happen&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-29940573.post-6114700176617992783</id><published>2010-05-18T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T17:35:48.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="http://www.gty.org/files/spaw_upload_images/decision.jpg" src="http://www.gty.org/files/spaw_upload_images/decision.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People trust me with their decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to my own ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant make them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6114700176617992783?l=wei-the-blur.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-29940573.post-116966793641471160</id><published>2010-05-18T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T17:26:39.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Rollar Coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, (monday) after school chiong-ed home to bathe before meeting L, Ron, Jx, boo for movie :D&lt;br /&gt;wakakakaka. watched Last song.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh so sad can. but i damn anti climax, i sad at the part that everyone not sad, then when everyone sad i not sad ): LOL, idk whether i shud be sad about that anot. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we watched shutter island,&lt;br /&gt;damnit it's a bloody mind games show lah&lt;br /&gt;yea, then the movie was until 1140pm! i fell asleep in the movies. damnit. LOL&lt;br /&gt;we lifted up the armrest then lie down, damn shiok mans!&lt;br /&gt;and the ending is damn wth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, then today cannot sleep cause keep thinking about the show.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! yea lah, active mind even when i sleep ok.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for an hour nia!&lt;br /&gt;then go NUH in the morning for the surgeon thingo. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went to school. wanted to reach just nice during lit at 2 which is the last period.&lt;br /&gt;then i count wrongly reached at 1 ):&lt;br /&gt;so slack with Nam in the canteen cause 'break'&lt;br /&gt;then find mr chong to explain why i late. he damn psychic. winner.&lt;br /&gt;so lit for 1+ hours before homing again. ok I'm gonna orh orh for a while then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-116966793641471160?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/116966793641471160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=116966793641471160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/116966793641471160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/116966793641471160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/rollar-coaster-yesterday-monday-after.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-6722265863805754666</id><published>2010-05-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:25:22.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=2&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=563534890&amp;amp;pid=1080547&amp;amp;id=1463961789" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28326_1422218083160_1463961789_1080547_3302273_n.jpg" style="width: 304px; height: 401px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We're kiiiids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ah vin angry with me for not featuring him on my friday post. so... last week friday, ah vin met me at queensway to buy shoes :D Hahaha! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;yippee after that we WALKED to temesek club. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;we're damn freaking zai, but i got a freaking mosquito bite ): LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then we ate in the stupid restaurant and almost died cause we were straving like jkfefnke&lt;br /&gt;after that slacked around then we went to the kids room, where ah vin keep getting stuck in this stupid chair :P and me? i just take lotsa photo of him stuck in the chair and falling over :D I know i'm the best wife ever. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He named the album: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My blur wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its cos the photos are super blur. Or... other reasons. must be cause the photos damn blur lah!&lt;br /&gt;Lala joined us on the phone... LOL (PS) (PS) (PS) haha&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to play swing before walking out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=563534890&amp;amp;pid=1080556&amp;amp;id=1463961789" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 415px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28326_1422218563172_1463961789_1080557_643469_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=563534890&amp;amp;pid=1080554&amp;amp;id=1463961789" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img id="myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28326_1422218483170_1463961789_1080555_4873025_n.jpg" style="width: 309px; height: 406px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=563534890&amp;amp;pid=1080572&amp;amp;id=1463961789" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; 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height: 403px;" alt="http://blogs.ya.com/caracterdelobo/files/man_in_a_bowler_hat.jpg" src="http://blogs.ya.com/caracterdelobo/files/man_in_a_bowler_hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;The man in the bowler hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;I am the unnoticed, the unnoticable man:&lt;br /&gt;The man who sat on your right in the morning train:&lt;br /&gt;The man who looked through like a windowpane:&lt;br /&gt;The man who was the colour of the carriage, the colour of the mounting&lt;br /&gt;Morning pipe smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I am the man too busy with a living to live,&lt;br /&gt;Too hurried and worried to see and smell and touch:&lt;br /&gt;The man who is patient too long and obeys too much&lt;br /&gt;And wishes too softly and seldom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the man they call the nation's backbone,&lt;br /&gt;Who am boneless - playable castgut, pliable clay:&lt;br /&gt;The Man they label Little lest one day&lt;br /&gt;I dare to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the rails on which the moment passes,&lt;br /&gt;The megaphone for many words and voices:&lt;br /&gt;I am the graph diagram,&lt;br /&gt;Composite face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the led, the easily-fed,&lt;br /&gt;The tool, the not-quite-fool,&lt;br /&gt;The would-be-safe-and-sound,&lt;br /&gt;The uncomplaining, bound,&lt;br /&gt;The dust fine-ground,&lt;br /&gt;Stone-for-a-statue waveworn pebble-round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-3417389304118185153?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/3417389304118185153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=3417389304118185153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3417389304118185153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3417389304118185153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/man-in-bowler-hat-i-am-unnoticed.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-7153065601391472696</id><published>2010-05-15T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:37:59.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Don't matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;好马不吃回头草&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think "what if this and that happen next time?"&lt;br /&gt;but then, now i realise,... whatever that matters to you then, dont really matter much to you now. it's like how when your young and you think "what if barney doesnt show on TV anymore 5 years later? what would i watch?" but 5 years later, maybe the only barney you know is the name of your new boyfriend. (barney is a corny name though - sorry for all the barneys in the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to mind, but then i didnt anymore, or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;now i cant really decide if i care or not. on normal days i dont, on abnormal days i do.&lt;br /&gt;haiz, life is weird lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-7153065601391472696?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/7153065601391472696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=7153065601391472696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7153065601391472696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7153065601391472696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-matter-i-always-think-what-if-this.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-4587078220795334578</id><published>2010-05-15T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:31:29.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/blurwei" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/blurwei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4587078220795334578?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4587078220795334578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4587078220795334578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4587078220795334578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4587078220795334578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-1058282385014819462</id><published>2010-05-14T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:49:23.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-xWJZoG3VI/AAAAAAAAC6U/xgS3Y8uIBwE/s1600/kids%2520%2520%28975%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-xWJZoG3VI/AAAAAAAAC6U/xgS3Y8uIBwE/s400/kids%2520%2520%28975%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470842366846229842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Peiwei you promised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;just sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1058282385014819462?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1058282385014819462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1058282385014819462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1058282385014819462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1058282385014819462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/peiwei-you-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-xWJZoG3VI/AAAAAAAAC6U/xgS3Y8uIBwE/s72-c/kids%2520%2520%28975%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-6292878284650277980</id><published>2010-05-14T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:40:08.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-xGTfy2PbI/AAAAAAAAC6M/YrNLDA_w680/s1600/94674774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-xGTfy2PbI/AAAAAAAAC6M/YrNLDA_w680/s400/94674774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470824948114537906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Playing like a film without sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna pon school today, it wasnt planned i swear.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt fall asleep, and i chiong-ed my essay, printed it and stuff, prepared to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;then 2am came and 2am went. and still cant sleep so consulted the AZK chichi LOL, i hope he still remmeber his nick LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, anyway I'm awesome i fell asleep in the toilet for a good 1 hr. :D&lt;br /&gt;Awesome right? i know, only i can do this kind of stupid crap. :P&lt;br /&gt;today was an alright day i guess (thursday)&lt;br /&gt;was super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;mr glascow tried waking us up by saying "GOOD MORNING!" really loudly, but it woke everyone up except me. awww the disappointment. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;did AQ during GP. oh my mama i swear its the hardest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was dreading fahy's homework today.&lt;br /&gt;i bloody chiong-ed my essay and i'm gonna hand it up next monday! ZZZ am i stupid or stupid.&lt;br /&gt;ok dont say. Shhh :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"She put one hand on mine. “When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt; —        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/2331.Mitch_Albom" class="authorNameRegular" title="view all quotes by Mitch Albom"&gt;Mitch Albom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;     (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/quotes/10929" class="bookTitleRegular"&gt;For One More Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6292878284650277980?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6292878284650277980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6292878284650277980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6292878284650277980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6292878284650277980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/memories-playing-like-film-without.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-xGTfy2PbI/AAAAAAAAC6M/YrNLDA_w680/s72-c/94674774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-6581322948843906142</id><published>2010-05-12T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:52:04.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-qdwfCYWPI/AAAAAAAAC50/D6Wgos--dOw/s1600/cjc6redo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-qdwfCYWPI/AAAAAAAAC50/D6Wgos--dOw/s400/cjc6redo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470358153685653746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJC olympic relay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, today, relay a bit crazy ar.&lt;br /&gt;freaking more than 1km plus per person, summore the route more complicated then maths make me super blur lah.&lt;br /&gt;I was the only girl running the relay today and i was 4th runner :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL so i ran after eugene and before marcus. eugene ran freaking fast, and that cos he didnt run half of the route. LOL. and i ran extra... made up for it :/&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, the two canoe-ist went first :D Zejie and pek cause they had to leave soonish. yeapp&lt;br /&gt;In the end we finally completed it ^^ the feeling quite shiok ar. LOL! run here run there still can run wrong. then the goodie bag damn cui can. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, today damn funny the relive econs cher of last week talked to me, she damn cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;she ask me why lecture always neh see me :X ooops, sleeping mah.&lt;br /&gt;Then she say she today moody, cause not friday. Hahah damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;the other lessons quite slack today i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to orh orh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000610214334"&gt;Kevin Lee&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b8eb1632c869b3" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;yeah luckily for AyeOne we work well under pressure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:26:22 -0700"&gt;25 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[594973]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ufi_section comment_594978 UIImageBlock clearfix" id="comment_1085377351_125256590823899_594978"&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563534890" title="Lee Peiwei"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-sf2p/hs308.ash1/23215_563534890_6305_q.jpg" alt="Lee Peiwei" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563534890"&gt;Lee Peiwei&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b8f24626d711e8" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;YEA I THINK THATS SO TRUE! i can always answer better under pressure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:27:02 -0700"&gt;24 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[594978]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ufi_section comment_594980 UIImageBlock clearfix" id="comment_1085377351_125256590823899_594980"&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/xKookie" title="Siong Tuan Ang"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-sf2p/hs254.snc3/23133_584685868_4441_q.jpg" alt="Siong Tuan Ang" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/xKookie"&gt;Siong Tuan Ang&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b8f97f7872349d" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;i went there and like read super slow. but only got 4 words wrong ;D. my tickam skills high lvl a lot of tickam words correct teehee~ convo owned me though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:27:05 -0700"&gt;24 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[594980]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ufi_section comment_594986 UIImageBlock clearfix" id="comment_1085377351_125256590823899_594986"&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563534890" title="Lee Peiwei"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-sf2p/hs308.ash1/23215_563534890_6305_q.jpg" alt="Lee Peiwei" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563534890"&gt;Lee Peiwei&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b8ffb8525212d2" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;Kevin was taking ages in the room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:27:29 -0700"&gt;24 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[594986]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ufi_section comment_594987 UIImageBlock clearfix" id="comment_1085377351_125256590823899_594987"&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/xKookie" title="Siong Tuan Ang"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-sf2p/hs254.snc3/23133_584685868_4441_q.jpg" alt="Siong Tuan Ang" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/xKookie"&gt;Siong Tuan Ang&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b907792fc04455" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;rofl his rubbish lvl super high. to spam rubbish is like his speciality!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:27:52 -0700"&gt;23 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[594987]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ufi_section comment_594989 UIImageBlock clearfix" id="comment_1085377351_125256590823899_594989"&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000610214334" title="Kevin Lee"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-sf2p/hs622.snc3/27371_100000610214334_9375_q.jpg" alt="Kevin Lee" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000610214334"&gt;Kevin Lee&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b90ee93d2e6936" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;lol i still rmb my oral examiner telling me i guess very well (in chinese of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:27:55 -0700"&gt;23 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[594989]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ufi_section comment_594999 UIImageBlock clearfix" id="comment_1085377351_125256590823899_594999"&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563534890" title="Lee Peiwei"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-sf2p/hs308.ash1/23215_563534890_6305_q.jpg" alt="Lee Peiwei" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563534890"&gt;Lee Peiwei&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b9163324c0f078" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;LOL! HAHAH! jx and i were dying outside. + the funny comics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:28:40 -0700"&gt;22 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[594999]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ufi_section comment_595001 UIImageBlock clearfix" id="comment_1085377351_125256590823899_595001"&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000610214334" title="Kevin Lee"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-sf2p/hs622.snc3/27371_100000610214334_9375_q.jpg" alt="Kevin Lee" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="UIImageBlock_Content UIImageBlock_SMALL_Content"&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000610214334"&gt;Kevin Lee&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b91ce117b3a8c3" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;spamming is a skill btw. i can go from brushing teeth to (?) abortion :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="comment_actions"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Wed, 12 May 2010 06:28:52 -0700"&gt;22 minutes ago&lt;/abbr&gt; · &lt;label class="uiLinkButton async_throbber"&gt;&lt;input name="delete[595001]" value="Delete" class="stat_elem" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a class="UIImageBlock_Image UIImageBlock_SMALL_Image" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=792354620" title="Ho Wei Yang"&gt;&lt;img class="UIProfileImage UIProfileImage_SMALL img" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/profile6/1668/51/q792354620_9901.jpg" alt="Ho Wei Yang" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="comment_text"&gt;&lt;a class="comment_author" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=792354620"&gt;Ho Wei Yang&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div id="text_expose_id_4beab24b9259272fae3f0" class="comment_actual_text"&gt;st : my bombing skills win you, really you dont wanna compare. i taught my teacher chem engineering stuff, its as if i had a damn degree alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;RESPECTS TO BESTIE LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6581322948843906142?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6581322948843906142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6581322948843906142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6581322948843906142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6581322948843906142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/flame-cjc-olympic-relay-lol-today-relay.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-qdwfCYWPI/AAAAAAAAC50/D6Wgos--dOw/s72-c/cjc6redo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-719710049760078123</id><published>2010-05-10T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:43:54.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-gNTJscmTI/AAAAAAAAC5s/cRD2gyd9zXQ/s1600/havefaith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469636370112485682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-gNTJscmTI/AAAAAAAAC5s/cRD2gyd9zXQ/s400/havefaith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a little faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What's worse than an unanswered prayer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I had a doctor once who was an atheist. Did I ever tell you about him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This doctor, he liked to jab me and my beliefs. He used to schedule my appointments deliberately on Saturdays, so I would have to call the receptionist and explain why, because of my religion, that wouldn’t work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice guy, I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anyhow, one day, I read in the paper that his brother had died. So I made a condolence call.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the way he treated you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In this job,” the Reb said, “you don’t retaliate.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So I go to his house, and he sees me. I can tell he is upset. I tell him I am sorry for his loss. And he says, with an angry face, ‘I envy you.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“‘Why do you envy me?’ I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“‘Because when you lose someone you love, you can curse God. You can yell. You can blame him. You can demand to know why. But I don’t believe in God. I’m a doctor! And I couldn’t help my brother!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He was near tears. ‘Who do I blame?’ he kept asking me. “There is no God. I can only blame myself’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Reb’s face tightened, as if in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That,” he said, softly, “is a terrible self-indictment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse than an unanswered prayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes. It is far more comforting to think God listened and said no, than to think that nobody’s out there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mitch Albom - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-719710049760078123?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/719710049760078123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=719710049760078123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/719710049760078123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/719710049760078123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/have-little-faith-whats-worse-than.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S-gNTJscmTI/AAAAAAAAC5s/cRD2gyd9zXQ/s72-c/havefaith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-3160468385987134914</id><published>2010-05-08T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:19:17.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, idk if i should put braces ):&lt;br /&gt;cause if i put braces must do surgery, which my mum isnt very keen on cause got risk.&lt;br /&gt;my jaw have some bone problem so must do surgery but before doing, must put braces to make sure that after surgery the top row and bottom teeth will fit perfectly. yea something liddat.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so it's like an all or nothing thing.&lt;br /&gt;surgery is no use without braces and braces is no use with surgery ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that lala and ah vin met me at clem and my mummy drove us to tangssss!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, the bag we wanted is gone ):&lt;br /&gt;sian jipua.&lt;br /&gt;yea lor ); disappointed. after that we homed to eat dinner @ my place&lt;br /&gt;ah vin is the most vain person on earth, stand in front of mirror so long. (TAKAKA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then ah vin and i went to play badminton at clem while lala went home.&lt;br /&gt;guolian and her friend reached first :P&lt;br /&gt;sorry &gt;&lt; then ktyx was like boo x 10 or smth, so slow! TSK then she bring one million badminton rackets sia. like bring to leh long liddat. yeap, badminton-ed haha, bias umpire :P drank water after that homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boo and I chatted from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2am + to 5am&lt;/span&gt;+ in the morning before we both fell asleep in front of the com.&lt;br /&gt;causing me to pon my tuition. LOL! i love chatting with boo, it's damn funny&lt;br /&gt;i think boo was an adorable kid last time. ;)&lt;br /&gt;we chatted about pri school stuff and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;haiz, those were the days man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so woke up at 1pm O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo :D&lt;br /&gt;Met L first and we went to eat mussel guys :D&lt;br /&gt;watched IP man2 with ah vin, pq and L.&lt;br /&gt;haha we super sia, damn in front. my neck is killing me ok! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;but we were quite noisy i think :P&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin super funny, he jio girl everyone need help him think of pressie.&lt;br /&gt;then shop shop walk walk buy buy then byebye. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yea homed :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-3160468385987134914?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/3160468385987134914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=3160468385987134914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3160468385987134914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3160468385987134914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/yesterday-then-ktyx-was-like-boo-x-10.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5673433389476632229</id><published>2010-05-07T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T01:35:43.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know those days when u just feel like crying and screaming at the top of your voice, hoping everything will be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, today is one of those days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5673433389476632229?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5673433389476632229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5673433389476632229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5673433389476632229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5673433389476632229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-those-days-when-u-just-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5405185928672562228</id><published>2010-05-05T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:32:08.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;My life in ruins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Everyone should take the time for a coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i got sacked from Bridge &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;over a phone call&lt;/span&gt;, how lovely huh?&lt;br /&gt;Because i decided to pon today's bridge ):&lt;br /&gt;ok, i was stupid, yes i know. LOL, cause i wanted to watch movie with boo and L who i didnt meet in a long long long long time. LOL, ok lah, actually only L cause Boo i meet every sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, then i ponned cause &lt;u&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/u&gt; (namely L) told me the movie was at 415. then in the end the movie was at 7!&lt;br /&gt;See lah! idk how he become function head in his class one, sibei sia suay. ok lah, at least he got the day right.&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to watch shutter island. but in the end no ticks, so we watched , &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My life in ruins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which aptly describes my life right now - in ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, heck lah, it was more worth it to go out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;plus it wasnt such a crappy movie, I thought i was gonna be some lame show. It was actually nice. (: humour, sick humour and of course, the cliche moments.&lt;br /&gt;The show is actually quite meaningful cause it relates to all sorts of audience i guess?&lt;br /&gt;The tired, the one left behind, the angry, the bored and even the one with Hansdorf syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shows kinda remind me of the room with a view.&lt;br /&gt;the tour guide being Lucy and the bus driver being George emerson.&lt;br /&gt;(Y) it was real nice.&lt;br /&gt;haha, L and boo were suaning each other as usual.&lt;br /&gt;L suaning ____'s friend and Boo suaning L's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA, i saw the picture le. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i miss them loads, L has become much more body kong (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a little kid walking beside them cause their damn tall! I almost forgot how it feels walking with 9 overpeople who are significantly taller and muscular than you. Yea, i like the over-towering feeling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;do your work kelvin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How do you plan life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You're looking for obstacles rather than looking for magic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5405185928672562228?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5405185928672562228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5405185928672562228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5405185928672562228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5405185928672562228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-life-in-ruins-everyone-should-take.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-6559993442240184006</id><published>2010-05-04T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:15:23.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People ask how hard is it to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, how hard is it to not let people down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Anthoneh's PI is some golden PI lah.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! go through4 people before handing up to mr glascow.&lt;br /&gt;He did his PI, the jiaxian had to download it from internet cause msn and hotmail is screwing me. then i edit le, still need print. damn zai right (Y) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks jiaxian anyway!&lt;br /&gt;bro is the only one who knows / guessed my password.&lt;br /&gt;LOL and i miss him loads. i always remember those days when i get so angry with him that I'll go crazy. but then when people ask me if i really hate him, no matter how furious i was, I'll always say,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; "I still love him loads as a bro".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, countless time i'll go crazy because of what he does. LOL, but he seems to have grown up now (Y) (: proud of ya bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway........... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;IP MAN ON SATURDAY WITH HUBBY AH VIN &lt;/span&gt;:D anyone wanna join?! :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i'm damn screwed i never study for history test! (: yipppeee, tml then study lah. = die le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Excuse me, Mr Benedict, but how can it possibly be a blessing to know that people are untrustworthy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Benedict looked at Reynie askance. "Rather than answer that, allow me to call attention to the assumption you're making - the assumption that most people are trustworthy." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6559993442240184006?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6559993442240184006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6559993442240184006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6559993442240184006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6559993442240184006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/trust-people-ask-how-hard-is-it-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-2616469302407693426</id><published>2010-05-03T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:24:54.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;puck puck, quack quack then mehmeh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm so evil, cause I take joy in the misery of my best friend's :D&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA. Sorry bestie to tease u even when ur emo, u know i still love you right? LOL, and apparently I'm not the only one. HAHAHAHAHA! ok, sorry. ;)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today had jingyi theyall come over and study Hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;yea didnt accomplish anything actually cause of the new starhub TV thing and we have much more channels... hence, TV MORE IMPT! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok school's starting tml, SIAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2616469302407693426?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2616469302407693426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2616469302407693426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2616469302407693426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2616469302407693426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/yang-puck-puck-quack-quack-then-mehmeh.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-1829515647787412470</id><published>2010-05-02T03:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T03:49:53.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, today was a really not productive day.&lt;br /&gt;was helping boo with his super cheem poa homework lah.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, he was damn funny, he tried sending me his work thru MSN a few times and it couldnt work even after he renamed his file "please work!"&lt;br /&gt;So he sent me a mail instead &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466388827300461618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9yDrR9ofDI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Kc2fRnFWe_8/s400/booping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;damn funny, i saw the subject then i was thinking , haiz, &lt;strong&gt;"typical boo!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so him to name the email &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I'm counting everything on mail, please make it work. God bless me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, and i think cannot see, but he named the file&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 'LAST FING TRY'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaa, i finish my story book le, but not my lit book, plus my story book is twice the length of my lit book :/ and i finished it in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, well, lit hates me i hate lit. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shud do what i did in sec 4 when i keep saying I'm a potential A1 student for poa/amaths/chem. ok, i shall say i'm a potential a1 student for lit! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm :/ doesnt sound all that convincing right. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and u guys cant scold me for always scolding ur &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"shutup lah damnit"&lt;/span&gt; when ur try waking me up cause my sleeping position says &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"You are usually experiencing stress."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yea, just ur luck to have woken me up lah! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;miss wu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That joke, not funny ok?! i can count ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i can count from 1 to 10, after that, i not very confident lah... but i still can count ok!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1829515647787412470?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1829515647787412470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1829515647787412470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1829515647787412470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1829515647787412470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/4am-in-morning-zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9yDrR9ofDI/AAAAAAAAC5k/Kc2fRnFWe_8/s72-c/booping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-5116282346728350995</id><published>2010-05-01T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T14:25:59.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm let's try something&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5116282346728350995?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5116282346728350995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5116282346728350995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5116282346728350995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5116282346728350995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmmm-lets-try-something.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-4188878939643610214</id><published>2010-05-01T00:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:51:34.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9sEqopkhMI/AAAAAAAAC5c/PNXsBKLfnGU/s1600/why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465967703257023682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9sEqopkhMI/AAAAAAAAC5c/PNXsBKLfnGU/s400/why.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;life is perhaps a knot, a tangle, a blemish in the eternal smoothness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;maybe it takes someone from your past to tell you who you once were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The time when you looked the world in the face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you smiled at the universe without holding anything back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The time when nothing esle mattered and you had everything to offer and gave it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Probably then, you'll finally understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Understand what your really angry about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Understand what actually does matter, what you care about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What you want not what you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What you were,... and what you have become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What is real and what is fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It takes someone who once knew you to pull you back to reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;to remind you what it means to be genuine and sincere among the superficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To look at you with eyes that say "what happened?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&amp;amp; you reply "life happened"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It takes someone who once knew you before maturity set in, before the flame of idealism died out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before you became jaded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;“The old problem: things won't fit"&lt;br /&gt;"what things?"&lt;br /&gt;"The things of the universe. It is quite true. They don’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;-Mr Emerson&lt;br /&gt;Room with a view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And, like toddlers who are seeing the world for the first time, we take a second look through these already tired eyes and ask&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"why?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;only this time we don't expect an answer anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Maybe George Emerson isnt the only one who needs to realize that by the side of the everlasting Why there is a Yes—a transitory Yes if you like, but a Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4188878939643610214?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4188878939643610214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4188878939643610214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4188878939643610214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4188878939643610214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-life-is-perhaps-knot-tangle-blemish.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9sEqopkhMI/AAAAAAAAC5c/PNXsBKLfnGU/s72-c/why.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-3899221314031347616</id><published>2010-04-30T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:56:29.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9r36Dg2xAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/MrO09wqoSFc/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9r36Dg2xAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/MrO09wqoSFc/s400/IMG_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465953674515104770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;My prince charming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpet is the cutest boy on earth, yes above all you other laogong/hubby/prom date/future husband/girlfriend/darling/fake boyfriend/facebook boyfriend/dar dar/sweetheart.......&lt;br /&gt;wah the list bloody long sia. I a bit flower heart ar.&lt;br /&gt;anyway! today school started at 11 and i woke up at 1050.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to draw the key today cause keren couldnt find her tag, this is the first time i draw key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;AND I LOST THE KEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth right?! I think bro's (jiaxian) lose key disease pass to me lah! The funny thing is that i went to find behind the teachers' table. It's almost instinct. i mean that time our class key (4a1) was there too! LOL, so it seemed a bit instinct ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told bestie theyall that i lost the keys and bestie's rxn was like most of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"4A1!!!! (Y)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worse thing is CJ is damn anal about keys, its not like ctss u dont return for like 5 years also wont care one lah. even until now class diary still with me :/&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so still couldnt find it, means i super screwed lah ): I'm damn dead.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I'll take responsibility and of course the consequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Yea, anyways today full 2 hrs PI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher say my PI was ok le (:&lt;br /&gt;Yipppeee!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm super lucky in JC or smth. LOL! maybe the bad label gone le thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History lecture, Miss nirandar (sp?) was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Miss Annah told me a very shocking thing that day! someone in her class didnt know Dutch East Indies is actually Indonesia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*whole class turns and look at me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*pretends to do my work LOL!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway saw wai wai and yifan outside school then waited for bus tgt.&lt;br /&gt;wah today bus like no fuel or smth damn long before it come.&lt;br /&gt;Then yifan still keep suaning me ): my spelling and my SEA mistakes ):&lt;br /&gt;how i know Myanmar is actually burma?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and waiwai still twitted my castro + cassrole mistake ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met hubby and Lala at orchard :D damn hungry manxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;ate pepper lunch (Y) yippeee. i love it man (: i love them too of course :D&lt;br /&gt;I love spending time with them.&lt;br /&gt;so went to shop shop (:&lt;br /&gt;Ah vin was our aunty tour guide :X&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then soon ahvin needed to go meet his friend so we walked a while more before going home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see ur again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAOWEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;our dear mr paranormal + BEEMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-3899221314031347616?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/3899221314031347616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=3899221314031347616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3899221314031347616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3899221314031347616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-prince-charming-carpet-is-cutest-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9r36Dg2xAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/MrO09wqoSFc/s72-c/IMG_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-2376717045208515746</id><published>2010-04-29T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:43:53.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9m2Gd2fTFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Cccj6YZTtG4/s1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9m2Gd2fTFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Cccj6YZTtG4/s400/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465599844999449682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;爱情  亲情  友情 还是什么血缘关系的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;这种分类根本没有意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我只有圈圈外和圈圈内的分别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;在我圈圈外的人，我一律无视&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;就算他死在我面前，我也会很没有良心的袖手旁观&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;但在我圈圈里的 就算是一片树叶 一颗石头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;甚至 是不爱我的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;为了救他 我都会无条件接受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                                                                  -种谋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2376717045208515746?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2376717045208515746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2376717045208515746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2376717045208515746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2376717045208515746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9m2Gd2fTFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Cccj6YZTtG4/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-1334898794807004355</id><published>2010-04-29T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:54:27.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;even if i just get lost in another reality for just a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, now that Kelvin said it, i feel like my blog is really getting emo-er by every post.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, must be lit. neh minds, i shall use lit to sum up what I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year back, we had to write about our experience in ctss, and naturally i applied what ong taught last time about the synonyms for shit which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(stool manure feces pool dung turd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and came up with a flattering poem &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(in my opinion)&lt;/span&gt; about the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;CTSS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my life used to feel like stools, till a flower was planted on it by the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now this turd is nice smelling, it's true, what I'm telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What school would nurture feces, other than a school of this species&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;so of course now must upgrade right when come JC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the theme is still shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My CJC life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;everyday reach school tired then face cui like some sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;summore monday end at five still must wear tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;H1 maths learn before but my results still kana sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;until now, still trying to understand dx over dy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Chinese wok dont dare eat cos scared lao sai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Western food queue so long, dont need even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;After literature lecture sure emo until lau bak sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Everyone finding rape scene and strawberries find until cock eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;history notes thick thick, pay until my mother chua sai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Study so long, i rather u just hand me over to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; kempetai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;How to stay awake in econs lecture? I really buay sai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sit back row, aircon not working, wah really can cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;GP essay,anyhow bomb crap ar? Can, I super Eh Sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but results out, cher give u one big S which stands for kana Sai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Chinese cher damn powderful, everyday just want me to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;scold until so bloody long but still dunno she gong simi sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Then still got stupid project work, first thing already bomb u with PI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;make me do until so late until i panda eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;want to pon school, MC still must go doctor there buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;give PE teacher le, he look at u then he do his 'mr Chong sigh'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;but then if i dont pass, next year must come back j1 for another try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I dont know why lah, but my JC life really ar, jin zui sai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ok lah I know freaking bo liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt like doing something randomly nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was helping boo with his poly homework.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny, it's i think a course on how to use excel and poor boo i think have been trying for hours. (i seriously think those hours include msn-ing and fb-ing)&lt;br /&gt;but anyhooooo, it's completed :D&lt;br /&gt;waakaka. boo is damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;everyone knows in 4A1 lingo boo = slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... boo was trying to explain to me what he needed to delete. so he drew some pics on msn (that seriously &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dont look anything like barcharts!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Haha, and there's always some lag time when slow and blur try to communicate&lt;/u&gt; right, so he decided to send me the file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*file sent*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pee: eh, wait ar, I still opening the file, my excel a bit you ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Boo: Mine microsoft 2007 ^^ whose the slow one now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pee: mine 2010 LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Boo: Omg! got 2010 one meh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pee: Yea! whose STILL the slow one now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Boo: tmd. pw sometimes your such an ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pee: Hahaha. YEA! I KNOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow meeting Hubby after school (Y) Hahaha. hang in there man ah vin, one more day! (: We&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; (three of us) &lt;/span&gt;support you manxzxz. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I really hope none of the A1-ers retain in JC man. you guys are damn smart dont waste it!&lt;br /&gt;esp bestie! topping bob lah. LOL, i still think bob is super cute.&lt;br /&gt;xiao di was damn cute today (Y) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm glad his not gonna retain in sec 2! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me worry about him man.,&lt;br /&gt;Eh! SAMMIE! where's our ECP outing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, I'm feeling so, Bleah :P&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's really because of PMS &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(no, not philippines malaya Siam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt so seriously. and i spent lotsa time at united square shopping for kids' pressies (:&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to meet them and pass it to them, i love them loads manxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I've resorted to such way to escape from reality. but i dont mind (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying the story actually LOL.&lt;br /&gt;things are really starting to get worrying, but then I have to remember that i cant waste my energy on people who dont matter that much to me. i know it sounds mean. but then i have to be available for the people i love when they need me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;school starts at 11 tml :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, good luck to all the sec 4/5s whose taking mock exams tml and of course my cutest juniors whose taking mid years chinese exam (look in disgust)&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, love y'alllll :D&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1334898794807004355?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1334898794807004355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1334898794807004355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1334898794807004355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1334898794807004355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-once-even-if-i-just-get-lost-in.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-6013760374108202848</id><published>2010-04-27T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:43:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dicami che cosa danneggia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today is some day man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, quite tiring and idk why either.&lt;br /&gt;It's either that life is getting more and more cruel, or it's been like that all along, just that i havent noticed? well, of course not for me. my life is alright i guess. Just like every singapore kid trying to survive in the weird education system + my life is getting more and more boring. I used to live an exciting life i think with weird happenings. now everyday is more or less... hmm-ish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if it's His way of doing things but,... it's getting more and more. 0.o ish.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this is what every adult cope with from day to day. if they encounter these kind of things so often. Sometimes dang dang prepare me for whats coming and how people become. but no matter how much preparation, no matter how much ur mentally prepared, u'll never come to terms with it.It's the type of O: feeling. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;like knowing the innocent and blur junior you've been training for 4 years was actually attached all along! (LOL!) &lt;/span&gt;Idk if it's stupid of me to care so much, but then again how could u not right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every week something new surprises me, and it's no more a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;like the famous saying goes, when u hit rock bottom the only way u can go is up.&lt;br /&gt;similarly, when u reach the peak, the only way u can go is down.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if smiles do last, or do they just fade. maybe thats why adults rarely smile.&lt;br /&gt;It's either because they know smiles are too precious. or it's because they've really forgetten how to. Idk if one day smiling will just become the thing of the past in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what i know today make me rethink everything again.&lt;br /&gt;HAve i missed something everyone else spotted?&lt;br /&gt;Or is everyone just expecting something that have never crossed my mind before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today 3 major things happened in my life&lt;/span&gt;. or rather their lives.&lt;br /&gt;smiles always seem to be less cheerful over the years. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;probably when ur old and gray-haired (well, i am now, but i'm not old yet) with the wrinkle on ur face which prove that u have a million years of life experience, ur smile would have already been reduced to just being a straight line.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe just beside u will be your idealistic grand daughter/son that's beaming at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that why fahy rarely smiles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it everytime I decide on something,&lt;br /&gt;something else will come up to change my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime i try to walk away, You pull me back again.&lt;br /&gt;and i ask why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;well, their counting on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6013760374108202848?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6013760374108202848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6013760374108202848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6013760374108202848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6013760374108202848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-me-dicami-che-cosa-danneggia-today.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-314105613861471559</id><published>2010-04-26T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:35:05.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what's yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho :D I like books and shows that really connect to its audience.&lt;br /&gt;(Y) recently, i've come across a book and a show :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL, watched ko3 and my friend said i was like sun quan. ok, the most obv resemblance is that we're both deaf and weird. LOL&lt;br /&gt;And then i recently got this book from kino, its a kid's book actually but i bought it :D&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha! it's damn nice! i love it manxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my neck is totally killing me. :P&lt;br /&gt;and on a more random note. i need to go toilet man ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-314105613861471559?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/314105613861471559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=314105613861471559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/314105613861471559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/314105613861471559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/reality-whats-yours-hohoho-d-i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5568978376842026196</id><published>2010-04-25T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:42:46.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;huh? back? -ten fingers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. baby brother has grown up (Y)&lt;br /&gt;after service i smelt popcorn then i was like telling ock&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 'eh, i smell popcorn, i feel like eating popcorn.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly he disappear, everyone was finding for him then &lt;u&gt;he came back with two bag of popcorn.&lt;/u&gt; awwww. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby bro :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, anyways today churchedddd. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha great sermon as usual. :/ i didnt do what i want to do though.&lt;br /&gt;shucks.&lt;br /&gt;but overall great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here's a picture that'll make your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby wearing my CJ skirt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;... sexy ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464069204393991506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9RF_dQOHVI/AAAAAAAAC5E/14j1oAKX_Zs/s400/hubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5568978376842026196?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5568978376842026196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5568978376842026196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5568978376842026196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5568978376842026196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/bag-huh-back-ten-fingers-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9RF_dQOHVI/AAAAAAAAC5E/14j1oAKX_Zs/s72-c/hubby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-8017548541961041110</id><published>2010-04-25T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T11:42:55.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;watched the forayeone mischief file just now. so awesome. just brings all&lt;br /&gt;the memories back. everything was as though it just happened yesterday. i can't&lt;br /&gt;accept the fact that we're really parting each other so soon. i think i will&lt;br /&gt;breakdown. i'm just going to conf call peiwei and some others and cry together,&lt;br /&gt;telling each other how the new school sucks and how our new class is SO NOT fun&lt;br /&gt;like forayeone.shouldn't expect much from my new class. forayeone is like, epic.&lt;br /&gt;epitome? never really knew how to use that word.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Sammie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://f-aded.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://f-aded.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL went to sammie's blog cause it's been like a week since i read her blog.&lt;br /&gt;Kekeke. and i saw this!&lt;br /&gt;awwww, sam u can always call me to moan and groan.LOL&lt;br /&gt;Sammie is uber sweet, she's buying me this surprise soft toy, which idk what it is.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm gonna bring it to school :D oh yea, I need a new bagggg!&lt;br /&gt;and my shoulders hurt ttm!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-8017548541961041110?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/8017548541961041110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=8017548541961041110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8017548541961041110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8017548541961041110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/watched-forayeone-mischief-file-just.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-6049611573208739007</id><published>2010-04-24T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:52:34.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9LNXzRHQKI/AAAAAAAAC48/O71-UxlUDA8/s1600/inhershoesenimenm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463655106736504994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9LNXzRHQKI/AAAAAAAAC48/O71-UxlUDA8/s400/inhershoesenimenm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6049611573208739007?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6049611573208739007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6049611573208739007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6049611573208739007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6049611573208739007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9LNXzRHQKI/AAAAAAAAC48/O71-UxlUDA8/s72-c/inhershoesenimenm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-1463225886001099653</id><published>2010-04-24T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T02:20:25.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weets! new blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;after I think about a year. I havent changed my blogskin since a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i grew tired of the grey background and decided to change it to white since it seems less gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, and my profile.&lt;br /&gt;i think i change my profile for the first time in like... 1-2 years or something. (Y) weets.&lt;br /&gt;accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my archives! walao, blogger eat my posts. so bo bian must use weekly format or else some post will go missing.&lt;br /&gt;so i was playing around with the archives and i miss the old times so much-y manxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;even though we had bad grammer (and i still do) and weird vocab, but no one was that fake.&lt;br /&gt;the minority now have become the majority, but it's kinda cool seeing how far we've come though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little boy who sat in fron of me in sec 2, to the now big and strong boo.&lt;br /&gt;the boy i had to push up the hill in camp to my tanned and stronger bro.&lt;br /&gt;the boy who stole my erasers to a really strong tanker.&lt;br /&gt;the guy i hardly knew across the hallway to my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;the guy who guai lan-ed mdm ang MK to my tall and strong hubby.&lt;br /&gt;the girl who played noob maple story characters to my telepathic sister, teamate and life-long friend.&lt;br /&gt;the girl who led with me a gryphon team to now an aspiring business woman&lt;br /&gt;the girl who i hated from the other class to my secret life&lt;br /&gt;the boy who threw staple bullets at us to a guy with no side burns&lt;br /&gt;the boy who came to school with goggle-like specs to one of my closest friends i can count on&lt;br /&gt;the little irritating boy who wouldnt tell the facil his name to my tall (still irritating) baby brother&lt;br /&gt;the other irritating boy from the other class to a stronger volleyballer still AAA-ing&lt;br /&gt;the ang moh boy who ps-ed us for every meeting when he was the leader to a BAMMER&lt;br /&gt;the boy who i always mixed up with zhi hao to mr paranormal&lt;br /&gt;the girl who was so blur to a girl whose even more blur&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class that i thought i would hate, to a class that i love (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yeaaapppooooo, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;taiiiiwaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1463225886001099653?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1463225886001099653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1463225886001099653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1463225886001099653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1463225886001099653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/weets-new-blogskin-after-i-think-about.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-2597174582695631798</id><published>2010-04-23T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:58:35.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9Gz-lhrKBI/AAAAAAAAC40/X92yGr4krHk/s1600/fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463345710783735826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9Gz-lhrKBI/AAAAAAAAC40/X92yGr4krHk/s400/fight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;welcome2Taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i know the story of david and goliath... but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOL, hilarious.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my bestie lah! (Y) his the best! and of course my hubby ah vin (the aunty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;anyways, today was looking forward to after school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;i almost fell asleep in every lesson! O: yea, and during maths, some new classmate from my school said he wanted to fight with weiyang. 0.o and asked me to ask weiyang come down to CJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wah, first time i hear people wanna fight with someone else ask other people come down one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. (Y) it's like some new age ah beng or smth.O.o and summore the guy never &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;differentiate green red soap white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (translate into chinese) then anyhow malign my bestie. wth... -.- some people just too free. When ock heard about it, he drew this aritistic impression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463334186806036450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9GpfzXSR-I/AAAAAAAAC4s/u2P1xAtvOAQ/s400/marcusandhowy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Discussing about all the weird fights now. Damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Weiyang: wah he weird lah wanna whack these kinda neighbourhood school ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pee: aiya, just bring like 5 guys can le lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;weiyang: just bring L, Boo, Vin, him and jx can le, just tower him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pee: why not bring kahken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;weiyang was like: BRING KAH KEN TO A GANGFIGHT, its like you bring ruler to a gunfight la. not a knife, A RULER. its like leowjx a bit knife alr, L and boo of cos body kong got use. kah ken is wah, he bring his file go there?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OCK: he can use skipping rope and L strike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Weiyang:aiya, just ask teck joo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pee: walao just guailan him lah, tell him u call junior come fight him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pee: ask zhi hao go lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teddy: zhi hao go there do what sia! touch random girl brastrap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOL-ed for minutes on that one!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, anyway, if they really do fight. i wanna see man. i can just imagine the guys fighting lah. tsk, but still. we're now supposedly matured adults... so... AIYA HECK LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways after school rushed down to ccab to meet hubby ah vin. LOL! damn sadded... i came down one stop earlier and had to walk ):&lt;br /&gt;haha, AAAA met us later. :D hahaha, he was damn late althou he told me he'll reach in 10 mins. luckily ah vin came out to find me or else i'll be super lost.&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was my first volley match. damn interesting! i cant wait to see AAAA and ah vin play! :D :D :D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It'll be so cool man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, finally got to meet bob! he's damn cute! Hahaha! anyway pioneer lost ): but i think they played really well lah! they're damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala ps-ed us ): hahaha, so AAAA, ah vin and I went to eat at the prata shop there. omymama, idk we change how many tables before we settle down.&lt;br /&gt;and the place was so... zzzz. yea.&lt;br /&gt;yeappo, ah vin eat le his stomach a bit...&lt;br /&gt;yea so ate and chatted (Y) omgosh, i miss them so much lah!&lt;br /&gt;althou he say i shud be feeding three people, but still... coudnt finish that prata. and after forcing myself to eat it for so long... genglin said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"eh, can i bam?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then i was like, walao! make me eat so long then now then tell me wanna bam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that AAAA went home and ah vin pei-ed me to taka to buy book! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's st jodi day or smth, so we got roses! awesome&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY! hahaha! so spent like damn long locating the book on the shelf! and there was one book left only! walao, it is damn tyco. damn cool lah! yeappo, so paid for the book and went to taka dept store to get ah vin's AAAA singlet. walao, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he buy hor, run on the road sure wont kana langa by car one lah.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i must tell u how auntie ah vin is lah, he has a taka card!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah! yeap, in the end i still put it in my blog. Kekeke. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2597174582695631798?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2597174582695631798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2597174582695631798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2597174582695631798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2597174582695631798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome2taiwan-i-know-story-of-david.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9Gz-lhrKBI/AAAAAAAAC40/X92yGr4krHk/s72-c/fight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-4942900776156109692</id><published>2010-04-22T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:19:59.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9BahX-1nkI/AAAAAAAAC4k/apVz6hH0T-w/s1600/icanread14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462965877420170818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9BahX-1nkI/AAAAAAAAC4k/apVz6hH0T-w/s400/icanread14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; Lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's days like these i feel like calling you up and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; after so long we still lean on each other and rely on one another to make it through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe that's true friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, ah vin, tml will be great :D cant wait to meet u and go for our 'date' O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks OCK, Sam and ah vin :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you guys ttm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4942900776156109692?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4942900776156109692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4942900776156109692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4942900776156109692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4942900776156109692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/lean-on-me-its-days-like-these-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9BahX-1nkI/AAAAAAAAC4k/apVz6hH0T-w/s72-c/icanread14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-977416215794594231</id><published>2010-04-22T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:01:05.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9A4PXbPr3I/AAAAAAAAC4c/56DnxMOYt1E/s1600/toysoildier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462928184637894514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9A4PXbPr3I/AAAAAAAAC4c/56DnxMOYt1E/s400/toysoildier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i miss people who always are &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;genuinely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; happy for me when i'm happy and sad for when i emo.&lt;br /&gt;someone to celebrate when ur glad and someone to cry with when ur sad.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand all this superficiality, it's like everyone is a charlotte bartlett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;): Rachie i miss u manxzxzxz, sam tooooo and ktyx!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, anyways, today has some talk by the C kular smth smth. his a funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;It was hot like kferbfejfbe in the morning. omgosh! can just die.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm damn surprised that i got like...14.5 for history O:&lt;br /&gt;Like shocked cause i didnt really study for it. i just base on what cher said in class.&lt;br /&gt;and now my class thinks i'm a closet mugger :/&lt;br /&gt;please lah, if i study, i'll say i study.&lt;br /&gt;i'm secure enough to tell u if i studied lah please, i dont need to hide the fact that i study like a certain someone i know.&lt;br /&gt;And if i really did study, dont u think i will report this once-in-a-blue-moon kind of incident in my facebook, blog and everywhere. And it's not as if i dunno ur attituide lah, so, i told u, u didnt listen, then u blame me. -.- hmmm? weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand ur push-to-everyone-else attituide. gah! whats ur prob lah pls.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not as if i'm those if u ask me i wont tell u kind of person. If u didnt ask me how can u blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;some people just cant grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-977416215794594231?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/977416215794594231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=977416215794594231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/977416215794594231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/977416215794594231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/gosh-i-miss-people-who-always-are.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S9A4PXbPr3I/AAAAAAAAC4c/56DnxMOYt1E/s72-c/toysoildier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-27787879429606657</id><published>2010-04-21T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:40:09.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S88Y0ZH0afI/AAAAAAAAC4U/18lvc8G7i2M/s1600/notme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462612161399646706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S88Y0ZH0afI/AAAAAAAAC4U/18lvc8G7i2M/s400/notme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Identity crisis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, anyways, i found my long lost mum today! LOL EDLYN!&lt;br /&gt;she's rachie's friend! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;totally cool, and rachie is a pigu man! she say my hair grey, brown, black, white. wah liddat i open paint shop lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, anyways, yeaaaap...........&lt;br /&gt;revive my love for ko3anguo.&lt;br /&gt;remind me of the time we used to chiong ko3 like crap before Os.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, and how i pon school just to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;and how rach and i would talk on the phone for hours about it when we called all for a different reason.&lt;br /&gt;i miss pigu1 ttm.&lt;br /&gt;but our telepathy still there cos we almost typed the exact same status cos we were thinking about the same hting. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;rachie hohohohohho i miss u manxzxz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope ur reading this lah, i wonder how many silent readers still stalk my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today PE was great cause I was a slacker, frisbee!&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i was the watchdog, but althou my group was the only one that had 4 ppl and other grps all have 5, we were the overall winners. thanks to the other 3 of cos. i was just a camper and ambush-er. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and my lit score went up by 3 grades!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;so means i passed every sub, except... MATHS&gt; and it's at a h1 level!&lt;br /&gt;LOL! yea, awesome huh. i know right.&lt;br /&gt;even in JC still failing miserably in maths.&lt;br /&gt;LOL i got a subpass, yea, so it's like...&lt;br /&gt;i only dont have the two exetremes, then i have the full set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BCCDES, cool hor.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - B&lt;br /&gt;General paper - C&lt;br /&gt;Litreture - C&lt;br /&gt;Econs - D&lt;br /&gt;History - E&lt;br /&gt;Maths - S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, this is like my sec school report card lah, chinese highest then english, then some hm subject next (poa) then some non related subj (emaths) then history then... always last one... maths. haha at least no science this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-27787879429606657?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/27787879429606657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=27787879429606657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/27787879429606657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/27787879429606657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/identity-crisis-lol-anyways-i-found-my.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S88Y0ZH0afI/AAAAAAAAC4U/18lvc8G7i2M/s72-c/notme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-5129914136757812234</id><published>2010-04-20T15:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:08:06.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REPLAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tuesday &amp;amp; thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. here's the photos for last tuesday and thursday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462205672069205074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82nHmXPDFI/AAAAAAAAC4M/9H_84DciRQo/s400/rachandicoachcar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462188738431932994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82Xt7pf2kI/AAAAAAAAC1E/UutZUggpEKg/s400/24022_10150173742020118_574870117_11879864_4149973_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's rachie and I zi lian-ing in coach's car. i mean, 1 hr stuck in jam sia!&lt;br /&gt;What else can we do right?!&lt;br /&gt;And if u look closely, Heeleng is behind :D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, coach's van make us feel like we're being kidnapped LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It's damn awesome :D i love coach man, miss him ttm ):&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, so we went to watch RV vs SA. and RV won!!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that surprising actually, quite a boring match cos RV was owning.&lt;br /&gt;Good work guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462188747604557618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82Xud0a_zI/AAAAAAAAC1M/okKgNpIeowg/s400/24022_10150173750380118_574870117_11879987_1367270_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's my dar dar fangtian climbing on top of me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I come back once in a blue moon then she liddat bully me ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462188749130046578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82XujgIHHI/AAAAAAAAC1U/3CZ3boXWVwM/s400/24022_10150173750395118_574870117_11879990_8275301_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's her forcing me to carry her around the school!!! see that stupid number 6.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! i just realised fangtian and my number is 69 when put tgt.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82XvXKvzrI/AAAAAAAAC1c/HJZRq4T4z2s/s1600/24022_10150173750405118_574870117_11879991_7550503_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82XvXKvzrI/AAAAAAAAC1c/HJZRq4T4z2s/s1600/24022_10150173750405118_574870117_11879991_7550503_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462188762999017138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82XvXKvzrI/AAAAAAAAC1c/HJZRq4T4z2s/s400/24022_10150173750405118_574870117_11879991_7550503_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then later she wanted to race with heeleng and rach, so who suffer ): ME!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, summore make me unglam lah, striking green&lt;br /&gt;I love this adorable junior! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462194971286377186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dYu1zEuI/AAAAAAAAC3c/gaF1gNZ-C1U/s400/24022_10150173750410118_574870117_11879992_8353827_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and being the bo liao basketballers we are,&lt;br /&gt;we were fighting on facebook about whose the strongest pair.&lt;br /&gt;We have some weird incest relationship going around man. LOL, rach and heeleng both my sisters, but heeleng and rach is mother and daughter and darling relationship O.o&lt;br /&gt;Complicated ttm man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other team arrived with many many people and we only had six :/&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm?! anyway did warm-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462197963821983890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82gG654qJI/AAAAAAAAC30/nXnUT0GrU1w/s400/26511_1436966002922_1196156195_31267770_7348843_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have no idea wth i am doing in this photo, it's like I'm stoning while everyone warms up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462194946852395234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dXT0SGOI/AAAAAAAAC3E/BMNq_83NN0s/s400/26511_1436965882919_1196156195_31267768_691790_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the evidence of a slack senior.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I'm the number 9 standing below the net and passing balls only while the others do continuous lay-ups :P&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha slacker :/ oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prepared for the lining up to shake hands and exchange souvenir O.o&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462189839606745698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82YuB2CCmI/AAAAAAAAC2E/p5UZZHtkLrA/s400/26511_1436966162926_1196156195_31267774_338191_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462189846968176258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82YudRIjoI/AAAAAAAAC2M/-h-QNLXmldQ/s400/26511_1436966082924_1196156195_31267772_5009744_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462194942947947314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dXFRY8zI/AAAAAAAAC28/TGu6-bEN2oA/s400/25256_382449484581_775549581_3851843_1765829_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, i dont care if i sound like a pedo,&lt;br /&gt;BUT NUMBER 20 IS ADORABLE TTM!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the match starts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dYVyC6HI/AAAAAAAAC3U/GJGlfFOLhM8/s1600/24022_10150173750300118_574870117_11879979_7022507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462194964559751282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dYVyC6HI/AAAAAAAAC3U/GJGlfFOLhM8/s400/24022_10150173750300118_574870117_11879979_7022507_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wooohooo i love rach's face here (Y) classic plymaker screaming face.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:O Best! fierce.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462204627661882194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82mKzpIA1I/AAAAAAAAC4E/_NtA25AhmHw/s400/25256_382449399581_775549581_3851829_3797958_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Defence! *clap clap* Defence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dXgBI4vI/AAAAAAAAC3M/tAyY-YIFLX8/s1600/24022_10150173750295118_574870117_11879978_7420247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462194950127543026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dXgBI4vI/AAAAAAAAC3M/tAyY-YIFLX8/s400/24022_10150173750295118_574870117_11879978_7420247_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; woah-ho ho ho ho ho rui xia! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, yea that's her doing the lay up.&lt;br /&gt;From this pic, u can see the faith we have in her.&lt;br /&gt;do u see heeleng or I around, that's cos we're in back court, since we know she's like a 100% in one lah.&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe it shows more than our faith in her, it shows how slack we are.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, we know it's gonna go in anyway (Y)&lt;br /&gt;cos it's reh reh reh RACHEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462191603927883890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82aUuc-IHI/AAAAAAAAC2U/K31NJYxBNQQ/s400/25256_382449329581_775549581_3851815_1804349_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sad to say, this is one of my fouls ):&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! i didnt mean to reject her ball ): LOL!&lt;br /&gt;yea, but this photo is followed by this photo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462191611997815058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82aVMg_gRI/AAAAAAAAC2c/VL_wsPn3qSY/s400/25256_382449339581_775549581_3851817_1056752_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause free throw, aiya, but it was ok since neh in.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82aV0TdebI/AAAAAAAAC2s/5ViUw-0QZoM/s1600/25256_382449394581_775549581_3851828_3907495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462191622678477234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82aV0TdebI/AAAAAAAAC2s/5ViUw-0QZoM/s400/25256_382449394581_775549581_3851828_3907495_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; HAHAHAH! I LIKE LALA'S ASS IN THIS PHOTO! SUPER LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U should go facebook and see the story lala wrote on this photo.&lt;br /&gt;It's SUPER LAME! dunno why suddenly got tree one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462191614804444818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82aVW-JRpI/AAAAAAAAC2k/YQubDpFIh28/s400/25256_382449369581_775549581_3851823_1506679_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys coach teaching us 'plays' HAHA, from the look on everyone face, i have no idea what their thinking, but i know what i was thinking at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*imagines*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peiwei: ok, look serious, cause i have no idea what his talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Heeleng: what? what what? i damn tired lah, heck what his talking about later play 131 can le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fangtian: O.o eh, same play as coach one anot ar? i want water! water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lala: I hope the others are listening, cause I'm not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachel: walao, eh why i not in the photo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462195198259816658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82dl8Ye6NI/AAAAAAAAC3k/DyzfpF7y4zk/s400/25256_382449439581_775549581_3851836_5579813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no idea who took this photo of such a shiny and unglam me :/&lt;br /&gt;Sweaty TTM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462189824649711266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82YtKH_zqI/AAAAAAAAC10/VyY6lPsp8DM/s400/26602_387278737166_597947166_4341518_7702521_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the match,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! see that bottle I'm taking? &lt;u&gt;I think it was suppose to be for the opponents :/ ooops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A VERY SHINY US :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462203693881080946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82lUdCbvHI/AAAAAAAAC38/Amq3u6NBUSk/s400/26511_1436966202927_1196156195_31267775_271764_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462188772520162482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82Xv6ow9LI/AAAAAAAAC1k/DPAgOFmmZLs/s400/24022_10150173750415118_574870117_11879993_7961967_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5129914136757812234?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5129914136757812234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5129914136757812234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5129914136757812234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5129914136757812234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/replay-tuesday-thursday-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S82nHmXPDFI/AAAAAAAAC4M/9H_84DciRQo/s72-c/rachandicoachcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-1629245407792004360</id><published>2010-04-18T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:32:23.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8slu250JDI/AAAAAAAAC08/EOsJGr_rmak/s1600/tumblr_kzrnjymK8F1qa1mm6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461500460059075634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8slu250JDI/AAAAAAAAC08/EOsJGr_rmak/s400/tumblr_kzrnjymK8F1qa1mm6o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; I always wish that I knew what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1629245407792004360?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1629245407792004360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1629245407792004360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1629245407792004360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1629245407792004360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-always-wish-that-i-knew-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8slu250JDI/AAAAAAAAC08/EOsJGr_rmak/s72-c/tumblr_kzrnjymK8F1qa1mm6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-7707712366595591937</id><published>2010-04-18T02:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:00:24.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how are u suppose to react when someone who ur not that close to pass away?&lt;br /&gt;O.O ur not sad, but at the same time, u still feel the, huh.&lt;br /&gt;Not the Peiwei kinda huh? but the, huh. :/&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i told u every week i get some kind of shock lah.&lt;br /&gt;is it just that I'm getting less sheltered , or are shocking stuff just happening more frequently nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's another phase. i mean 16 years old is probably the FML stage&lt;br /&gt;then 17 years old is prob the, FEL or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i guess soooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-7707712366595591937?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/7707712366595591937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=7707712366595591937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7707712366595591937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7707712366595591937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/she-walked-away.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-4191438933217753759</id><published>2010-04-18T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:50:44.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;She chose to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Though others wondered why&lt;br /&gt;Refused to look before her,&lt;br /&gt;Kept eyes cast upwards,&lt;br /&gt;Towards the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't have companions&lt;br /&gt;No need for earthly things.&lt;br /&gt;Only wanted freedom,&lt;br /&gt;From what she felt were&lt;br /&gt;Puppet strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away.&lt;br /&gt;She pitied every blade of grass&lt;br /&gt;For planted they would stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She longed to be a flame,&lt;br /&gt;That brightly danced alone.&lt;br /&gt;Felt jealous of the steam&lt;br /&gt;That made the air its only home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too long.&lt;br /&gt;But we awoke one autumn day&lt;br /&gt;To find that she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees, they say stood witness.&lt;br /&gt;The sky refused to tell.&lt;br /&gt;But someone who had seen it said&lt;br /&gt;The story played out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spread her arms out wide.&lt;br /&gt;Breathed in the break of dawn.&lt;br /&gt;She just let go of all she held...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she was gone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4191438933217753759?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4191438933217753759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4191438933217753759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4191438933217753759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4191438933217753759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/she-chose-to-walk-alone-though-others.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-2823730231554770001</id><published>2010-04-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:26:16.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8iW7vozAWI/AAAAAAAAC00/NZTQ3uYbeNI/s1600/24828_10150156297240444_854725443_12093908_917010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460780501330755938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8iW7vozAWI/AAAAAAAAC00/NZTQ3uYbeNI/s400/24828_10150156297240444_854725443_12093908_917010_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CTSS 30th anniversary + Speech day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah, the photo is so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gathers everyone*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;P: eh, why am i the only girl standing behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Everyone else: cause ur back in ctss and ur one of the brothers :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hence, i'm in the back row :( pouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, cannot see the ah vin hand, he used my shoulder as arm rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid hubby make me feel super short lah! idk how can i be his wifey and brother at the same time. O.o Hahaha, oh yea, i'm pregnant with his long fong tai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i from catholic JC, and catholic cannot abort, lame right?! yea i also know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-blame lala-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised, WHY ISNT LALA IN THE PHOTO?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's pratically part of 4a1 le!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KELVIN MADE ME CAB DOWN AT 4 TO WAIT FOR HIM FOR 40 MINS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pffft, stupid L! ZzzZzZ :P nvm lah. cant be angry with him for too long lah esp after he got kp-ed by the usher at school. the usher asked lala and i to go to the porch, cause we alumni, then pointed at kelvin and said go to the hall cause he guest or smth. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, then we met up with the rest and then went to the hall to trap ourselves in some weird speech lah. AAA got award! :D ah vin and bestie stood up and clapped like fdbef when he went on stage. oh man, if it werent speech day i can just imagine what the whole class will do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*whole class stand, do the A sign and shout "AAAAA!" *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea, AAA got best sportsman of the year award :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, we werent allowed to leave the hall, but as usual L was damn hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so he was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"eh pee, u tao (head), u dont stand, no one will dare to stand. u stand, everyone will one by one walk out of the hall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i left lah, then one by one slip out of the hall. LOL, sorry ar Mr. ET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idiot, stupid kelvin keep asking me walk cause he say ppl will follow, after that he developed a better way to get ppl to move, &lt;strong&gt;BY CLAPPING&lt;/strong&gt;. wow! Kelvin's smartness amazes me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. yea, then we went to sumo house to eat, and that lady was being such a rjkfe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sean met us later there and then after eating dinner we slacked at Jx's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mahjong :D Bridge :D and other weird games lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, super miss our class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visiting the school again feels so different, it feels super different when ur a student and walking along the corridors of the school and when ur an alumni walking through those same paths. It's like, u can go back to the place again, but u'll never feel the same way that u did last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but somethings just never change, like how teachers want to kill our class for being noisy and rowdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2823730231554770001?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2823730231554770001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2823730231554770001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2823730231554770001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2823730231554770001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-ctss-30th-anniversary-speech-day.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8iW7vozAWI/AAAAAAAAC00/NZTQ3uYbeNI/s72-c/24828_10150156297240444_854725443_12093908_917010_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-2119252977099749853</id><published>2010-04-13T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:20:50.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8SGdfb2EWI/AAAAAAAAC0s/pnprBtV38Wk/s1600/26042_388855048577_522758577_3963788_6557010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459636489492500834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8SGdfb2EWI/AAAAAAAAC0s/pnprBtV38Wk/s400/26042_388855048577_522758577_3963788_6557010_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27-13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Basketball in CTSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYYYY! today is a happy day cause we won the basketball match!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YEA! we won the match... &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;too bad jiao lian not there to see ): i think he'll be super happy!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i miss him ttm.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ponned school :X it's all the doings of Heeleng.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so afternoon woke up and went to Clementi Mac to eat and meet heeleng (Y)&lt;br /&gt;LOL two 'sick' ppl eating mac. hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later we went to ctss.&lt;br /&gt;met a lot of juniors. :D woah i love them ttm. their adorablest!&lt;br /&gt;Helped heeleng do her whole essay! TSK! HEELENG ARRRR~ no lah, but i love her ttm!&lt;br /&gt;summore i do hor, she keep saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"FASTER! FASTER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;she think i horse ar. LOL! yeaaa, then yehidaah say if i dont train, i'll be fat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Fong also suan me fat when i go find her, she say all my muscles turn to fats le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and Lala and i fake her say me and bestie dating (Y) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;and she gave us M&amp;amp;Ms. :D say i fat then gimme M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, laughed about the times when i bully her (Y) i remember then i was damn pissed, but now looking back is damn funny. and she thinks so too. LOL. lala was like, wah i didnt know u so evil one, anyhow scold ppl.&lt;br /&gt;and keng fang tian bullied me by making me piggy back her around the school and up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAha, anyway! played match :D&lt;br /&gt;wah when they came, i was like O.o &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WTMarshmallows!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we 5 ppl nia, they bloody 15. HAHA, then the coach was like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 'eh ur can call more ppl now?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;LOL! &lt;em&gt;they all damn chio lah, foreigner jiu shi foreighner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;LOL, so lala played for us also, which made us 6 ppl O.o haha, but our main 5/6 was there so, it's like, ok lah. it's easiest to play with ppl who u norm play with, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;just that they can sub ppl in and out like changing underwear but we have to play full lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;they looked so pro and chio i thought we were gonna get thrashed like yesterday's garbage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jump ball was... damn long neh jump ball le lah. it was a failure, but our team still got it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! damn shiok, keep rejecting ppl ball, then keep getting fouled although i swear i didnt hit them :/ hahha, everyone thought i was gonna foul out, but i smart :D HAHA after a few i wait until they shoot le then kup the ball (: which was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; DAMN SHIOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeleng was just saying it's so scary with so many ppl watching. &lt;em&gt;LOL. I THINK SO TOO&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;stress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said when everytime i reject the ball and the whole hall go like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"WOAH!"&lt;/span&gt; really loudly, she feel like smiling but she dont hve the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She drama lah, yesterday say cannot make it... then now dont have the strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its true, damn long never train no stamina and strength.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (ESP after carrying KENG FANG TIAN up and down the school!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was coughing and running and coughing and running like crap. remind me of the time when we were sick but still force ourselves to play. the feeling - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;SHIOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teck Joo smsed me saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Hey that was a nice match with your mutliple rejects'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he suaned me on msn say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"reject then u say 'oh shit' then u reject again, then u say 'oh shit again'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HAHA, but nvm lah, it was damn fun, esp playing with the team again (: miss them loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like, u finally get to do what u love, with the people you love. the best part is, u dont even need to say anything, and they know. they know where ur gonna run, what ur gonna do, what that little action mean. Where their suppose to go. run left or right. screen on the debit or credit. they know ur every little flaw, where u cant shoot and what type of lay-up you wont in. And the best part is, in the end, we complement each other, making up for each other's shortcomings. then we run side by side towards victory... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(or be like heeleng and I, stay behind the half court line... cause we trust rach's layup to go in 100%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse part was... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I GOT BLOODY PUNCHED IN THE FACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ): ouch ttm.&lt;br /&gt;and then they didnt want to shake rach and my hands. O.o well two of the girls at least.&lt;br /&gt;i guess must be the girl i keep rejecting the ball of. or... she's just being a kfbernrelngle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;yea nvm, but what type of YOG spirit is this lah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;TSK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;anyway, we're not the ones playing YOG anyway.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but their souvenir super nice ok! :D hahaha, ours bloody cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that go doc take MC, thanks rach and heeleng for following me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;oh yea the photos will be uploaded soon bah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;THE RANDOM UNGLAM SNAPSHOTS THAT XXXX TEACHER (idk her name) AND MRS LONG TOOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2119252977099749853?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2119252977099749853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2119252977099749853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2119252977099749853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2119252977099749853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/27-13-basketball-in-ctss-yayyyy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8SGdfb2EWI/AAAAAAAAC0s/pnprBtV38Wk/s72-c/26042_388855048577_522758577_3963788_6557010_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-248684479440375890</id><published>2010-04-12T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:08:24.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8MnMUw-I3I/AAAAAAAAC0c/GCpt18XdY9w/s1600/20080314-two-hands-touching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459250265989194610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8MnMUw-I3I/AAAAAAAAC0c/GCpt18XdY9w/s400/20080314-two-hands-touching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Lifeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I want time to rewind and freeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we hold on to things so tightly? Even when we know it's time to let go, when everything else tells u to let go. When you know u wanna turn away, yet you go back again and again, not willing to let it fade away and become another thing of the past.&lt;br /&gt;Because, you know how it feels, and you dont wanna lose it.&lt;br /&gt;People only hold on to things cause their afraid that if they let it go, nothing as great as it will come by again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Maybe it wasnt me clinging on to You, it was You holding on tightly to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-248684479440375890?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/248684479440375890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=248684479440375890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/248684479440375890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/248684479440375890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/lifeline-i-want-time-to-rewind-and.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8MnMUw-I3I/AAAAAAAAC0c/GCpt18XdY9w/s72-c/20080314-two-hands-touching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-2602940697513704088</id><published>2010-04-12T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:14:46.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8NfPxiv3MI/AAAAAAAAC0k/Qqy-fUImidw/s1600/3259016243_6c64e8a84c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459311897904929986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8NfPxiv3MI/AAAAAAAAC0k/Qqy-fUImidw/s400/3259016243_6c64e8a84c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know what's worth fighting for,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakakakaa, Heeleng and I were speaking on MSN,&lt;br /&gt;i love ttm lah, she always seem to make me laugh and chuckle in front of my com like when i talk to the guys and all that. Hahaha, cause of her nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;It's just her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she convinced me to pon school. tsk tsk tsk, naughty girl, ask me pon school! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, yea tml go get MC together, i feel like a bastard lah, go take MC then play bball :P&lt;br /&gt;nvm, lessons tml are rather... ZzZ it's like double TSL pls&lt;br /&gt;Yea heeleng is uber funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"为了MC你要冲!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber LOL lah she. then she was saying that she wanted to take two day MC&lt;br /&gt;so i was asking her if thats possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Peiwei: huh, can get two days MC one meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=522758577"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hee Leng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;: 'YEA LAH! just say, doctor, i need two days, cause i think i cannot make it le.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL@ i cannot make it le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny! HAHA, idk why she dont make use of CTSS system lah, afterall all my teachers this year is her cher LOL. Can just sms and pon :D great system ong used last time, but seem like only used it, or i created it and took it for granted or smth :/ either way, compulsory MC sucks ttm.&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone knows&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; (yea, it's not a secret anymore) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;that I'm terrified of doctors.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i went, i had no choice, i went , ktyx, rach, jiaxian and i think ali had to accompany me to the doctor. Yea! that bad! LOL, but i got a 4 day MC that time :D shiok ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so as heeleng said, must chiong for MC. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise, the advice you give people, sometimes, you dont heed either.&lt;br /&gt;you especially of all people know that it's the hardest thing to do, yet we still suggest and advise people to do so, maybe cause we know it'll do them good and we want that to at least have the chance to actually try it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;maybe one day, if we tell enough people, we'll believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; maybe on that day, we realise, it aint that difficult afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;br /&gt;Does the pain weigh out the pride?&lt;br /&gt;And you look for a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you try to live on your own&lt;br /&gt;When you burned down the house and home?&lt;br /&gt;Did you stand too close to the fire?&lt;br /&gt;Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;br /&gt;Something inside this heart has died&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2602940697513704088?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2602940697513704088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2602940697513704088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2602940697513704088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2602940697513704088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-know-whats-worth-fighting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8NfPxiv3MI/AAAAAAAAC0k/Qqy-fUImidw/s72-c/3259016243_6c64e8a84c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-5943949716439666046</id><published>2010-04-11T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T03:56:15.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8DVnGdRZ8I/AAAAAAAAC0U/xQgAN5to6Xk/s1600/97538627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458597616098043842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8DVnGdRZ8I/AAAAAAAAC0U/xQgAN5to6Xk/s400/97538627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;most of the time it is the simple torchlight that has aided more people than the complicated grand chandelier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this month is like some april fool's month or something.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, got shocked by 4 'awesome' news/info.&lt;br /&gt;This week, Wow, another 2. Hahaha, suddenly life seem to be reminding me of things I used to care about, things i value so much, and things that i hold on to so tightly in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when it's already 'in you' you cant really run away from it, it's not so much of a calculated decision anymore, but your instinct.&lt;br /&gt;But it really show me who i genuinely care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; people ask what if u cant save everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but what if u can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;... Similarly, it is always the pure and genuine words that impact more people than the flowery and superficial ones. words were powerful, but not as powerful as those that flowed right out from the heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5943949716439666046?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5943949716439666046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5943949716439666046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5943949716439666046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5943949716439666046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-if-most-of-time-it-is-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8DVnGdRZ8I/AAAAAAAAC0U/xQgAN5to6Xk/s72-c/97538627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-2970524048464349242</id><published>2010-04-10T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T03:58:57.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Romeo and Juliet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I realise, every weekend i get some new shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the 16/17 year old thing.&lt;br /&gt;15 year olds should treasure their time i think, sucky things happen at 16/17 on the average i realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's true.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mr fahy will disagree with that i guess and say that it is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"chance and coincidence"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*irish accent*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and since we're all living on the blighted star, we are the unfortunate ones &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(yes, taken from Tess of the D'Uberville)&lt;/span&gt; and anything can happen to you anytime of the day, just surviving a mere 24 hours is a blessing. we encouter the risk of dying everyday almost a million times daily. Yea :/ so if u have lived past 1 day, i guess ur damn lucky :D HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yea, the express and NAs are fighting on my facebook wall ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my post was about the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10 policemen catching the 4 students from CTSS yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Police really too free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;apparently there was some misinterpretation of someone's comment under the post and that led to an uproar. The NAs we NOT happy at all. and when i came home, like a few hours later, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THERE WAS CLOSE TO 200 POSTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;(damnit, not only police free, people online oso very free)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think 4a1 sibei suay. always involved in this kind of weird thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last time 4C1 call the NTs "stupid" then all the NTs come and find our class cause they thought it was us ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then now, this dispute also not really scold us, but is generalised as&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; 'express'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;see, the worst thing is, we dont belong in any category. we're being tossed around like a ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4A1 is bloody sad class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, Express students and teachers/principal and all those discriminate against us and call us a bunch of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;retainees/animal/delinquents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and all that. then other students generalise us under the term &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'express' which = arrogant, stuck up, look down on people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and when u go JC, SAP schools/branded school kids group us under &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;'neighbourhood school kids'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so it's like a visual cycle, haiz, it's the Darwinian theory, survival of the fittest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the only problem is whats the criteria of 'the fittest' i guess we'll never know huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, anyways, Bestie and I were talking just now. He's seriously the best (:&lt;br /&gt;We were stalking some person's bloggy. wah emo ttm man, but damn interesting, we keep reading and reading and reading and reading. addictive sia.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, bestie remember, all the naughty students urs, all the guai kia students, mine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, super funny, he said he'll read my blog everyday in case one day i wanna suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Y) but cool, got pact, if i suicide, he will suicide with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised, jialat, if we both die, who help us give the will? O.o&lt;br /&gt;He said we shall be like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Howy says : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;wa, so its i act die first, then u die, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;then i die also la, just kill me lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;iBlur PEIWEI I'm a bit me today says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wait i thought is the girl act die, then the guy really die, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then the girl wake up see the guy die, then kill herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Howy says : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;really ar? LOL, then u one day post on ur blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"wa, today test i die already lah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;then i kill myself, then you kill yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;ok settle (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;iBlur PEIWEI I'm a bit me today says: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;okok! make sure u die ar, later i die le, need to walk to heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i some blur kid, dunno how walk there leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Howy says :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;aiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;take cab lah!LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;iBlur PEIWEI I'm a bit me today says: :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then who pay?! later their GST 500% how?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Howy says :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;aiya make sure L follow you wherever u go can already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;cos &lt;em&gt;"money not a problem"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;iBlur PEIWEI I'm a bit me today says: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;true, so when i die, you must instantly kill L before u kill urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Howy says : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;instantly wa, aiya, when bleeding then faster stab him lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;iBlur PEIWEI I'm a bit me today says: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no send saville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Howy says : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;but L is body kong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;iBlur PEIWEI I'm a bit me today says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;: aiya, but kill L also no use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cant transfer money to us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause he wont go heaven anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2970524048464349242?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2970524048464349242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2970524048464349242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2970524048464349242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2970524048464349242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/pact-romeo-and-juliet-i-realise-every.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-458731120490388716</id><published>2010-04-09T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:54:16.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8CMDuCS7xI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6nm0KzBEaGQ/s1600/Photo0720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458516743898197778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8CMDuCS7xI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6nm0KzBEaGQ/s400/Photo0720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Nine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;history night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had school, ok lah, relatively slack day, since there was only 4 periods&lt;br /&gt;after scholl YiFan wanted me to follow her for dental. O.o&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, ok lor follow lor, she ar, bring me here and there, dunno where sia.&lt;br /&gt;after that mrt-ed and walked to my place to slack :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched some videos and yi fan TRIED to do her work at my house. (like thats possible)&lt;br /&gt;then we dinner-ed and went back to school for... history night -.-&lt;br /&gt;ok, so it wasnt that bad, just that we got the back row seats and there was no reception. so that means, cant see a freaking thing and cant send sms-es. double whamy. ):&lt;br /&gt;anothony and ying nam sat on the either side of me (: hhaha, anthony was super funny, he was trying to play yingnam's itouch and beat her score. and he made it look, SUPER wrong.&lt;br /&gt;ok, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break time we were taking the shi lian pai.&lt;br /&gt;the 1-10 thing. Hahaha, super cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, after that we piled up into anthony's and heleyna's parents car to go serangoon for prata!&lt;br /&gt;heleyna's parents are super cool! (: their so adroable lah their family.&lt;br /&gt;Heleyna's mum was like *offer handshake* " hi, I'm mrs briget, what's your name?" (omgosh, idk how spell her name)&lt;br /&gt;*shake back her hand* Me: "er... I'm peiwei... yea."&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, i was super lag time.&lt;br /&gt;ok prata was nice and prata uncle dont like kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later walked to the serangoon mrt. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks nam nam nam nam nam for walking me there (:&lt;br /&gt;nice of u to have waited for me ^^ yea, lurb euux worxzxz aiyo, sibei twit.&lt;br /&gt;yea, anyway we chatted and stuff, yeap, nice to know someone have the same sentiments as me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-458731120490388716?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/458731120490388716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=458731120490388716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/458731120490388716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/458731120490388716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/nine-history-night-had-school-ok-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S8CMDuCS7xI/AAAAAAAAC0M/6nm0KzBEaGQ/s72-c/Photo0720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-845175991856919900</id><published>2010-04-07T21:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:26:59.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&amp;amp; the team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! GP today was damn boring, was stoning and doodling with ying nam nam nam.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Gp cher was like, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what does "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NB" stand for?&lt;/span&gt; -it's supposed to be some italian word-&lt;br /&gt;ying nam and i at the same time : &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Na Bei"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, Pe was great i guess.&lt;br /&gt;played frisbee (: HAHA, no look pass! damn fun :D&lt;br /&gt;stupid ying nam cant seem to throw straight... but after a while it was all good :D&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and Xtine keep smiling at each other from over the classroom cause of the sitting arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid chinese cher dont like our sitting arrangment. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;she kp us, i kp-ed her the whole period. kp-ing teacher makes me miss L theyall.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, just imagine if they were in CJ and do what they do to lao huang, i dont think TSL is as strong as lao huang. She'll most prob cry or smth. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but its damn fun (Y) ok i'm an asshole, but whatever. &lt;strong&gt;I'll repent later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;After school, cabbed to CTSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehidaah called me to scold me! LOL, all tat wee's fault lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;walao, not my fault also tio mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yehidaah was like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 'I dont care if it's not u, it's ur batch, so find out who it is and ask them delete.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm suddenly i become some PI or smth. LOL. aiya, reputation hard to shake off ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tried avoiding her in school, and the team was an asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P: eh, if ur see yehidaah tell me ar, i run far far away!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Team: ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;-yehidaah appears at the stairs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone: MDM YEHIDAAH! PEIWEI IS HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i cabbed to school and met Lala (: YIPEEEEE :D thanks KTYX for coffeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;keep saying my uni like Girlguides&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa, so waited for rachie to change (Y) so i skipped all the 20 rounds. (: and the running like crap.&lt;br /&gt;trained with the guys (Y) their super cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around and saw Choy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HE IS STILL THE SAME LAH! I MISS HIM LIKE&lt;/span&gt; dfihbfkjefne&lt;br /&gt;Awww, i miss choy, esp his side look (:&lt;br /&gt;although he was an ass to me last time, or i percieved him as an ass (:&lt;br /&gt;his still as choy-ish as ever, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i was walking outside the HOD room and i was thinking &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'choy come out'&lt;/span&gt; then i told ock if choy come out i will say &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"HI CHOY!"&lt;/span&gt; then he really walked out! O:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-aftter all the normal,"where are u now"s and all that-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"so, how's maths now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lala: "mr choy! i got full mark!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OCK:" i dont like maths lah, very difficult!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rach: "ok lah" (i think thats what she said)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pee" MR CHOY I GOT SUBPASS FOR MATHS LEH! :D:D:D "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Choy "oh what type of maths ur taking?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rach"H2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OCK"H2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lala "H2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pee "er....H1"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hmmm ok"&lt;/span&gt; gives me the typical choy arm chieou smile-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected my cert from the general office. damn funny&lt;br /&gt;the staff suaned me, she was like, eh let me see ur result!&lt;br /&gt;then i let her see lor, then she say, '&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WAH SO GOOD! ALL A! eh! why got one E! aiyo! chem e8, so ugly, should have ponned the exam'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LOL FML lah&lt;br /&gt;even the staff suan me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww, yea walked around and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss CTSS&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my basketball girls and adroable sec ones of 2009 juniors (:&lt;br /&gt;they still remember me and i still remember them (: they were like hi-5ing me and stuff. so cute! (: love them lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S7yjV2ZZZCI/AAAAAAAAC0E/6_LRnWbFCis/s1600/sexy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457416444240815138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S7yjV2ZZZCI/AAAAAAAAC0E/6_LRnWbFCis/s400/sexy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-845175991856919900?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/845175991856919900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=845175991856919900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/845175991856919900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/845175991856919900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/ball-game-haha-gp-today-was-damn-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S7yjV2ZZZCI/AAAAAAAAC0E/6_LRnWbFCis/s72-c/sexy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-7003035149468669272</id><published>2010-04-06T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:43:40.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and Faris?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;had much laughs with heleyna today :D&lt;br /&gt;She always makes me laugh like crazy&lt;br /&gt;and i've turned back into the old me, kp-ing cher. but here at least still not so bad, neh kp until like sec 3/4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! anyways, cant wait to meet the team tml (:&lt;br /&gt;i love them ttm, ages since i met them lah! O: HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;(: misss u guys tttttttmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to heeleng online, she's uber LOL ok.&lt;br /&gt;and ong is super pevertic. TSK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-7003035149468669272?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/7003035149468669272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=7003035149468669272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7003035149468669272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7003035149468669272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/butts-and-faris-hahaha-had-much-laughs.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-56441666936693764</id><published>2010-04-04T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T02:42:17.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;This is a commercial for pantene shampoo. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;that's a bit too touching for a commercial dont u think so?&lt;br /&gt;LOL, anyway watch it, i think it's really nice and suits the song LOL timing and everything. yea. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BIt_O0KG3Ko&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BIt_O0KG3Ko&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Charice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;I would speak whats in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask for all the hate to be swept away,&lt;br /&gt;For love to overflow&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;I'd pour my heart out on each page&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask for war to end&lt;br /&gt;For peace to mend this world&lt;br /&gt;I'd say, I'd say, I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us the strength to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Help us find love cause love is over due&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like we haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;Need some help from you&lt;br /&gt;Grant us the faith to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Give us hope when it seems all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems like so much is goin wrong&lt;br /&gt;On this road we're on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;I would say what on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask for wisdom to let compassion rule this world&lt;br /&gt;Until these times&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;br /&gt;I'd say please help us find our way&lt;br /&gt;End all the bitterness, put some tenderness in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;And I'd say, I'd say, I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us the strength to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Help us find love cause love is over due&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like we haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;Need some help from you&lt;br /&gt;Grant us the faith to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Give us hope when it seems all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems like so much is goin wrong&lt;br /&gt;On this road we're on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no no no&lt;br /&gt;We can't do this on our own&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us the strength to make it through&lt;br /&gt;Help us find love cause love is over due&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like we haven't got a clue&lt;br /&gt;Need some help from you&lt;br /&gt;Grant us the faith to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Give us hope when it seems all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems like so much is goin wrong&lt;br /&gt;On this road we're on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote a note to God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-56441666936693764?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/56441666936693764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=56441666936693764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/56441666936693764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/56441666936693764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-commercial-for-pantene-shampoo.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-7872287712854560423</id><published>2010-04-03T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T02:37:05.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ordinary Miracles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;You dont need to teach a seed to grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church today (:&lt;br /&gt;LOL, janice and chew yan walk super slow ok, that's random.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yea church-ed today :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i think i've got it back really. (:&lt;br /&gt;one step at a time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;you fly, u run... and now I'm learning to walk.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna keep the faith and fight the good fight &amp;amp; of cos finish the race. I really feel like i'm trying my best this time.&lt;br /&gt;And i feel good about it, so i guess it's right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church i stayed back to watch kunfu panda with the CG :D&lt;br /&gt;went home late and tio gan by mother ): zzz sadded. was damn pissed but then got onto msn and talked to bestie. super LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I like talking to L and howy whenever i'm angry cause they make me smile almost instantly LOL.&lt;br /&gt;plus plus bestie always stand up for me and SAVE me. LOL! even if it means making one more extra enemy. LOL! (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-7872287712854560423?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/7872287712854560423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=7872287712854560423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7872287712854560423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/7872287712854560423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/ordinary-miracles-you-dont-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5542219787087610542</id><published>2010-04-02T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:46:04.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S7YmxJZ2T8I/AAAAAAAACz8/Cj9lR6E5Clo/s1600/25682_1368877656436_1066532197_1109395_1092107_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455590624385716162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S7YmxJZ2T8I/AAAAAAAACz8/Cj9lR6E5Clo/s400/25682_1368877656436_1066532197_1109395_1092107_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And maybe, that's why always yearn for something more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's us trying to squeeze into one sofa in my house in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping on hao wei who is sleeping on bestie LOL, poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;and lala's sleeping on me!&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny, at first is like i sleep on bestie then lala sleep on me then suddenly more and more join until damn crowded in the end i slept on the chair HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, yesterday we stayed at jiaxian house (: hahaha, mahjong and the usual 4 kings before i KO-ed. LOL, slept and no one woke me up when my nuggets came ): HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;yea but slept until quite shiok lah. LOL, i rolled into bestie who was sleeping next to me cause ali was taking up too much space!!! LOL, no lah, is cos ah vin take one mattress, then i take one, then bestie take one. then no space for them :P Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then 7am, boo, L and Sean came back. LOL. they were damn noisy.&lt;br /&gt;and i keep hearing L saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"eh! disturb peiwei leh! i want see her angry! i want see her go on rampage lah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, apparently their amused that the only time they see me angry is when i'm sleeping. and they LOVE to see it. idk why. LOL, in the end we played mahjong again.&lt;br /&gt;then we bus-ed to my house (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming and that stupid secuirity guard is an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Boo was playing with me Jack and... crap whats the girl name? in titanic.&lt;br /&gt;yea lah, but he keep acting drown. cause lala was damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;she almost drown in the JACUZZI in a FLOAT.&lt;br /&gt;wah she best lah, just clap for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then bathe and ate before nua-ing until the above picture. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bestie :\&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is terrible ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend kana bomb by 3/4 bad news. thats not 3 quarters ok. that's 3-4 bad news.&lt;br /&gt;like about other people one lah, but still. it becomes ur bad news when u care about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are we happy plastic people&lt;br /&gt;Under shiny plastic steeples&lt;br /&gt;With walls around our weakness&lt;br /&gt;And smiles to hide our pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Everyone has their own battles to fight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;what matters is who your fighting beside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5542219787087610542?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5542219787087610542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5542219787087610542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5542219787087610542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5542219787087610542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/04/silence-and-maybe-thats-why-always.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S7YmxJZ2T8I/AAAAAAAACz8/Cj9lR6E5Clo/s72-c/25682_1368877656436_1066532197_1109395_1092107_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-4131904555914516536</id><published>2010-03-30T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:03:54.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NSK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm a proud neighbourhood school kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today school was school i guess?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese teacher was being an ass again. shes such a kjfbebebfke, wah i really buay tahan her, one day i'll just kill her lah. wah i can believe ong and fong who said JC teachers wont care about u anymore. WHERE GOT LAH. she's such a iefbkebfke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was offended by mr chong cause of what he told Nam nam nam.&lt;br /&gt;anyway mr chong knows mr lim zhe han from CTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;he made a sweeping statement about neighbourhood school kids which was totally... ZzZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an ass! &amp;amp; I'm quite offended actually.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, ying nam and I are proud neighbourhood school kids :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah then after that had some like econs, which was crappy as usual.&lt;br /&gt;PW was omgosh, quite sian. sat beside anthony and Nam (likin park?!)&lt;br /&gt;Anthony was already ZZZ-ing during the sharing. hahaha, woke him up before mr tan could kill him. LOL, nam and I have the same thinking man. (Y) awesome. wah, i finally found someone who thinks almost alike. and i realised.... we played basketball before... when i was sec 3. O: amazing right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4131904555914516536?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4131904555914516536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4131904555914516536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4131904555914516536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4131904555914516536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/nsk-im-proud-neighbourhood-school-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-2512420023809964855</id><published>2010-03-29T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:56:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll try, cause, I still do remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, churched (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yeappp,&lt;br /&gt;Pastor preached his last sermon on the 7 churches series. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, today was about... doors? Hahaha, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, after that Weiling talked with me.&lt;br /&gt;(: thanks weiling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2512420023809964855?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2512420023809964855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2512420023809964855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2512420023809964855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2512420023809964855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-ill-try-cause-i-still-do-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-2258048070832478108</id><published>2010-03-27T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:06:08.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with sammie, Ali, lala and PQ.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, sammie said she wanted to bring us eat korean food. so we thought it was some ex place so lala and i prepared some cash cause we were meeting at raffles place. so we're like, gotta be some quite ex one. in the end, sammie made us go all the way to raffles place to eat at... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a food court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O.o she's funny ar my sammie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, then later had to collect some book from janice so went to school to take from her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yea, Sav looked so different! He looked so much bigger now! Like a man (Y) hahah proud of Sav, oh i miss him like nuts. it's been like forever since i last talked to him.&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; he doesnt look anything like last time when we were still young and pissing Fong off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; LOL. Awww, it's only been a few months lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bestie is the best, he offered to carry my heavy bag for 10km walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but in the end dunnid cause we ended up slacking at the playground. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeap, it's always good to have a strong bestie&lt;/strong&gt; (Y) body kong ar!&lt;br /&gt;slacked at the playground till like late and then homed with lala since she was coming over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slacked and talk till we orh orh.&lt;br /&gt;then, sat we woke up like 2+ HAHA! pigs, we were suppose to sun tan + study. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;ended up finding all the stuff for the genting trip to do what teddy suggested :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeap ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2258048070832478108?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2258048070832478108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2258048070832478108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2258048070832478108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2258048070832478108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-met-up-with-sammie-ali-lala-and.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-8323297403067780002</id><published>2010-03-22T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:38:46.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depressing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's like 4a1 P dialogue all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, like the title says lah. aiyo, kana sai, first day of school come back nia so much crap le.&lt;br /&gt;depressing day: LitP5 lec bomb us with emo crap (there is no divine plan, the world is bleak, it's a cold world...)&lt;br /&gt;MATHS some surprise CA, sure fail type.&lt;br /&gt;then econs say our class the failures for CA is more than the total of other class.&lt;br /&gt;LitP1 tutorial cher say we're the worst J1 class she's ever seen and prob half our ...class will retain/kick out.&lt;br /&gt;PE cher say we're the worse out of his 8 classes.&lt;br /&gt;first day of school :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit cher: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;" You do realise that we have only about 8 weeks left to the MYEs and that accounts for 20% of your total Literature grade. On top of that , we have only 2 terms left to promotional exams. If you continue to be a slack Class, I can foresee that half the class would be out of this school, not even retain" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- What a nice way to start off term 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she was talking about the ideal class, like a non slack class where everyone does things together and be united, i thought of 4a1, i miss them loads, i could just hear sammie in my head saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"we are united what"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -that's what she said during P dialogue also during march-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah FML lah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn scared now pls, i dont wanna retain lah.&lt;br /&gt;it's like P dialogue all over again. I dont know where all my guts has gone, but last year during like P dialogue i was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"shit u man, we'll make it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now it's like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ok ur prob right :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, everything is so worrying please.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Jc life lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-8323297403067780002?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/8323297403067780002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=8323297403067780002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8323297403067780002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8323297403067780002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/depressing-its-like-4a1-p-dialogue-all.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-265514531181597056</id><published>2010-03-20T15:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:08:47.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMO CLAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a class full of homos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got like some homo war on facebook lah. hahaha, arguing which 'darls' are the best.&lt;br /&gt;ok so here's the couples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;KELVIN AND BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450620098475857410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-GddCFgI/AAAAAAAACy8/2x6TDwJIDf0/s400/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; PEIWEI AND LALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt; (haha, sam is my secret one (: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-HSHPzYI/AAAAAAAACzM/HgVEjmWBSTo/s1600-h/Photo0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450620112611560834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-HSHPzYI/AAAAAAAACzM/HgVEjmWBSTo/s400/Photo0695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ah vin and Teddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6SAWd_O-SI/AAAAAAAACzk/Zb-B5bZEsFk/s1600-h/ahvinandteddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450622572520470818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6SAWd_O-SI/AAAAAAAACzk/Zb-B5bZEsFk/s400/ahvinandteddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SEAN AND OCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450624660169383602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6SCP_FhXrI/AAAAAAAACz0/1fhX-bAJsPc/s400/seanandockk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; ALI and PEIQI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-IFSPI4I/AAAAAAAACzc/yc5wjy1YpMY/s1600-h/aliandpq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450620126347862914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-IFSPI4I/AAAAAAAACzc/yc5wjy1YpMY/s400/aliandpq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; RACHEL AND KTYX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-H09vagI/AAAAAAAACzU/f9Ku0FPw468/s1600-h/rachandktyx.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450620121966930434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-H09vagI/AAAAAAAACzU/f9Ku0FPw468/s400/rachandktyx.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hao wei and Jiaxian? or... carpet? HAHA,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450622580654466370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6SAW8Sh5UI/AAAAAAAACzs/UPlvGYtBG2E/s400/haoweicar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-265514531181597056?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/265514531181597056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=265514531181597056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/265514531181597056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/265514531181597056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/homo-clan-we-got-like-some-homo-war-on.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R-GddCFgI/AAAAAAAACy8/2x6TDwJIDf0/s72-c/IMG_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-8430933762307930097</id><published>2010-03-19T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:42:03.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homo clan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keke today went out with TTS :D &lt;div&gt;bought couple wallet with lala :D hehehe, different colour nia :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yippe, she better not lose it this time! make me buy so guniang one. Haha, lady lala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helped Heeleng do her summary in the bus. HAHA, slacker sia she!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so they made me travel all the way to clem to eat lunch then go back to town again! ZZZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, then after that met weile for church (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R4sfRVG9I/AAAAAAAACy0/9GtYzU417KE/s1600-h/25645_374814819890_563534890_3732890_4587655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450614154728905682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R4sfRVG9I/AAAAAAAACy0/9GtYzU417KE/s400/25645_374814819890_563534890_3732890_4587655_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R4sJNt3kI/AAAAAAAACys/aGRv1FgxSxM/s1600-h/24162_381162758577_522758577_3779431_1067559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450614148808171074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R4sJNt3kI/AAAAAAAACys/aGRv1FgxSxM/s400/24162_381162758577_522758577_3779431_1067559_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doing heeleng's work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R4rl7fiPI/AAAAAAAACyk/06WuPHo5vR8/s1600-h/24162_381162668577_522758577_3779413_4101552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450614139336493298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R4rl7fiPI/AAAAAAAACyk/06WuPHo5vR8/s400/24162_381162668577_522758577_3779413_4101552_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R3sQOG65I/AAAAAAAACyc/IIJMgh0QVxY/s1600-h/24162_381162703577_522758577_3779420_8006471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450613051177233298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R3sQOG65I/AAAAAAAACyc/IIJMgh0QVxY/s400/24162_381162703577_522758577_3779420_8006471_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; classic Peiwei stone face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R3sBkAdmI/AAAAAAAACyU/eeMn78nWTZQ/s1600-h/24162_381162643577_522758577_3779408_2360449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450613047242552930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R3sBkAdmI/AAAAAAAACyU/eeMn78nWTZQ/s400/24162_381162643577_522758577_3779408_2360449_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-8430933762307930097?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/8430933762307930097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=8430933762307930097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8430933762307930097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8430933762307930097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/homo-clan-keke-today-went-out-with-tts_19.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6R4sfRVG9I/AAAAAAAACy0/9GtYzU417KE/s72-c/25645_374814819890_563534890_3732890_4587655_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-6811337372889703907</id><published>2010-03-17T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T02:50:58.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;run everywhere day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning woke up and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CABBED&lt;/span&gt; to meet DQ, only to reach there the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; EARLIEST &lt;/span&gt;cause everyone else was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LATE&lt;/span&gt;, shud have made them shu zhui lah! pffft. but anyway damn funny i saved cash cause the uncle's net machine spoil :P hehe. yeap. shiok, paid only 4 bucks for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so walked around, gave DQ their pressies :D hehe, i'm so happy they loved it, i was a little worried.&lt;br /&gt;Yea man went to crystal Jade to eat, then jan jan is totally jealous of me cause i got the AAA of a baby. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, went to see the girls dance too. hmmm? i think apple's batch was better though.&lt;br /&gt;joanna lim is still small HAHA. yea, but she's adorable ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went for some survey thingo.&lt;br /&gt;haha damn shiok, they got food one! :D HAHA, yea then summore let us use iphone and got cute guys summore :D hahaha, yea, and get p&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aid 85 bucks&lt;/span&gt;! Weets. damn fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went KK to find kuan seng, wah KK is freaking retarded, nvm...&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Then homed and then slowly one by one the people came for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;STAYOVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipppe :D&lt;br /&gt;we played 4 kings, this time was less gross the forfeit (but still gross)&lt;br /&gt;lala and sean kana, DAMN FUN! haha, esp the 2nd round play until like damn few cards. then very scary! HAHA, then sean kana under the new ruling. then have to scissors paper stone then kana smack on his chest. the peiqi and haowei one. PAIN TTM! sia lah, peiqi slap sean's chest got one mark there, then haowei smack sean damn loud, sean just fall onto the floor in pain lah! summore every whack must use STFU pillow. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and everytime someone gets an 8, the action is sure point middle finger&lt;br /&gt;because :&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; "I like to see Peiwei point middle finger! very funny!" &lt;/span&gt;omgosh, and i thought we were already 17 lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7dvsMWGI/AAAAAAAACyM/oNszGoW3-Oo/s1600-h/15019_1362473989595_1463961789_942479_379340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7dvsMWGI/AAAAAAAACyM/oNszGoW3-Oo/s400/15019_1362473989595_1463961789_942479_379340_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450406093740857442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7dJyXmsI/AAAAAAAACyE/HXQ60JmjNPE/s1600-h/15019_1362473749589_1463961789_942473_7937858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7dJyXmsI/AAAAAAAACyE/HXQ60JmjNPE/s400/15019_1362473749589_1463961789_942473_7937858_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450406083566213826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting ready the STFU pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7c3-rn5I/AAAAAAAACx8/1LsHRIO_z08/s1600-h/15019_1362473909593_1463961789_942477_359300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7c3-rn5I/AAAAAAAACx8/1LsHRIO_z08/s400/15019_1362473909593_1463961789_942477_359300_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450406078786019218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7cZV1M4I/AAAAAAAACx0/EyMD1HvlbI4/s1600-h/15019_1362474069597_1463961789_942481_2864399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7cZV1M4I/AAAAAAAACx0/EyMD1HvlbI4/s400/15019_1362474069597_1463961789_942481_2864399_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450406070561616770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pain TTM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, then ordered mac and stuff like that. soon at 3am we thought we were going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;everyone off light lie at the living room le, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SQUEEZY TTM&lt;/span&gt;, haowei had to sleep on top of the couch, like not on the couch ON TOP, like the back reston top. haha, damn funny. in the end 3am+ got a few ppl KO le. left L, ali, Haowei, boo,lala then suddenly left haowei L and I.&lt;br /&gt;haha, damn funny,we talked about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok what I've learnt from L is that&lt;br /&gt;I'm the perfect boyfriend material, he thinks that i think too much for the other person.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll never get a boyfriend cause I'm too matured in thinking... hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;and L said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"Pee your like different, I've never seen u as a girl lah, ur like brother!"&lt;/span&gt; :\ oh well.&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats one thing i gotta thank esther fong for, if not for her, L and i wouldnt be close.&lt;br /&gt;and and and that i shudnt keep things to myself. hmmm? ok i'll tell them next time when i damn sian. kekeke, irritate them!&lt;br /&gt;And haowei thinks that I'm like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GRAVITY&lt;/span&gt; in 4A1, hear the reasoning:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; cause i'm the one that pull everyone together.&lt;/span&gt; ok, i'll take that as a compliment i guess&lt;br /&gt;Yea, then we talk and talk and talk, i love talking to them (: their the best.&lt;br /&gt;I feel super comfortable with them (: well, cant say the same for weiyang who had the fate of feeling my cold legs. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, but i think somethings that were said was damn sweet, my heart was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so according to kelvin i shud care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but luckily i didnt, &lt;/span&gt;or esle he'll have frozen to death. i woke up in the morning then see boo and L over there shivering like fohflnfle, then i pulled sean's blanket and cover them &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(sorry sean!) &lt;/span&gt;see! if i dont care ur die le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day teddy and ah vin bought breakfast for us! MAC!!! :D hehehe, thanks!!! ah vin damn poor thing, fell down until damn jialat, but he saved the breakfast&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; *My hero*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap so ate and then 8 of us left cause some needed to go off first, so we went downstairs to swim :D water rugby with slippers! omgosh, damn jialat pls. I'm at such a disadvantage! Water rugby with guys! i take the slipper just immediately 3 guys come tackle me lah!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; one person tickle me, one person snatch slipper, one person pull me into the water&lt;/span&gt;. and i just realised how strong our guys are! bloody muscular pls! and then when i try to tackle them by jumping like from behind, they just easily fling me off lah! ): pfffft. unfair!&lt;br /&gt;then was like L4d+water rugby, which was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lala: "help I'm drowning!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; -in the jacuzzi!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it later started to rain and then we went to the jacuzzi and teddy lost his specs! in the main pool, so we spent lotsa time trying to find it, didnt help that it was frameless!&lt;br /&gt;haha, so we were shivering like crazy, so we went to the steambath. :D Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;8 ppl squueze one small room, damn fun ar. i was trying to suck the steam in. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home ate lunch and lazed around before some went home. left jx,lala, L and boo eat dinner. yeap, sang ktv in my room, which was freaking funny. (Y) i enjoyed myself though no matter how out of tune it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;(or ang moh sounding jay chou songs were)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and how could i forget!&lt;br /&gt;boo used my facebook and posted on my status:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "the pregnancy test was postive! FML? WTF?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they all were at the same place, take out phone all that comment on the status. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;so the baby is supposed to be ah vin's one. LOL and jiaxian was suppose to be the disappointed boyfriend, sean suppose to be some weird passerby or smth lah! LOl, but it was funny, kinda. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UNTIL PEOPLE STARTED BELIVING IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont get ppl, i look that type that will get pregnant meh?!&lt;br /&gt;zzz, but at least i know who really cares cause some people were really damn sweet. i love friends like that (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i feel totally at a disadvantage please?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;First they say i blur then say i brother, then say i'll never get married, then say i perfect boyfriend material, then say i gravity, then say i pregnant, then play some crazy rugby game to kill me, WAH UNFAIR LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh yes, and darl lala is adopted into 4A1 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;A little thought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(not very little though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;Hahaha, the stayover this time feels somehow different. i dont know why either, prob the talk we had that night?&lt;br /&gt;idk the feeling is so weird, maybe it's just me, but this time i missed them immediately after they left. heck, i missed them when they were still sleeping in my house. it's funny how u can miss people who are just beside you.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess, it's because of the things left unsaid, the things that were common knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about 4A1 gatherings, it's like... some fantasy world that u can run away to and hide in, kinda. somewhere u can get away from reality for just a while. Where everyone stabs everyone but everyone still knows and dont mind, cause in the end they'll still be accepted and everything isnt taken so seriously when your with them. you can just forget about everything else and enjoy yourself.&lt;br /&gt;like although they treat me like a brother, i dont mind that much, cause i feel most myself with them (Y)&lt;br /&gt;and everytime you go out there, in the new places, workplaces and all that, and u come back to some gathering, u suddenly feel like u remember who you were. like it's some reality check, reminding you who you actually are. it brings u back down again (yea, like gravity)&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, u can talk with ease, dont need to rephrase everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how we all have beds but we willingly squeeze again and again in the living room with 3 blankets! trying to survive the aircon. i think our class is a damn 'guy' class. when someone wants to do smth sweet for another person, you cant tell them, u have to do secretly. it's damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and L was talking about something like how he didnt like the girl he was with to go clubbing and whatnot. and i suddenly remember the dream i had the night before which freaked me out like crap. I dreamt that my 4A1 friends died. I remember how sad i was, it was like heart-wrenching. Like, immense sorrow, sorta. i remember walking and just seeing them lying there and realising their never gonna be with me ever again, i'll never get to talk to them and have fun with them anymore. and in my dream,i didnt really cry but it felt like i wanted to bawl worse than when iris ng cut my fringe. Yea, and i suddenly realise that if anyone who was sleeping there and then, whoever threw their lives away or actually forget who they once were sorta lose themselves, I'll be damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe that's cause we've grown so much closer to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;probably like what boo said "4A1 family ~" *tweeze*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6811337372889703907?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6811337372889703907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6811337372889703907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6811337372889703907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6811337372889703907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/wednesday-run-everywhere-day-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S6O7dvsMWGI/AAAAAAAACyM/oNszGoW3-Oo/s72-c/15019_1362473989595_1463961789_942479_379340_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-192217682014800442</id><published>2010-03-16T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:04:50.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;even leviticus is more comprehendable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit. &lt;u&gt;I have a love-hate relationship with history.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's agonizing, but it's fun at the same time. I mean it's fun to learn but not fun to get tested on. getit? Yea, sorta. but i came to JC to have fun with the subjects right? (gosh i sound like a geek). Yea, as much as i sound like some nerd who studies for fun, i dont ok. i dont expect well to do well either. maybe next time, but not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, there's that stupid lit books we have to read.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get to it... well...soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY BESTIE TEDDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449166413025282994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S59T-1Jci7I/AAAAAAAACxs/sad4xE6p7aE/s400/Photo0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehehe, today is my bestie birthday!!!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the only photo i have with him actually smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into the camera, the rest is both of us blur or smth. yea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yeap, thanks for always being there for me bestie (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-192217682014800442?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/192217682014800442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=192217682014800442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/192217682014800442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/192217682014800442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/history-even-leviticus-is-more.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S59T-1Jci7I/AAAAAAAACxs/sad4xE6p7aE/s72-c/Photo0308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-273431983550438895</id><published>2010-03-15T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:29:33.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FML&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GMH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;make up your mind Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;today I'm suay like...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my house at 10.20 when my school starts at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;I was so early leh.&lt;br /&gt;yea, then i walk walk walk. then at 1050 i reached CJC back door. only to realise...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; that the back door was locked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wah, damn sian. cause it's not like ctss, back door like less than 50m or so from the front foor. u cant even walk around the school's perimeter's to get to the front door. u have to walk out which is around 1km+ in order to get a cab or walk to the front gate which is like... another 2km. so i from the back gate cab to the front gate.&lt;br /&gt;and the fare is like 4 bucks. if i add another 2 bucks hor, i can just take from home + i only need to leave 5 mins before school starts and still be early. so it's like, i leave so early &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;AND SUMMORE LATE FOR LECTURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; seriously &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my class ar, quite LOL ar. 1/4 of the class late. like got some seriously, half hour late. i was the first late comer. (Y) accomplishment ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then after that i took bus to far east with yingnam, xtine, marcus and pek. then i went alone to go get something for DQ :D Wakaka, happy. i finally got what i wanted lah, after so long. tsk tsk tsk. yippee, happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i came out of far east &lt;u&gt;it was raining!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was stoning at the corner looking at the rain, prepared to chiong across le.then one girl thought i dont dare walk in the rain, then she ask me if i wanna share umbrella, so sweet right?! Awww. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what a GMH moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, then i had to be under the rain for the next two stretch which still equals drench like iukfherkfe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yea, what a GMH + FML day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like the weather,that's sunny when i'm walking to school and rains like ewihfikw when i'm just walking to the MRT. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God must really hate me lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway finally got to toa poayoah, did some stuffies there and then went home. it was sunny when it was sheltered. but once i got home and needed to walk home, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IT RAINED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well at least it proved one thing, CJ's uniform is really waterproof, cause i used to cover myself from the rain. whether it is really fireproof, oh well, we gotta wait for next time. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-273431983550438895?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/273431983550438895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=273431983550438895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/273431983550438895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/273431983550438895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/fml-gmh-make-up-your-mind-monday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-824290496087474000</id><published>2010-03-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:55:14.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-824290496087474000?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/824290496087474000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=824290496087474000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/824290496087474000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/824290496087474000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-shut-up.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-2128835566478043172</id><published>2010-03-12T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:08:14.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;marriage madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, suddenly there's this marriage madness.&lt;br /&gt;ytr ktyx and i were discussing about liang zi qiang.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's wrong of him to do whatever he did, but then since he admits it, i guess it's not that bad. better than those assholes who dont right?&lt;br /&gt;the only irritating thing is guys are coming up saying that its ok to look at girls cause it's normal, and it's normal to have many many flings. like chaging sex partners as much as they change underwear (i hope that change their underwear at least once a week lah)&lt;br /&gt;I mean how could they even say such an irresponsible thing lah. so wives are supposed to not get upset? is that it? if that's the case then why not just allow guys to marry manyn many many concubines or smth lah! haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ktyx was sayin that she's looking forward to my wedding. she planned out le. ock is my bestman since his the only guy younger than me! then jiaxian must walk me down the aisle, cos brother. must invite whole 4A1 on separate occassion or else jialat. LOL. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she more excited for my wedding than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"eh, i wont change my number and i sat can go hor, remmeber."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if its like some near future thing. then shes like, &lt;u&gt;eh write on Facebook&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; "WHO WANNA ATTEND MY WEDDiNG"&lt;/span&gt; everyone will comment.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ktyx say my husband is, looks cold on the outside,but sweet on the inside. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;like me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so she said, we have to have our wedding in a desert, so not so cold (LAME) so we're gonna have cold kids lah. some family bonding time, all stoning. she singled someone out,she see him so up, she shud marry him instead lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were saying imagine if all the rumour came true, like last time when we always tease sam and L. then when walking down the aisle, sam will be scolding kel then kel will &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*think think think then... aiya sua lah.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCK's daughter is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OCK with long hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. dunno why everyone thinks OCK will get a daughter instead of a son. sexist ar ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we came up with a game on facebook. damn fun. betting who will get married first.&lt;br /&gt;First on the list for girls so far is Ali, then... guys is... idk who sia. a bit messy ar. 50 bucks is a stake.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeas on a random note, hao wei was super nice to have helped me see all the coms and collect the brochures and send them to my house (Y) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love friends like these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His view on the marriage matter is damn funny&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; "girl im thinking Khush... her family might have some arranged marriage since birth culture or something"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LMAO-ED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is giving someone the power to destroy you but trusting them not to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2128835566478043172?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2128835566478043172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2128835566478043172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2128835566478043172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2128835566478043172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/mm-marriage-madness-hahahaha-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5629020126681060765</id><published>2010-03-12T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:22:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;day of the first term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee, it's the last day of the first term :D&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeets. Anywayssss, as i was thinking/saying or whatever-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Shien ling and I finally took on the challenge of walking home from school today.&lt;br /&gt;it's not really long actually, it's almost the same route from ctss, to perhaps... devils?&lt;br /&gt;yea, so it's around that length.the map says it's 2km. but i think it's shorter than that cause we took only 20mins + to walk it. which is actually quite reasonable for a 2km distance oh man, what am i talking about. ok perhaps it was really 2km. dont argue with google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;lotsa things to look forward to, lotsa things to do! :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY! looking forward to spending time with my buddies, and of course it's bestie's birthday, kuan seng's bday and ying nam's bday this holis!!! so it's so coooool! yea.... :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;But on top of that, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;THERES HOMEWORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ): pfffft,. ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i feel kinda mixed feelings. lotsa things to work out in my mind. ahhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5629020126681060765?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5629020126681060765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5629020126681060765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5629020126681060765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5629020126681060765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-of-first-term-yippee-its-last.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-4884766321352645920</id><published>2010-03-10T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:54:34.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I still think of you,loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Today i missed Jiaxian like crazy in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,cause i miss someone singing the same tune as me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haiz, Jiaxian is like my bra (der) he gives me the support i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways today &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;RAINED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yipppee, like finally.&lt;br /&gt;so its a cold day.&lt;br /&gt;anyways it's super funny. keren is attactched to me for chinese and i'm like blur, so it's like double blur lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit i got thrown out of class, and then 7 more ppl came out to join me. super funny, cause it's like dejavu.&lt;br /&gt;8 ppl got thrown out, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was the only girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Something in my life lah. sec 3 also liddat, sec 4 oso liddat, jialat must break this chain. I'm suppose to be some nerd lah 8-) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin smsed me in cca today, awww, luckily. I was gonna orh orh already lah pls.&lt;br /&gt;haha my new cca is bridge, thank God kel taught me how play before Os, or else i really clueless lah. like forgo my that time the chem revising period to teach me how play bridge. orh, kel its all ur fault i failed my chem :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaappp,&lt;br /&gt;tml damn sian, got this like history CA thing, i think I'm gonna fail or smth lah, HELPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after school i went to my dad's club that is next door to my school like, 3m away from my school. yea. super shiok lah there.&lt;br /&gt;but the only downside is i cant bring friends ):&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so sian right, there like got LAN room, basketball court, food, living room and all that.&lt;br /&gt;and summore NO ONE. so it's like I'm the only person there. yea. that's when i realise that, being rich is not all that cool if u have no friends to share it with. cause the first people i thought of were, omgosh! we can come here and play, then i remember, cannot. then felt 100 times sian-er. imagine a kid running around the club with only the chef, cleaners and all that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-4884766321352645920?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/4884766321352645920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=4884766321352645920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4884766321352645920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/4884766321352645920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/left-i-still-think-of-youloads-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-146746746035913040</id><published>2010-03-05T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:58:50.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kopi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Coffee shop rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, today was a quite slack day, 3 periods nia, since like... got A level thing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeappp! Super cool (: but still tired. yea shall skip all that happen today,&lt;br /&gt;cause today is FRIDAY, yippee = do whatever u want friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bestie weiyang came up witha brilliant plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4A1 should all teach! no?&lt;br /&gt;We can screw up a school pretty well actually.&lt;br /&gt;you see, all u need is like, someone like JJ as the principal.&lt;br /&gt;I'll teach Chem (e8 teacher teach kids something like, water is h30)&lt;br /&gt;Haowei can teach poa  (debit become credit)&lt;br /&gt;Kah ken will take PE (teach how to run streamline)&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin is gonna teach amaths. (probability based on poker)&lt;br /&gt;Rachel will teach physics&lt;br /&gt;weiyang will teach basketball&lt;br /&gt;OCK will teach CE (major moral screw up)&lt;br /&gt;sean will teach CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;lao huang &lt;/s&gt;lao du bin (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"我爸爸有两个爸爸"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic joke of 2009 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus 4A1 so many people, everyone sure got role one.&lt;br /&gt;awesome right?&lt;br /&gt;we planned to teach CCSS, but then again, why when we can set up our own right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCK was saying how violent 4a1 is, i gotta agree, we are.&lt;br /&gt;even me,&lt;br /&gt;i mean 9 girls in our class nia, we gotta learn how to be rough too right?&lt;br /&gt;ock and i had the same experience, pushing people and people like, thinking we're violent. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yeap, anyways i'm super tired, i'm gonna crash, nights people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With lotsa love, Peiwei (&amp;amp; i mean it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-146746746035913040?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/146746746035913040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=146746746035913040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/146746746035913040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/146746746035913040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/kopi-coffee-shop-rock-hehehe-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-5511497764624997144</id><published>2010-03-03T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:44:23.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S45Zn2kHbFI/AAAAAAAACxc/Ks__zAXG-Xc/s1600-h/1t04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444387540734274642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S45Zn2kHbFI/AAAAAAAACxc/Ks__zAXG-Xc/s400/1t04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;cross country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a tiring day. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;morning was ridiculous chinese yet again. she's one of the most ridiculous teachers EVER.&lt;br /&gt;I realise theres always an irritating teacher in my life, why why why.&lt;br /&gt;ever since like... sec2 i think. or issit just me, probably just me lah. hahaha, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was slack ttm.&lt;br /&gt;Ariel is super cute.&lt;br /&gt;Mr chong was like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 'u know how to write siao?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then he pretend take pen wanna write on shienling head.&lt;br /&gt;then ariel stood in front of her and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'can u dont bully my friend'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like real fiercely.&lt;br /&gt;then had history lecture which we were all ZZ-ing already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that 12 ppl came over to my house before cross country.&lt;br /&gt;anthony, pek hua , ying nam and I went to play basketball, shiok.&lt;br /&gt;damn long touch ball le. hahaha. anthony was feeling super guilty cause he made my hand bleed. long nails guy. haha, but it was an accident, so whatever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of them went to eat and stuff then we cabbed to mac ritchie. yeapppie.&lt;br /&gt;3 cabs, luckily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there and WALKED the whole mass run.&lt;br /&gt;ying nam and I were the first ppl in our class cause the whole class walk together then we were at the front. LOL. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;yeap, tired and gonna die. nights people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5511497764624997144?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5511497764624997144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5511497764624997144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5511497764624997144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5511497764624997144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/top-20-cross-country-what-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S45Zn2kHbFI/AAAAAAAACxc/Ks__zAXG-Xc/s72-c/1t04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-5571483293447125374</id><published>2010-03-02T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:46:44.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MILK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;coffee and tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakaka, back at school today, yesterday ponned school.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. anyways, first lesson was SD, oh God, three hours of listening to my irritating and ridiculous chinese teacher. I feel like bring the STFU pillow to school and stuff it in her face lah. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;during the lesson, she seriously asked me if i was planning to transfer to poly.&lt;br /&gt;-POINTS AT ME- and ask straight in my face&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' 你有没有apply去poly'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just hates me lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I ♥ CJ teachers. Last week one cher ask me if i am a retainee, today another cher seriously asked me if i planning to transfer to poly. Well, better than fong who said even ITE dont want me :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then PW and econs lec wasnt that bad i guess, it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;double mother tongue was agonizing....&lt;br /&gt;thennnnnn,..... last period was... HISTORY, ok it wasnt that bad actually i thought it was quite ok. just that i feel ultra dumb&lt;br /&gt;then i asked the teacher like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 'how u know which are the keywords?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she was like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; 'oh, when u become smart enough then u'll know, like over the dec holis students will suddenly get it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know how blur and gullible i am right, so i believed her and asked her like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'so,... we just remain stupid for now lah.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, tml got X country, DAMN SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;feel like ponning, but i pon ytr already le. soyea, cant pon again. ): hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Keren was super mean today. (Y) but it was funny, so... yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Like... No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man these days ar, the weather, really singapore. hot like khfkewnjkn what like that. jialat sia.&lt;br /&gt;Boo just introduced to me a band called blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="'ft(" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1048456512&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Zester Punani&lt;/a&gt; Hey pw there's a band called 'Blur', no kidding. go google it or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so i went to google it, like reallyy (Y) nice leh, their songs are nice!&lt;br /&gt;coffee and Tv not bad (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Your ears are full of their language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;there's wisdom there you're sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Tillthe words start slurring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;And you can't find the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5571483293447125374?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5571483293447125374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5571483293447125374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5571483293447125374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5571483293447125374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/milk-coffee-and-tv-wakaka-back-at.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-1042115699739918194</id><published>2010-03-01T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:46:12.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4s3vAJSJpI/AAAAAAAACxU/TWTVjHDkYGE/s1600-h/24058_10150107623050118_574870117_11172530_7483661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443505855239693970" style="DISPLAY: block; 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HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4s3tf8KxNI/AAAAAAAACw0/d6lJ5n99lbs/s400/alipeerach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STFU PILLOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Steamboat 2.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, yesterday (saturday) was another steamboat this time with 4A1-ers.&lt;br /&gt;Haowei and sammie reached the earliest. so they watch me do my homework, well sort of.&lt;br /&gt;then the rest came one by one and it was time to start the squeezy steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;they were trying to figure out all the lame games. HAHA, i'm fast (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;i like sitting between ah vin and Kel cause they help me scoop food&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D hehe thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, some of them in my room were watching the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;annoying orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my room, ok some is an understatement. my room not being very big, was damn squeezy. i was sitting at the corner and ah vin was trying to balance at the end of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;the annoying orange reminds me of rach and I in school. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, after a while some of them had to go home so around midnight was started playing 4 kings. super fun. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Boo got Q twice in a row&lt;br /&gt;Sean had to drink this forfeit which was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;vodka, raw egg, tuna, pepsi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 2nd round bestie kana &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;vodka raw egg tuna pepsi beef sauce mayo pepper salt chilli sauce and God knows what else is inside&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; so help him drink cause he look like once he drink he will just vomit everything lah. tasted ok lah, just very hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin was being damn funny yesterday with his &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'wah, psychic.'&lt;/span&gt; joke and sean was being damn high. (with his high pitch laughter). then after that some were tired so they went to sleep and the rest of us just talked.&lt;br /&gt;I LOL-ed like crazy when i heard OCK's 300 pound joke.&lt;br /&gt;so they implemented the STFU pillow cause of sean. once someone starts laughing like crazy, the pillow will be stuffed in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 4, i went to sleep while kevin was playing rollar coaster tycoon.&lt;br /&gt;then next day ate lunch then kel was trying to get me something new to wear. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELVIN :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1042115699739918194?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1042115699739918194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1042115699739918194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1042115699739918194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1042115699739918194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/03/stfu-pillow-steamboat-2.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4s3vAJSJpI/AAAAAAAACxU/TWTVjHDkYGE/s72-c/24058_10150107623050118_574870117_11172530_7483661_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-3809156531128985343</id><published>2010-02-26T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:48:57.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMH7pQWXI/AAAAAAAACv8/D24LZFG2xpw/s1600-h/14127_10150104108270118_574870117_11151982_8118737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMH7pQWXI/AAAAAAAACv8/D24LZFG2xpw/s400/14127_10150104108270118_574870117_11151982_8118737_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442613480086591858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steamboat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I love afterseven!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok pe was killer-ish today my stamina has dropped by millions&lt;br /&gt;today was considerably a slack day with only 4 periods. yea, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school&lt;br /&gt;i went to cut my hair. Haha, then later went home to bathe before going back to ctss to find ktyx who was teaching some lame guides stuff.&lt;br /&gt;oh man i miss that place so much... walking through the halls were really, cool i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;saw mr ong and i bluffed him that i dropped out from CJ&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;i cant believe he believed me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i dropped some stuff off at 2c1 classroom for my c1 kiddos. oh man, i hope they get it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to mrs fong who sends weird message.&lt;br /&gt;her short forms can only be understood by ktyx, seriously, their damn rufus.&lt;br /&gt;who would think &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"wru? M outside GO now"&lt;/span&gt; actually means &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"where are you? I'm outside general office now"&lt;/span&gt; wah, she really damn singaporean, can cut short until liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to yehidaah too, she's super nice :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, she's still so yehidaah-ish, i think shes so motherly lah. i love her like efhowhlw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Awwwww, i miss ctss teachers like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i saw choy too but didnt talk to him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;talked to many many juniors, their so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i miss walking through schools and seeing so many familiar faces&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got one junior from sec 1 2009 batch, the batch that i remembered the whole level's name, I REMEMBERED HER and she was damn shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that guides had some weird conflict or soemthing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;luckily i bballer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weets.&lt;br /&gt;yeap, so waited for ktyx. met the rest of the after7 and went to bugis to eat steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;it's super cool, we had the chance to eat on the third floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;had our own private air-conditioned spacious room with three computers, a couch, three tables, toilet attached and personal waiters that bring things up to the third floor (: awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we act as if our house lah, just anyhow run. HAHA, summore got balcony which was a little paranormal activity. yeappp, but other than that we played a series of games which was damn lame! HAHA, and of cos photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished at 11+ the girls went off around 10+ and obv i was the only girl left AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh well, whatever it is. we paid up and left, then chi chi followed me home and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;used my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; toilet o.o we have the same problem, cannot use outside toilet one. hhaha. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i hate the weekends cause every weekend i meet ctss people and i miss them so much and makes me feel like not going back to school ):&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's things like these that makes you treasure these times more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahahaha, tomorrow, another round with 4A1-ers :D cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMIikr7UI/AAAAAAAACwU/SgnZxhIJmGQ/s1600-h/14127_10150104108320118_574870117_11151985_2022243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMIikr7UI/AAAAAAAACwU/SgnZxhIJmGQ/s400/14127_10150104108320118_574870117_11151985_2022243_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442613490536410434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMIUKmA_I/AAAAAAAACwM/gZqXXjQTIog/s1600-h/14127_10150104108160118_574870117_11151975_2870217_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMIUKmA_I/AAAAAAAACwM/gZqXXjQTIog/s400/14127_10150104108160118_574870117_11151975_2870217_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442613486668874738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMIAxeDpI/AAAAAAAACwE/YZ3vQ70h-y8/s1600-h/14127_10150104108245118_574870117_11151980_1562623_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMIAxeDpI/AAAAAAAACwE/YZ3vQ70h-y8/s400/14127_10150104108245118_574870117_11151980_1562623_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442613481463221906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMJExhX6I/AAAAAAAACwc/isn130wXpMc/s1600-h/14127_10150104108115118_574870117_11151972_6803851_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMJExhX6I/AAAAAAAACwc/isn130wXpMc/s400/14127_10150104108115118_574870117_11151972_6803851_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442613499717050274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-3809156531128985343?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/3809156531128985343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=3809156531128985343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3809156531128985343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/3809156531128985343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/steamboat-i-loves-afterseven-ok-pe-was.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S4gMH7pQWXI/AAAAAAAACv8/D24LZFG2xpw/s72-c/14127_10150104108270118_574870117_11151982_8118737_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-6657126271623292846</id><published>2010-02-25T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:12:44.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This is getting interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Hahaha, i feel like my identity is being stolen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, oh well, its ok.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway school has been alright so far i guess, still trying to get use to it.&lt;br /&gt;other than history, lit, econs, chi, maths, GP and... PE the rest are ok. which is mainly recess.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i cant believe i'm saying this but i rather maths and chi lessons. LOL, lectures are damn boring. i thought lectures were better than tutorials, but man am i so wrong. actually both are equally bad lah. the only lecture i enjoyed so far is like, general paper which was slack and probably lit. History lecture is like machiam catching mrt liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, my econs teacher thinks i'm a retainee. LOL.pfft.&lt;br /&gt;emo man, LOL, he's like *quietly*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 'are you one of the students that is revisiting J1?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah he win le lor.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm? LOL. i hope i dont retain this year. pleaseeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i told bestie teddy he was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"wah,... 4A1..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird a1 language. retain is an adjective/noun/verb.&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; 'wah u damn retain.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;haha, wrong grammer but, we're in singapore. who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my aim : PROMOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ze Jie is super funny in a lame way, seriously, but the jokes were so lame that its funny, i think we're too stressed or something. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but he is funny (Y)&lt;br /&gt;idk what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Okie dokie dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6657126271623292846?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6657126271623292846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6657126271623292846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6657126271623292846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6657126271623292846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/jc-this-is-getting-interesting-hahaha-i.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-9009698309497892687</id><published>2010-02-23T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:28:38.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hold up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Just dont give in, I'm working it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooh, JC is tiring, or issit just me?&lt;br /&gt;I really think it's just me seriously.&lt;br /&gt;No mental strength le, everyday play too much. I can hardly sit still.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, PE was well, hmm? tiring i guess. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, the first two period was pure nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is bloody lame,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I FAILED MY CHI COMPO. 6/30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing the same damn compo since pri 5!&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's alright she failed me base on horrible chinese or smth, but she failed me base on my content. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BECAUSE I WROTE ABOUT TEACHERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH?! i wrote at first i dont like this teacher, wrong impression of a teacher, then later my impression changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN SHE SAY CANNOT,&lt;/strong&gt; cause cannot write about teachers, reason being the impression of teahcers should be good. HUH?! she didnt read or what, the student was actually at fault in the end what for having the wrong impression of a teacher, now how bad can that be?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;plus it's been passed for 6 years, now in JC they suddenly say no?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; i wrote the same compo for PSLE and Os, i dont see me failing my chinese base on bad content. or should i say inappropriate content. not as if i wrote about a flower when they asked me to write about paper clips right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm bitching about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea! it's so cool, in JC everyone knows everyone lah.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour is actually Sam's classmate, i should have gone to JJ then got ppl pei me go school and come home from school everyday (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa,his name is justin. LOL, so cool. yea his my drummer neighbour who i thought looked like kelvin. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeapppp, that shall be all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-9009698309497892687?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/9009698309497892687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=9009698309497892687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/9009698309497892687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/9009698309497892687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/hold-up-just-dont-give-in-im-working-it.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-6185495645030687147</id><published>2010-02-22T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:08:26.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinkie winkie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha ok yesterday we celebrated Pigu 1 's birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest of the dq in the morning at Mac, and we planned to go rach house at 10+ which didnt happen and we only arrived at 12. the worst thing is ... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WE KNOCKED ON THE WRONG DOOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ok sorry, i should say, I &lt;strong&gt;banged&lt;/strong&gt; on the wrong door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we finally got the right one and pigu1 was surprised :D HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;after that we did the usual slapping thing and we went to clementi to meet TTS.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, their super duper adorable esp darling. HAHA. yeap, then we went dhoby to eat astons which was a very cool and hot experience. then we watched da bing xiao jiang. Couple seats :D&lt;br /&gt;Rachel was damn awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap yeap yeap. Pigu 1's brithday was more or less a success. at least it was half a surprise. :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yea, every year we'll be celebrating together, i dont care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was sleepy &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(yet again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i really think is the fengshui. too hot le.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, but during Econs lecture, smth funny happened.&lt;br /&gt;apart from Ariel saying she's hot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Keren and I were discussing about barbie and barney when suddenly we talked about teletubbies. and then the funny thing is that i was arguing that tinkie winkie is &lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt; and she said tinkie winkie was &lt;strong&gt;purple.&lt;/strong&gt; so we turned to helena and she was like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'tinkie winkie? oh. it's pink what!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and we laughed like there was no tml. idk, it was funny then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was so sleepy-ish.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be at school later. ahhh, but heck lah. dont care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-6185495645030687147?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/6185495645030687147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=6185495645030687147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6185495645030687147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/6185495645030687147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/tinkie-winkie-its-pink-hahaha-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-8604837205113455154</id><published>2010-02-18T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:08:46.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;νοσταλγία&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It exists as long there's someone there to remember it, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, i miss you guys mad. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Kel is complaining that i'm leaving him alone.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, is it my fault he is so anti-social on facebook. even rufus is more active than him please.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, anyway kel, whats going on facebook is that,...&lt;br /&gt;go read yourself lah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway school has been rather depressing. i'm used to not knowing whats going on in lessons, but i'm not used to getting sent out when i dont do my homework. and i am definitely not used to being called a lian. ok i am, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tml when i can meet sammie, jiaxian darl, Kel and Boo theyall!&lt;br /&gt;Yippe, cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;recently on facebook i've been posting all our kiddy photos.&lt;br /&gt;oh man it's only been like sec 3, but we look SO kiddish. like all the baby face (Y) adorable like. (:&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i hate JC life.&lt;br /&gt;depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss 4A1 so much, like loads. but bestie have been giving me smth to look forward too (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i love my bestie so much man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Plus Kelvin's birthday is coming people (he asked me to remind u guys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-8604837205113455154?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/8604837205113455154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=8604837205113455154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8604837205113455154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/8604837205113455154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-exists-as-long-theres-someone-there.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-259938788258476414</id><published>2010-02-14T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:52:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 Febuary 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy CNY, valentine day, friendship day and total defence eve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a complicated day.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Happy CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, woke up uber early. i didnt buy any new year clothes so i pulled on my jeans and cope a shirt from my sis cupboard and went without combing my hair. LOL (Y)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chinese new year was ok i guess, nothing much. better than last year i guess.&lt;br /&gt;yeap, my niece and cousins are uber adorable. i think kids these days are so sweet and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;their like sweet. they make u smile (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;happy friendship day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is friendship day, obv there wont be a sub heading valentine day for me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, but friendship day, i've never really cared lah past few years. but this year i did something different, i went to facebook and posted things about people for friendship day (:&lt;br /&gt;If i didnt post about u, is not cos i dont like u ok, is cos facebook never generate ur name!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, but i tried clicking a lot of times to get more people.&lt;br /&gt;I know one person who wont read facebook but my blog,&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna put his here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;KELVIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;LOL! hahaha! I love how ur smses always cheer me up when i am super sad/angry. one act emo sms from u and i'll laugh at your lame-ness. ur just like my bro and i'll always super love u man. oh yes, and i love how ur paiseh about ppl telling u things like this (in fact i think u are now) HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll write everyone one on my blog one day ya (: other then that, FACEBOOK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-259938788258476414?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/259938788258476414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=259938788258476414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/259938788258476414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/259938788258476414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/14-febuary-2010-happy-cny-valentine-day.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</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-29940573.post-1937366051522479627</id><published>2010-02-13T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:02:34.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy CNY &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice cookies/cupcakes Sammie wammie made for us ytr (:&lt;br /&gt;nicest things ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a10UOvg6I/AAAAAAAACv0/vK3Q9rrJKTo/s1600-h/Photo0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437733510484820898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a10UOvg6I/AAAAAAAACv0/vK3Q9rrJKTo/s400/Photo0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, just now i went to my relatives' house for reunion dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;Wakakaka, my adorable niece is another year older of cos.&lt;br /&gt;and they suggested we have a drawing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the theme for the drawing competition was 'CNY'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my sister started drawing a tiger, and then my 5-year old cousin said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"WAH! Peiru gugu u draw so nice, ur zebra so cute!"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1zwytPwI/AAAAAAAACvs/EDv69H4mmC0/s1600-h/Photo0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437733500971990786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1zwytPwI/AAAAAAAACvs/EDv69H4mmC0/s400/Photo0645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peiru's drawing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1zaYaD0I/AAAAAAAACvk/nlrIUTGbX-s/s1600-h/Photo0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437733494956101442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1zaYaD0I/AAAAAAAACvk/nlrIUTGbX-s/s400/Photo0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7-year old niece drawing. spiderman saved CNY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1zGmQ5AI/AAAAAAAACvc/Wsq32TVhgrk/s1600-h/Photo0643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437733489645511682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1zGmQ5AI/AAAAAAAACvc/Wsq32TVhgrk/s400/Photo0643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 5 year old drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1ytOD1fI/AAAAAAAACvU/h5bkW19r000/s1600-h/Photo0642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437733482833106418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a1ytOD1fI/AAAAAAAACvU/h5bkW19r000/s400/Photo0642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peiwei's drawing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, yea, super cool (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think brenda is the most sensible 5 year old in the whole world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister is forever coming up with conspiracy theories. tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-1937366051522479627?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/1937366051522479627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=1937366051522479627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1937366051522479627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/1937366051522479627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-cny-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3a10UOvg6I/AAAAAAAACv0/vK3Q9rrJKTo/s72-c/Photo0637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-5033024891290078546</id><published>2010-02-13T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:05:17.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3WaDjfKuFI/AAAAAAAACvM/-old5e2relg/s1600-h/4A1+jacksplace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437421510975993938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3WaDjfKuFI/AAAAAAAACvM/-old5e2relg/s400/4A1+jacksplace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Jack's Place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Spades, Hearts, Clubs and Diamond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First period was like math. Zzz, boring. then stayed back during recess, slacking in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went hall for celebration. love the ODAC performance (Y) nice. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And anthony is damn disgusting. he farted when all the J2s and J1s squeezed in the small hall. OH YUCK. and &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;he was so pleased with himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last period was extra history lecture. everyone was checking time like wkjebkwe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weiheng was nice enuf to wait for me (: thanks weiheng! ) owe u one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we waited for the Sa people to come down &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(who were super jinping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, in the end met the rest of the class @ jack's place (: super cool :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and of cos david, &lt;strong&gt;our class adopted student.&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. anyway, David's jokes are funny. i just read two on facebook. and i really did laugh out loud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so since rach, ock and I were the latest, our food came later too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat beside bro, so of course i gave him part of my food (: ock was killing the conversation with his lame jokes. like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*chatter chatter chatter...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Ock inserts a lame joke-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*whole table goes quiet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone looks so cute in their uniforms. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we just chatted and made lotsa noise, classic 4A1. then left the place&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; (much to the manager's relief)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked to the mrt and stuff and then went to Ang mo kio with bro Leowjia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super lol, he needed to shit and we wasted&lt;strong&gt; 1.50&lt;/strong&gt; altogether just because he needed to shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm? yea, in the end, we got off the wrong stop. zzz, brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we finally reached yio chu kang and walked there (bzone reunion place)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha shiok, feels like uber long since i walked and talked with bro. actually not very long but it feels like an eternity. &lt;em&gt;seriously, school has that effect on me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It feels like ages since i last saw them, i feel like hugging everyone of them man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thought that i'm gonna meet them soon, really gave me great comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked to Rachie pigu just now. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss talking to her. (: although it's only been like a while ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she always knows what i mean, and all hail telepathy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i came home, my facebook 99+ notification within just hours. a bit scary, but i like reading notifications. best little thing in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And guys, STOP arguing on facebook! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-5033024891290078546?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/5033024891290078546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=5033024891290078546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5033024891290078546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/5033024891290078546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/jacks-place-spades-hearts-clubs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yPvQqQQg_o8/S3WaDjfKuFI/AAAAAAAACvM/-old5e2relg/s72-c/4A1+jacksplace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29940573.post-2733410483456639371</id><published>2010-02-11T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:26:11.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;an irony itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, got scolded for playing basketball in uniform today.&lt;br /&gt;well,... the J2s were like 'eh, just walk away.'&lt;br /&gt;then the cher was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'EH COME HERE!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice lor, then i while walking there i was like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;'aiya, dont worry lah, we j1, we young got liscence to be stupid'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end he just refer us to our discipline teacher then he just say, next time dont do again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-innocent J1 face-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the J2s were ok though.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, then just nice L sms-ed me. he asked me what i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like 'just tio scolded by teacher' then he was like 'aiya, as usual'&lt;br /&gt;4A1 culture still living. heard junjie got send to counselling 3rd day of JC. (Y) nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29940573-2733410483456639371?l=wei-the-blur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/feeds/2733410483456639371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29940573&amp;postID=2733410483456639371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2733410483456639371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29940573/posts/default/2733410483456639371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wei-the-blur.blogspot.com/2010/02/lit-irony-itself-lol-got-scolded-for.html' title=''/><author><name>PEIWEIIIIIIIII</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04600896074310622711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
