<?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-420602265660431009</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:11:03.865+08:00</updated><category term='minji was heree'/><title type='text'>Go Back One Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8354907326501391212</id><published>2009-09-15T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:05:42.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amoureux de toi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;work and more work. since it the hols, its my ONLY source of income. slog everyday, PAYY RISE where are you!? *sobs* well now that the Super Import Nights is here! time to earn my 4 digits! den i can finally get my hybrid bicycle, new running shoes and maybe a new mp3! WOOHOO!! and finally my blogger is fine again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;its the start of the 4th week already! 4 more to go! how time flies!&lt;br /&gt;here's a quick run-through of my week in the 2months hols.&lt;br /&gt;monday lunches are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;tuesday work!&lt;br /&gt;wednesdays are a pleasant surprise!&lt;br /&gt;thursday still working!&lt;br /&gt;friday slightly tired of work!&lt;br /&gt;saturday slogging at work!&lt;br /&gt;sundays are left aside for renewing our faith together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381385048437779602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sq6FMJO7bJI/AAAAAAAAAis/f4AoIo_ROpg/s400/HAHA.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;how you left your life in my hands..&lt;/div&gt;how i left my life in your hands at first and survived the entire 3laps around the course!&lt;br /&gt;now i know, you seriously cant drive for nuts! hahas!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-8354907326501391212?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8354907326501391212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8354907326501391212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/09/amoureux-de-toi.html' title='amoureux de toi'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sq6FMJO7bJI/AAAAAAAAAis/f4AoIo_ROpg/s72-c/HAHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4499272854505021531</id><published>2009-08-13T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:41:50.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*hit happens!</title><content type='html'>just when things were going just great and fine, something had to crap out out of nowhere! guess it's just life's way of telling us that things aren't always smooth flowing. but at least what happened is that i lost my pair of adiZero running shoes! due to my own freakin' carelessness! looking on the brighter side, at least it can be replaced or bought again. some things money can't buy, must be treasured fervently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a general account of what happened over the past month!&lt;br /&gt;- work and more work..&lt;br /&gt;- julia kwan's surprise birthday party&lt;br /&gt;- played bowling with colleagues and sucked to the core!&lt;br /&gt;- my 18th birthday spent with the most special person in the world!&lt;br /&gt;  best cheesecake in the world! best evening &amp; watched public enemies!&lt;br /&gt;- wine training on my birthday at Tony's&lt;br /&gt;- watched Duplicity, Obsessed, Public Enemies, Sunshine Cleaning &amp; Where Got Ghost? with the very same person (:&lt;br /&gt;- jogging every wednesday evening was beautiful often accompanied with fantabulous food!&lt;br /&gt;- my surprise 18th birthday celebration with the CHINGS! at marche!&lt;br /&gt;- crashed nus fass orientation talks&lt;br /&gt;- finished all assignments/projects with presentations(still 1 left!)&lt;br /&gt;- downloaded plenty of songs, movies and tv shows(illegally i would say)&lt;br /&gt;  (the secret life of the american teenager, season 2!)&lt;br /&gt;- tried to cope with a minor breakout and did&lt;br /&gt;- missed someone so very much while she was away at orientation&lt;br /&gt;- caught The Hangover and GI JOE on the very same evening with 2 of the best butts in the world(benjamin &amp; yeefung)&lt;br /&gt;- worked on National Day and missed watching it for the very first time!&lt;br /&gt;- lost my running shoe, slept and ended up watching Singapore Idol S03E02, Criss Angel Mindfreak 3, News 5 Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;  Lonely Planet - Bluelist Australia &amp; America's Got Talent 4. while having fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;- searched like crazy for my shoebag in school &amp; went home disappointed. ):&lt;br /&gt;- packed &amp; cleaned up my room to prepare for studying(not anytime soon)&lt;br /&gt;- eating durian while typing all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every second spent&lt;br /&gt;is spent loving you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-4499272854505021531?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4499272854505021531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4499272854505021531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/08/hit-happens.html' title='*hit happens!'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3719973106230748591</id><published>2009-07-19T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:31:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when boy meets girl, when i met you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SmH_TCrk1RI/AAAAAAAAAiM/zdLlGWpLXOU/s1600-h/DSC00777.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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SmH_TCrk1RI/AAAAAAAAAiM/zdLlGWpLXOU/s400/DSC00777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359845734149838098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the very drunk birthday boy and the very sober us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not for the bad and quite useless video uploads on blogger, i would have uploaded the very full of excitement and totally hilarious birthday celebration we had for Chuhan and Benjamin at the restaurant we work at. doubt they ever forget what happened. happy 19th boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been missing like forever, always get back late from work so i'd never get the time to blog. projects are reaching deadlines and as usual rushing them. apart from on the boring routine stuff we all go through in life, there are days we all look forward to. and those days are ones that i will spend with you. (: baseline is that life just got happier, sweeter, better, more peaceful, more blessed, more exciting, more fun and everything nice. i am really thankful towards God for your entry into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;no one is perfect till&lt;br /&gt;you fall in love with them&lt;br /&gt;and you are&lt;br /&gt;without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;perfect to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;you have my utmost all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. im going to sleep once i publish this. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-3719973106230748591?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3719973106230748591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3719973106230748591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-boy-meets-girl-when-i-met-you.html' title='when boy meets girl, when i met you'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SmH_TCrk1RI/AAAAAAAAAiM/zdLlGWpLXOU/s72-c/DSC00777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2632187210327392915</id><published>2009-06-24T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:29:55.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trailer park girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;holidays are over. into the first week of school but it still feels like holiday. did surprisingly well for my term tests. and my french teacher wants us to email him a letter on how our holidays went. practically it was work and work and more work and a little shopping. been working so very hard this hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gets really annoying how sometimes service providers aren't very trustworthy. GEARING UP for SAFRA bay run! paycheck's coming in soon! transformers 2 yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SkJTJfXkZjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/BEpNSBeiAPU/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SkJTJfXkZjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/BEpNSBeiAPU/s400/DSC00384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350930729773852210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my 2 feet look all so sexy in any footwear goosey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;don't kiss and tell just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cross that line &amp;amp; put your lips on mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no one should be lonely in this big old world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;make a little magic baby!&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/420602265660431009-2632187210327392915?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2632187210327392915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2632187210327392915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/06/trailer-park-girls.html' title='trailer park girls'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SkJTJfXkZjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/BEpNSBeiAPU/s72-c/DSC00384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8695961716453592809</id><published>2009-05-31T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:30:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA BAMBA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adidas Sundown Marathon 2009 babehh! i still can-not believe i completed the dang marathon. arrived fashionably late, managed to snap a few photos and did 10secs of stretching and off we went. started at a good 12.25 i think. having plenty of fun on the way. finished around 6.40am. bak chor mee, toilet finding frenzy &amp;amp; took a cab home. experience of a lifetime. and plenty of thanks to the people who kept running and stopping while i just walked real quick and made up to them. gave me the mental edge and a slight motivation. (: thanks to a certain shi yun for whatever is called motivation of i dunno what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SiKj3kHb0TI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CQtWNZeKMKc/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342012282997821746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SiKj3kHb0TI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CQtWNZeKMKc/s400/DSC00366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before the run. ryl, weilong, muah &amp;amp; rek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342014713797881522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SiKmFDjVLrI/AAAAAAAAAhs/kdkLF9G1V1k/s400/DSC00368.JPG" /&gt;from then, each signboard seemed further &amp;amp; further away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342015200975339986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SiKmhabfQdI/AAAAAAAAAh0/_BSOjBdDojc/s400/P310509_07.00%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adiZero LT family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342020877081864754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SiKrrzkvajI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Iz0-uLbHQX8/s400/DSC00373.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;84 NEXT YEAR!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you're like an indian summer&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of a winter&lt;br /&gt;like a hard candy&lt;br /&gt;with a surprise center&lt;br /&gt;with that little motivation&lt;br /&gt;in times of dire need&lt;br /&gt;what's next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-8695961716453592809?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8695961716453592809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8695961716453592809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-bamba.html' title='LA BAMBA!!!'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SiKj3kHb0TI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CQtWNZeKMKc/s72-c/DSC00366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-720953410200780613</id><published>2009-05-24T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T14:02:31.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to kiss and tell, don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mass was beautiful, as usual.. i love being a Christian and i love God. hahas! got hidden agenda. bloahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;KRIS ALLEN WON! and it was so right, people can only take Adam's screamin to a point. so predictable and nothing special. very talented though. boy next door won!! ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;saucony run was pretty awesome. but waking up at 5.30 in the morning ain't the highlight. crossing the finishing line with so many eyes staring at you, thats the relieve and a feeling that can never be attained. think i did 10.4km under 1hr. wasted like 8-10mins walking at the start when we were stuck at the back of the entire crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/ShjfbdpU5KI/AAAAAAAAAhc/5dc4IQxni2A/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339263021155148962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/ShjfbdpU5KI/AAAAAAAAAhc/5dc4IQxni2A/s400/DSC00320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BUY 4D!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;here i am, still holding on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;with every step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you climb another mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;with every breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's harder to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you'll make it through the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;weather the hurricane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;to get to that one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;when you think the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;is going nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;jsut when you've almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;gave up on your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;then take it by the hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;and show that you can.&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/420602265660431009-720953410200780613?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/720953410200780613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/720953410200780613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-kiss-and-tell-dont.html' title='to kiss and tell, don&apos;t'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/ShjfbdpU5KI/AAAAAAAAAhc/5dc4IQxni2A/s72-c/DSC00320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2633527432583116939</id><published>2009-05-05T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:29:59.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drawing board</title><content type='html'>church was heavenly as usual. half the time i was trying to sleep. till it was peace be with you. it was a case of so near yet so near!? and then wide awake i was. 9am mass here i come every sunday! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school suck as usual. especially with all the fuss on H1N1. so overrated. everything blows over like it always do. but whatever, prevention is always better than cure. just an idea for those who wishes to skip school. put a heat pack on ur forehead before you advance towards the thermal imagery scanner and a week without school here you go. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;the kind of control you have on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i've never acted this way before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;write a song with words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you've heard a million times before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO LOVE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-2633527432583116939?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2633527432583116939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2633527432583116939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/05/drawing-board.html' title='drawing board'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4094358391419171184</id><published>2009-04-29T02:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T02:35:32.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right back at you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SfdIee1Li5I/AAAAAAAAAhU/38Vg6rhRiH0/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329808372525665170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SfdIee1Li5I/AAAAAAAAAhU/38Vg6rhRiH0/s400/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;happy birthday mum!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll start with church. though it was the earliest mass, seeing that elusive face surely beats the having to wake up exceptionally early. something i really look forward to now everytime i wake up on a sunday having to drag my listless body out of the house and to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes are tiresome as usual and had dinner at my workplace. so engrossed with the food that i absolutely forgotten to take pictures. you know that feeling that you get when you are always seeing how the food is being prepared, serving the same old dishes till it bores you and how the customers indulge themselves in a world of flavours and when presented with one itself infront of you. what else can matter!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i swear that was totally exceptional and unbelievable happened when i was leaving suntec to citilink. im still quite taken aback by what happened and recovering from the shock, a good shock. something im glad happened. hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;no one is perfect&lt;br /&gt;until&lt;br /&gt;you fall in love with them&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw you&lt;br /&gt;i knew&lt;br /&gt;you were nothing&lt;br /&gt;but perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-4094358391419171184?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4094358391419171184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4094358391419171184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/04/right-back-at-you.html' title='right back at you'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SfdIee1Li5I/AAAAAAAAAhU/38Vg6rhRiH0/s72-c/DSC00296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-378867037615046727</id><published>2009-04-18T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T03:13:08.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessings in disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;much planning and plotting, again, have been done to make someone especially special for his birthday. actually one half of a birthday. other half belonged to the other twin. never have a birthday party been crashed with so much style and elegance and not definitely not forgetting making a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday rekky wong weiwei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325739211446075042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SejTmIicvqI/AAAAAAAAAhM/enRCazPU96M/s400/P160409_19.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;never have $1 cakes come to much better use..&lt;br /&gt;+ cheap 'champagne' all over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not forgetting a Happy 15th Birthday to Sarafina Leow Min Ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's my mind running in reverse&lt;br /&gt;trying not to forget who we were&lt;br /&gt;with the thoughts locked in my head&lt;br /&gt;of what you say and what you said&lt;br /&gt;here we go again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-378867037615046727?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/378867037615046727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420602265660431009&amp;postID=378867037615046727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/378867037615046727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/378867037615046727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessings-in-disguise.html' title='blessings in disguise'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SejTmIicvqI/AAAAAAAAAhM/enRCazPU96M/s72-c/P160409_19.05.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7518058619564838371</id><published>2009-04-13T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:40:01.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your silhouette</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now i can't wait to attend mass every weekend. hahas! the resurrection, the greatest celebration of the christian church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm like a bloody work-horse now. but what can i say. every penny counts. and finally the entire SLC gang can meet up and have a wonderful meal. where else but at my workplace. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323905848322100898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SeJQKWrdDqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Ep438FcojTs/s400/DSCF1398.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;dig what you seeing!? pork ribs ah, you cannibal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323906307554438114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SeJQlFc-a-I/AAAAAAAAAg0/w7dOxq_u-Lg/s400/DSCF1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the ching family portrait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;i just can't help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;but stare at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;relish all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;awesome beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;everytime our eyes met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;we looked away coyly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you're a wonderful delight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS TRULY A GREAT EASTER!! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-7518058619564838371?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7518058619564838371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7518058619564838371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-silhouette.html' title='your silhouette'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SeJQKWrdDqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Ep438FcojTs/s72-c/DSCF1398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3580093129125169867</id><published>2009-03-17T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:35:18.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a waltz with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;amp; oh what a relieve. finally back from my camp. boys' brigade camp with my primary school. did i mention i was in boys' brigade in primary school? rosyth anyway. went back as an old boy to help out. the numbers were pretty disappointing. after so many years, the strength of the company dropped from 60 over to just a mere 20. but even if there is still just 1 boy, bb will still go on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st Day&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after playing blackshot on garena till 6am. i finally dozed off and woke up from all the rattling and ranting my mum made. rushed down my chee cheong fun and embarked on my 5min walk to rosyth. upon arrival, introduction, briefing, ice breakers, devotion, lunch and set off for the 1st activity at bedok reservoir for the rope course. only a couple of boys made the cut for the maximum height of 1.4m for the kids course. while the rest sang songs entertaining all the ang mohs there. they didn't look to happy anyway. a light shower plus a loud long siren signifying a cat 1 lightning risk situation. to everyone's disbelief and Mother nature's unwillingness we had to depart for the campsite at sembawang. best part of the day? water games and getting the officer wet and soaked in dishwashing liquid at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314183584985120354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_F0JY__mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hSLFDoTHLAw/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;thats for all the cepat-jalan's &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;45*-to-ur-right-push-up-position-down! over the 4years. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;headed out to the big field at old holland road and played ZOVB. you'll find out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;clementi park was raided by a bunch of out-of-control little people wielding metal cans with chips running around, hiding behind trees and lying on the grass looking for other little people through little holes in their metal cans doing the exact same thing as each other.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_CoVcg26I/AAAAAAAAAf8/n-TlUkU1ds8/s1600-h/DSC_5953.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314180083527768994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_CoVcg26I/AAAAAAAAAf8/n-TlUkU1ds8/s400/DSC_5953.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats the ZOVB ball so to speak. dear oh dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbrF1p8JIoA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rbrF1p8JIoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how it looks like on the inside. feat. another old boy Timothy and myself. we are tall with long long legs. p.s. it's always a risk to have 2 people measuring 1.8m with long legs confined in a big old rubber ball staring at each other as the ball goes round and round, yes like the wheels on the bus. someone would get hurt or maybe both. but in this case, its just me, my crotch and a whole basket of agony. i can't seem to stress this enough so here goes.. for the last time - LONG legs.&lt;br /&gt;Apprécier!&lt;/p&gt;next up.. combat skirmish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314193396248065346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_OvPMXtUI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-0lWSbCR9z4/s400/DSC_6243.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;they don't necessarily make the best wartime soldiers the people of Singapore can count on. standing in the open and all but oh well whatever works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314194295034960914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_Pjjb3XBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/sYihzTZK4os/s400/Untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;oh and the old boys would prefer their faces not seen for the fear of being recognised as part of the mutiny of little people involved in making the job of the gardeners tougher,&lt;br /&gt;like its not tough enough already. hehss. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break camp. had loads of fun with all the little pricks and it was great reminiscing on good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314196358415426402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_RbqIGo2I/AAAAAAAAAgc/rJyrBglMtxE/s400/Untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;again.. i prefer not to be recognised as part of the little buggers disturbing&lt;br /&gt;the girls' brigade beside our bunks. gotta hand it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314199132144158594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_T9HEkR4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/QRNmAl6pxls/s400/DSCN1161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;all that innocence 6years back. thankss..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;the picture remains where it is&lt;br /&gt;everything that i adore&lt;br /&gt;it's in you &amp;amp; i can't dream&lt;br /&gt;sleepless nights have got me by&lt;br /&gt;the only dream i ever had&lt;br /&gt;lets not leave ourselves with no way out&lt;br /&gt;remember that i made a vow&lt;br /&gt;i meant it then and i sure as hell mean it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-3580093129125169867?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3580093129125169867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3580093129125169867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/03/waltz-with-you.html' title='a waltz with you'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/Sb_F0JY__mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hSLFDoTHLAw/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5006997841957918049</id><published>2009-03-13T21:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:02:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pen &amp; paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is so very terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the first thing that came to mind was that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my hair is nothing but short now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;short as in short short not short long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;job search during the recession period has proved itself once again fruitless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my results fell as expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nothing is going right it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;what else may come?&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and go Kris Allen for American Idol 2009! bloaghsss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;do you remember the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when we fell in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;do you remember the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when we first met girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;do you remember the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when we fell in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;do you remember the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;those sweet memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;will always be dear to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and girl no matter what was said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i will never forget what we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;now baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-m.jackson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5006997841957918049?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5006997841957918049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5006997841957918049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/03/pen-paper.html' title='pen &amp; paper'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2033873501970680364</id><published>2009-03-06T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:16:12.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stabbing pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;with both chalets over, job search is priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MONEY is the definitive issue bothering all teenagers in poly i would add.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEezaXMgXI/AAAAAAAAAfs/vWS3fe-80AM/s1600-h/P1010331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310059304245297522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEezaXMgXI/AAAAAAAAAfs/vWS3fe-80AM/s400/P1010331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; most were half-dead, others were pretty sober. TP BZE K806&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEd_1MbOgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/e5wu9ZMF2PM/s1600-h/De+BIG+unite!+(96).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310058418094684674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEd_1MbOgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/e5wu9ZMF2PM/s400/De+BIG+unite!+(96).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the PSLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEdfaRW0wI/AAAAAAAAAfc/R0IreD5TnqU/s1600-h/De+BIG+unite!+(55).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310057861111796482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEdfaRW0wI/AAAAAAAAAfc/R0IreD5TnqU/s400/De+BIG+unite!+(55).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; home time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEdSLMnwnI/AAAAAAAAAfU/OBeoMp3WbKA/s1600-h/De+BIG+unite!+(34).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310057633727103602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEdSLMnwnI/AAAAAAAAAfU/OBeoMp3WbKA/s400/De+BIG+unite!+(34).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; De BIG unite! deyi SLs alumni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;thoughts of you from deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;thoughts of you cloud up my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;je vous manqué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/420602265660431009-2033873501970680364?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2033873501970680364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2033873501970680364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/03/stabbing-pain.html' title='stabbing pain'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SbEezaXMgXI/AAAAAAAAAfs/vWS3fe-80AM/s72-c/P1010331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8715273210678178054</id><published>2009-02-19T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:27:04.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silhouette dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i don't know what can be worse. that studying is a bore or playing games till it bores you. either way, that feeling ain't cool. not the least. so is many other feelings. quantitative method is almost done, so is econs. just math now. what seems to be the sweetest to learn but also the toughest to master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowers, food, candles, chocolates. even with all these, it never is complete. something i picked up from listening to the radio and reading mags - never give fake flowers that look totally bogus and simply-made on v-day. hahas! love the meedia. never fails to give me something to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to studying folks&lt;br /&gt;my gpa on the line.&lt;br /&gt;salut! tous vous chats et chiens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-8715273210678178054?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8715273210678178054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8715273210678178054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/02/silhouette-dreams.html' title='silhouette dreams'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5617896783724180932</id><published>2009-02-08T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:34:15.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our love was the perfect crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i have never, i repeat NEVER! worked myself so hard in my life before. completing 3 seperate projects, studying for 3 seperate tests, preparing for 2 presentations and writing out the script for my french roleplay. ALL in a span of 5days. 5 FUCKING days mind youu. OMG! im simply going nuts. but its all cool now. except for the roleplay come tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CNY wasn't the best of CNYs. but just any ordinary CNY i've been through for the past 17 CNYs. though i cant really recall a single thing that happened during the first 16 CNYs. this school week gon be real short and then its study week and exams and 2months HOLIDAY! im really looking forward to this holidays. plenty to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta love megan fox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300449148325665586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SY76atv5GzI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oJjc4q_se74/s400/get+on+top+of+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hea. screw all of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm just a fool for you&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;i can't control myself&lt;br /&gt;or contain my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;it's eating me up inside&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5617896783724180932?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5617896783724180932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5617896783724180932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-love-was-perfect-crime.html' title='our love was the perfect crime'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SY76atv5GzI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oJjc4q_se74/s72-c/get+on+top+of+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6793125773970556762</id><published>2009-01-24T21:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:32:32.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't speak, liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i was nuts just now. i went to mix rice and maggi noodles and fried them for my lunch. chopped garlic, 4 crabmeat, 5 meat balls &amp;amp; poked an egg and fried all of em. well, i cant say it was bad it was... tasteful. just that i added a ton of oyster muchroom sauce, soy sauce and black sauce. also i think i cracked the egg too soft and i was so friggin worried, i POKED the dam egg. POKED! with my finger! hoping it would all just flow out. in the end i had to tear the membrane around the yolk so it would flow out cause the hole i poked was so small the yolk wouldn't flow out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what have i learnt from the ordeal!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;always hit it harder when cracking the egg the first time and don't let me get hold of an egg under any circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sign up for the adidas sundown marathon ystd. had to drag my listless body all the way to raffles place to pay. i think the staff would be thinking, 'damn, what are marathons turning into? a damn nature hike!?' i had a perfectly good reason, i didn't sleep the whole night/morning the night/morning. i was so afraid i'd be late. but i still was, but a damn cab ride was all it took. bloaghs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that marks the end of my ferrero rochers. giving me the coughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294831622668090610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SXsFTr6i_PI/AAAAAAAAAe4/KRQ1n4Otd-U/s400/my+flied+rice+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being a top chef was one of my ambitions. guess not huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294854252647993186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SXsZ47KMz2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/dp3kFhjcCs8/s400/my+notice+board+24.01.09.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my new and revamped 'notice board'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you dropped the note and we changed key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you changed yourself and i changed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i really didn't see us singing through this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;then you screamed the bridge and i cried the verse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;and our chorus came out unrehearsed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you smiled the whole way through it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess maybe that's what's worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;spendid though it was.&lt;br /&gt;it saved you part of your recess money&lt;br /&gt;but again, maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im content still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6793125773970556762?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/6793125773970556762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420602265660431009&amp;postID=6793125773970556762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6793125773970556762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6793125773970556762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-speak-liar.html' title='don&apos;t speak, liar'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SXsFTr6i_PI/AAAAAAAAAe4/KRQ1n4Otd-U/s72-c/my+flied+rice+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4907916288347368562</id><published>2009-01-18T17:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:01:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've turned into a drug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;projects!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;projects!projects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;projects!projects!projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more and more darn projects. STOP! damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this brother right here don't need more work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292569502917712786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SXL76_J525I/AAAAAAAAAeU/bSeDhx4zxT0/s400/DSC04974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;finally got this picture from MaMan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;betrayal is the most defining trait of human beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;word..&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/420602265660431009-4907916288347368562?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4907916288347368562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4907916288347368562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/01/youve-turned-into-drug.html' title='you&apos;ve turned into a drug'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SXL76_J525I/AAAAAAAAAeU/bSeDhx4zxT0/s72-c/DSC04974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1188188996578374736</id><published>2009-01-05T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:30:20.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Blitz</title><content type='html'>dang i didn't do as well as i expected for term tests. Boo~~ i pinky swear to myself im am gonna start studying so diligently. never have i been so disappointed in my results. hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the start to the new year was a pretty grey one. it ain't all fun and with fireworks. bloaghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im changing the walls of my room from the darkest red to grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;from the top of my lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;but i'm afraid someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;would hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you can only blame your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;problems on my words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1188188996578374736?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1188188996578374736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1188188996578374736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2009/01/media-blitz.html' title='Media Blitz'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1047124860235375319</id><published>2008-12-26T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:02:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>être amoureux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my new seahorse mattress sure comforts any weary soul and puts you to sleep instantaneously. did i say instantaneously? cuz im sure i did. well it sure is comfy alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;class bbq wasn't tad bad. quite fun actually, the class bonded. cept for some uncle-f**king freak who didn't turn up when he agreed. *notice its singular and a 'he'!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well what do you say! its Christmas! and im not getting any younger - what my clock tries to tell me everyday i wake up and stares at it. dang i hate that clock. but its another year till the next Christmas, and untill then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283783038196213330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SVPErbXrZlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-rq6cN49X8I/s400/n594902967_1173786_5116.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;it was the best picture of the night. blame the camera if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283783190590005426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SVPE0TFMILI/AAAAAAAAAeE/i-L-C40R03E/s400/n594902967_1173784_4657.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;when you and me collide. in flashes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283783549524729138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SVPFJMN5XTI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2ioDSCqCosc/s400/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;so much for a Christmas meal. bloaghs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;it ain't enough when you say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;doncha know, you gotta mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;screwing up the best thing ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;something 'll regret forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1047124860235375319?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1047124860235375319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1047124860235375319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/12/tre-amoureux.html' title='être amoureux'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SVPErbXrZlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/-rq6cN49X8I/s72-c/n594902967_1173786_5116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6561470452710665696</id><published>2008-12-22T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:05:00.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;damn that swee lee factory outlet sale. all the cheap stuff gone so quickly. i shall start saving so i can buy that drumset i set my eyess on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i finally got a new phone. sony ericsson c902. budget budget. and the damn new sim card's not activated. the person told me it would take an hour and its been hours. with the 'S'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friggin finally got my pay and its time to go SHOPPING! til i crap myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and my dear classmates, dont put unwanted stress on me okay!? im the one planning the good damn bbq aite!? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OH! OH! OH! and i stayed up late last night to make tang yuan with my mama. although it taste kinda weird when it was cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282297893290264370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SU598ndcRzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/OIfPzTA6ePo/s400/21.12.08+tang+yuan+making+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;obviously you know which were the ones i made. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282298525044178754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SU5-hY7T_0I/AAAAAAAAAds/SeCYHIK1oU0/s400/21.12.08+tang+yuan+making+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my roti planta, not very donut-like donut &amp;amp; 2-coloured heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*no molds were killed in the making*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282299285551320338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SU5_NqCWDRI/AAAAAAAAAd0/BFP--KQLYYs/s400/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"all i can give, boo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;do you remember, girl. was the one who gave you your first kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i remember, girl, was the one who said put your lips like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;even though we use to argue it’s all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you will always be&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/420602265660431009-6561470452710665696?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6561470452710665696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6561470452710665696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/12/what.html' title='WHAT!?!?!?'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SU598ndcRzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/OIfPzTA6ePo/s72-c/21.12.08+tang+yuan+making+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4006144377866185946</id><published>2008-12-11T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:02:12.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a schnook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i could safely say term tests are finally friggin' over! the worst is over and whats left is qmethods/business-statistics. Math2 was complicated downright complicated but whatever. Econs was like a gentle current of air passing by. Hahas! gi-ge-di gi-ge-di.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now new fears are acting up for goodness sake. you'd understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206096171416098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/ST_0erWZOiI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HkKjMGNLnMM/s400/IMG_3156.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this ain't it! but well he is a grumpy old man,&lt;br /&gt;when he is having bowl noodles and 100plus at 3 in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; about half-way dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206491303146290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/ST_01rVI8zI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kDtyMHQn3ms/s400/blocked.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;anyone dig it!? ahhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278203500311543858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/ST_yHlBLADI/AAAAAAAAAWg/h5d9Fvg9S1k/s400/P03-FZ725B-91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;know how much is this babeh after discount!?&lt;br /&gt;500 for the entire thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but i ain't got cash man. someone buy it for me for christmas?&lt;br /&gt;puhleazzzzzzzzz!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;someone!?&lt;br /&gt;anyone!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;give it to me babehh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh-huh! uh-huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;give it to me babehh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh-huh! uh-huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;give it to me babehh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh-huh! uh-huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;else imma kick your lily arse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-4006144377866185946?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/4006144377866185946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420602265660431009&amp;postID=4006144377866185946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4006144377866185946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4006144377866185946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-schnook.html' title='what a schnook!'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/ST_0erWZOiI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HkKjMGNLnMM/s72-c/IMG_3156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7186349918929529648</id><published>2008-11-27T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T03:20:39.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imperative mood</title><content type='html'>this is not happening is it? term tests are here so friggin soon already. french tests were in a good way very bad. ahas! 2more weeks till the hols babehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cooked spaghetti bolognese and whipped up some salad for dinner on sunday. me cook! how cool is that. i was like 'wheres this, wheres that' and my mum ended up having to cook a little too. bloaghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SS2fM-cB5UI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6J1dpQk5Ow0/s1600-h/IMG_3148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273045783988528450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SS2fM-cB5UI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6J1dpQk5Ow0/s400/IMG_3148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;délicieux&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;cuz you keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;coming back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i feel a little better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;than i did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;c'est toi&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/420602265660431009-7186349918929529648?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7186349918929529648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7186349918929529648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/11/imperative-mood.html' title='imperative mood'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SS2fM-cB5UI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6J1dpQk5Ow0/s72-c/IMG_3148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1523732443629009050</id><published>2008-11-19T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:09:45.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the anomaly about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;awaiting the arrival of COD 5 and RA 3! can't wait to play em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some freelance work thats like manual labor. some pictures below. took us like 24hrs to complete scrapping some shit sticker thats stuck to a stationery shop glass panel for 2years. and then came a security guard came around on the 3rd day we were working roughly around 9pm and told us we need contractor passes to work. HAHA! like we are still students but it looked like if we weren't gonna get those passes his gonna eat us up. and i wouldn't want that. i tried being real polite and nice but ARGH you. thinks his some big shot. ya physically yes. suck on that. bloaghs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270038575190236210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SSLwKYrR3DI/AAAAAAAAAV4/xSI2qxtb-4k/s400/IMG_3072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;real manual labor and we treated the place like our dining area &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SSLxPzDhhLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/HpNM3Xa7osE/s1600-h/IMG_3077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270039767682221234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SSLxPzDhhLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/HpNM3Xa7osE/s400/IMG_3077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suck on those passes bitach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270041821255309250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SSLzHVNgF8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/CWoXG6Q-N-s/s400/IMG_3078.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;he'd totally go berserk if he finds out, ahAHs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;with all my faith&lt;br /&gt;and all my heart&lt;br /&gt;and all those simple things&lt;br /&gt;you are&lt;br /&gt;the perfect story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1523732443629009050?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1523732443629009050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1523732443629009050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/11/anomaly-about-you.html' title='the anomaly about you'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SSLwKYrR3DI/AAAAAAAAAV4/xSI2qxtb-4k/s72-c/IMG_3072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7390757848828396481</id><published>2008-11-11T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:42:50.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somebody said to me</title><content type='html'>i'm good, very good. im just kinda elated. did more and more shopping nowadays. can't wait to watch qos with my beloved momma whom helped me get a ton of discounts with her credit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campus Care Network Day is coming up! get down real wet and dirty with car wash. i can't really be bothered to go out with my classmates now since i've got money to earn. who doesn't like more cashh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHH! and i drew this thing. darn cute can for Problem-Solving &amp;amp; Process Skills problem description presentation for my group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267068771378051826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRhjJDWKuvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/veg80o9UMl0/s400/badminton+smash+angle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;if you are smart enough, you can figure it out. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit&lt;br /&gt;que tu m'aimais encore&lt;br /&gt;serait-ce possible alors?&lt;br /&gt;can't get enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-7390757848828396481?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7390757848828396481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7390757848828396481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/11/somebody-said-to-me.html' title='somebody said to me'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRhjJDWKuvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/veg80o9UMl0/s72-c/badminton+smash+angle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1326047139288431282</id><published>2008-11-07T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:51:32.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sour girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRRhWVwAoDI/AAAAAAAAAVg/SQ75-R1EC9c/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265940900726480946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRRhWVwAoDI/AAAAAAAAAVg/SQ75-R1EC9c/s400/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just a reminder of myself back then, when things were sensational. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ain't gon walk long distances in my mocassin anymore. my toes felt like they were mutilated bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a fair bit of shopping after i know im getting my pay from doing freelance field work for this marketing company. save the rest of the moneey for Christmas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; have no slightest idea&lt;br /&gt;how it feels to not know&lt;br /&gt;this all seems so ridicule&lt;br /&gt;don't make me say the&lt;br /&gt;obvious, without&lt;br /&gt;i promised  that&lt;br /&gt;through it all, i'll be there&lt;br /&gt;i'm just praying, hoping&lt;br /&gt; don't burn and fade&lt;br /&gt;but all i can see is me&lt;br /&gt;defying nature's laws.&lt;br /&gt;am i even at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1326047139288431282?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1326047139288431282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1326047139288431282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/11/sour-girl.html' title='sour girl'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRRhWVwAoDI/AAAAAAAAAVg/SQ75-R1EC9c/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4366380140803669334</id><published>2008-11-06T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:25:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>devilish grin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;3M nexcare acne patch works wonders. i had to get the pack of 36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;celebration for muthu's birthday was way cool. near the end when we asked the restaurant staff to bring in his coffee cake the manager i suppose asked if we wanted whipped cream on the birthday boy. how cool is that!? there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206236089724034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRHFLOtMrII/AAAAAAAAAVI/dJ_GZnHpVes/s400/04112008037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;it's a restaurant, if you are that dumb. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265207116656369378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRHF-fEpXuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/mpgs0Q8dB3w/s400/04112008026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;'ching' family portrait. (not in picture - Julia Kwan ching ching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265208146292220034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRHG6aw9oII/AAAAAAAAAVY/podmdj7glpg/s400/04112008023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we almost died trying to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;forgive me for i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;trying to find my calling&lt;br /&gt;just like clockwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you're in control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you talk like one but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you got me fucked up&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/420602265660431009-4366380140803669334?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/4366380140803669334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420602265660431009&amp;postID=4366380140803669334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4366380140803669334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4366380140803669334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/11/devilish-grin.html' title='devilish grin'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SRHFLOtMrII/AAAAAAAAAVI/dJ_GZnHpVes/s72-c/04112008037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7612508920605752408</id><published>2008-11-01T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:26:47.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQwbXMCJStI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gBSNDInr_3M/s1600-h/broken+toenail+31.10.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263612149670431442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQwbXMCJStI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gBSNDInr_3M/s400/broken+toenail+31.10.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the latest gruesome pedicure i recieved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm screamin at the top of my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-7612508920605752408?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7612508920605752408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7612508920605752408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/11/bird.html' title='the bird'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQwbXMCJStI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gBSNDInr_3M/s72-c/broken+toenail+31.10.08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5930621323680766532</id><published>2008-10-29T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:20:45.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>squeeze sax &amp; blow pipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQdIpZqGomI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zu6zH2g0AI4/s1600-h/IMG_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262254565705032290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQdIpZqGomI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zu6zH2g0AI4/s400/IMG_2832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SWEET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamming with you guys for the first time ain't all that bad, we had a load of fun and laughter. and i could say we managed to finish one song. with the sound being that bad and the instruments sounding like shit. Max Payne could be improved. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first french tutorial wasnt tad lousy as i imagined. it was kinda cute rather. the tutor was having so much fun humming tunes and singing songs. learnt a fair bit of francais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's about the hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;of maybe it can always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;happen again anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;so why not take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5930621323680766532?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5930621323680766532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5930621323680766532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/10/squeeze-sax-blow-pipes.html' title='squeeze sax &amp; blow pipes'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQdIpZqGomI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zu6zH2g0AI4/s72-c/IMG_2832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2594213060423906795</id><published>2008-10-26T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:55:12.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally did some shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQNNpHBNv1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ONLtRDjtRFo/s1600-h/3M+Nexcare+Acne+Patch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261134158352990034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQNNpHBNv1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ONLtRDjtRFo/s400/3M+Nexcare+Acne+Patch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my new facial relieve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Once you realise that there are take-aways at restaurants, you don't need a girlfriend anymore. Just friends, with benefits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you'll remain here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;always have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;always will&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/420602265660431009-2594213060423906795?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2594213060423906795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2594213060423906795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweet-surrender.html' title='sweet surrender'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SQNNpHBNv1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/ONLtRDjtRFo/s72-c/3M+Nexcare+Acne+Patch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6099624483888308869</id><published>2008-10-23T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:17:55.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad premonition</title><content type='html'>school's a total bore. classmates got different schedules can go out after class or have lunch together even. applied for CDS and i got french. tutorial is at IT school and its right before emath2 at engine block 22. from the very end of engine block i've gotta be at IT block 4 across the entire school front within 15mins. not adding the fact that i might get lost in IT block. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i have to wake up in the morning only on mon, wed &amp;amp; fridays. thats the only satisfactory part of my timetable but i dont see much good in it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260026820736619906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SP9ehk8IlYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rBxd_jM0nFI/s400/DSC01473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;what does it look like we're doing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;take one word you said now&lt;br /&gt;through the thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;each and every day&lt;br /&gt;theres a reason for the words&lt;br /&gt;You &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bonne nuit!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6099624483888308869?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6099624483888308869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6099624483888308869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-premonition.html' title='bad premonition'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SP9ehk8IlYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rBxd_jM0nFI/s72-c/DSC01473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2891639934998642331</id><published>2008-10-18T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:21:51.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picket fence love</title><content type='html'>holidays are over. the thought of it kills me. not that i dont wanna see my schoolmates again but studying!? what a chore. at least i watch loads of movies and tv series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NO FREAKING CDS. dang i want my french! freaking troublesome, still have to apply manually in school and miss a week or two of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy brothers &amp;amp; sisters when school reopens, still finding a way to download chuck, waiting for reaper &amp;amp; tslotat. still screening gg, lipstick jungle &amp;amp; 90210. oh and gg REVEALED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for this barbeque where we(me, sean, fiona, bel) barbequed chicken wings which no one eats. BECAUSE no one wanna eat already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father christmas im sure you know what i want for christmas. ive been a real good boy to my expectations. and i got you a discount so get it for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping with michelle wasnt too bad. her battery life lasted longer than usual. oh and i got a muffler for my drumstick. PLAY THAT FUNKY MUSIC WHITE BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun O level candidates 2008. bloaghs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll be loving you until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;truth be told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;truth be told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;im lying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;morning's first light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-2891639934998642331?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2891639934998642331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2891639934998642331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/10/picket-fence-love.html' title='picket fence love'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3160951154902092179</id><published>2008-10-09T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:15:51.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>underclassed</title><content type='html'>you cant believe the relieve i got after my 3rd and final hep A &amp;amp; B jab until i heard i had to come in after 2months for blood test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated auntie jany's birthday yesterday. how i hate birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to watching 90210 &amp;amp; lipstick jungle. while waiting for tslotat to be aired next year and gg come tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;sundays to remember&lt;br /&gt;im dying to get inside&lt;br /&gt;forgive me im trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;to find my calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;have you seen this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;running through my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-3160951154902092179?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3160951154902092179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3160951154902092179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/10/underclassed.html' title='underclassed'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8400268176439063899</id><published>2008-10-05T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:44:18.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tslotat &amp; gg</title><content type='html'>the people most special to you,&lt;br /&gt;are those who understands you,&lt;br /&gt;that brings out the best in you,&lt;br /&gt;and not hold you back&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; vice versa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-8400268176439063899?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8400268176439063899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8400268176439063899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/10/tslotat-gg.html' title='tslotat &amp; gg'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5098584304538607657</id><published>2008-09-26T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:03:25.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>embrasser mon âne</title><content type='html'>falling in love, is such an easy thing to do. birds can do it, we can do it. lets stop talking, lets get to it. lets fall in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;what an on-screen crush!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5098584304538607657?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5098584304538607657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5098584304538607657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/09/embrasser-mon-ne.html' title='embrasser mon âne'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4744021597100677323</id><published>2008-09-19T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:05:03.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i got the money, honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finding out one thing you really care about. That one special thing that means more to you than anything else in the world. And when you find her, you fight for her, you risk it all. You put her in front of everything, your future; your life. All of it. And maybe all this stuff you do for her isn’t all that clean. But you know what, it doesn’t matter. Because in your heart you know, that the juice was worth the squeeze. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-4744021597100677323?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4744021597100677323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4744021597100677323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-i-got-money-honey.html' title='if i got the money, honey'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5248972244360248663</id><published>2008-09-15T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:11:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gag on my piccolo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I WANNA LOVE ELISHA CUTHBERT! omg&lt;br /&gt;my dream girl would be just like her, the way she appears in movies &amp;amp; shows that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a relationship with her is like a story of 2 people that loves, cares &amp;amp; trusts with patience. a little bit of mystery here and there, always full of crazy-ness, playing hard to get therefore a little challenge. lastly, just a tinge of beauty &amp;amp; sexy-ness makes it all so complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IT WOULD BE SO EXCITING! life will no longer see the face of boredom again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1-in-a-million, whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;results are out. you could say im pleased but man can never be contented with oneself. i will never wake up late again else id get below 85% for attendance and get a bloody P which is equivalent to 1.0grade point. what a load of horse shit, you get detention in secondary school now its tertiary and its like that. my class has 21people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245918129306016994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SM0-vpoRHOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/SXPP9UqLWQI/s400/sem1+results.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;                                  for the record, im not even the top few, like in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you got everything you want&lt;br /&gt;everything's going down&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stop &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;i can't break myself away&lt;br /&gt;if you feel a certain presence&lt;br /&gt;right beside you&lt;br /&gt;that would be me&lt;br /&gt;from wherever i am&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; its because i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5248972244360248663?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5248972244360248663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5248972244360248663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/09/gag-on-my-piccolo.html' title='gag on my piccolo'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SM0-vpoRHOI/AAAAAAAAAUg/SXPP9UqLWQI/s72-c/sem1+results.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8660436534275387243</id><published>2008-09-08T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T03:12:25.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>humped around</title><content type='html'>what a record! i stayed home for an entire week my dear friends. last sunday i went out for church and since then my foot has never stepped out of my house not even breathing the air outside. and i left house for church again yesterday. ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there you go momma, you've always wanted me to stay home be a good boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;another 6weeks of holidays what am i gon do. at least for now i know i've gotta sleep to be even able to try to wake up at 12noon to meet up yall classmates. have been wakin up at 4 or 5pm now for the past 6days? anyone sees this call me to wake me up aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im feelin a little horny and hungry right now for no apparent reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243357625836685826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SMQl-u5UygI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EV-Z40QyMAk/s400/banana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;there you go little girls, take it all in for uncle rainer is coming to get you. ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;found somebody who&lt;br /&gt;makes you change yo ways&lt;br /&gt;you wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;it gon feel tougher now&lt;br /&gt;miss a day without your friend&lt;br /&gt;your whole life's off track&lt;br /&gt;it's all you think about&lt;br /&gt;everything don't matter no more&lt;br /&gt;hang up and you call right back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-8660436534275387243?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8660436534275387243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8660436534275387243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/09/humped-around.html' title='humped around'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SMQl-u5UygI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EV-Z40QyMAk/s72-c/banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1666349172551938026</id><published>2008-09-05T03:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:04:53.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empowered by adrenaline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;been at home everyday now since exams were over. no motivation to do no nuthing, can't be bothered to find a job though my bank account's runnin dry. stayed at home and watch movies and play games. and its been fucking pouring all the time great weather to sleep. waking up at 3 4 pm everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a list of movies ive watched at home so far since exam ended. i was really bored so i watched them again.&lt;br /&gt;- 300&lt;br /&gt;- Alvin &amp;amp; The Chipmunks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- American Pie (victoria's hot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- American Pie 2 (victoria's still hot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- American Pie 3 The Wedding (oee grandma!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- American Pie 4 Band Camp (100% stiffy juice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- American Pie 5 Naked Mile (bullsh!t)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- American Pie Beta House (betas 4 life baby!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Be Kind Rewind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Catch Me If You Can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Drumline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Eurotrip (twins made out! mieke is gorgeous)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Forbidden Desires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Get Smart's Bruce &amp;amp; Lloyd Out of Control (must watch!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Harold &amp;amp; Kumar 2 Escape from Guantanamo Bay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- I Now Pronounce You Chuck &amp;amp; Larry (Mr. February)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Just Follow Law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Just My Luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Meet The Spartans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Smith (jolie soo hot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Music &amp;amp; Lyrics (the 1st movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Never Back Down (amber heard!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Semi-Pro (hairy movie!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Space Chimps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Step Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Step Up 2 The Streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Stomp The Yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Superhero Movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Bank Job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Devil Wears Prada (lovee anne hathaway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Forbidden Kingdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Hottie &amp;amp; The Nottie (hilton chick!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Hunt for Eagle One: Crash Point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Longest Yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Love Guru (FHM 2007 sexiest ladeh! ALBA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Game Plan (that cute lil girl!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- The Girl Next Door (i dream of elisha everynight now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242099112058919426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SL-tXlupmgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jbDSf5QVa6Y/s400/woman+%3D+problems.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a logical explanation for all the troubled guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242099692625856834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SL-t5YgmCUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QsFaPWGOsiY/s400/cute+wolf.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;during a lag during the game, my teammate zeus was luring creeps. check out the alpha wolf, small cute &amp;amp; adorable. if only it could have been my pet wolf. lawl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;time won't let me go&lt;br /&gt;whenever i look back&lt;br /&gt;i see the best moments&lt;br /&gt;of my life came from TV&lt;br /&gt;all those precious moments&lt;br /&gt;when i was trusting&lt;br /&gt;he was behind thrusting&lt;br /&gt;it's a two way thing&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1666349172551938026?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1666349172551938026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1666349172551938026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/09/empowered-by-adrenaline.html' title='empowered by adrenaline'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SL-tXlupmgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jbDSf5QVa6Y/s72-c/woman+%3D+problems.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5492994094366948436</id><published>2008-08-27T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:50:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've never changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;exams are finally over. a two month break begins. watched midnight movie death race with derek, weiming, ch, goro, wenjie &amp;amp; jany. super nice can!? the main actress is darn hot! slacked at downtown macs till morn and went home. just came back from meeting with raymond w, shah n danial. had dinner at prate house thomson, rojak at chomp chomp area and chatted at tavistock park serangoon. &amp;amp; i think imma suffer from a hangover later. fucking tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8R0JoSfLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Apv-rqlbBrU/s1600-h/blocked+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237424479290948786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8R0JoSfLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Apv-rqlbBrU/s400/blocked+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; presenting to you! blocked face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i do during my free time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i took away from learning arts at deyi. well im not saying the teaching is bad. but rather the student was hopeless. so its not the teacher all the time. but in my case i learnt something. the dotting technique! see the plentiful dots all over!? super pretty can! what a unique artistic talent i've acquired. haha! HaHa! HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5492994094366948436?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5492994094366948436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5492994094366948436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-never-changed.html' title='i&apos;ve never changed'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8R0JoSfLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Apv-rqlbBrU/s72-c/blocked+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5404163564440200129</id><published>2008-08-23T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T02:51:42.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your my locomotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;this gon be a rather long post i think. but thats only my conjecture. see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it dates really far back to lemme see.. oh to the day my class went to IKEA. tuesday thats it tuesday. went there to have lunch after the last lesson with Sandra. had like umm meatballs, cold prawns, fried chicken &amp;amp; drinks. went shopping round with derek, weiming &amp;amp; jonita while the rest headed back. was late for bus fund as usual. and its our last lesson so we fooled around with mr yee &amp;amp; his *ahem* toy. (u'll see)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237410661923097794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8FP37FDMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UU6Kij8dm8w/s400/12082008662.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;ahhh there we go victor, thats right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237410873086477234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8FcKkWg7I/AAAAAAAAATA/MqRhIP27XUM/s400/12082008668.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;hey! don't say! we tried to resist alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411018315101346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8FknljdKI/AAAAAAAAATI/1PzxRB2VDzw/s400/12082008672.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;so that was his 'toy' no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;racks brain for quite a bit now......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still racking......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahhhh.. friday! went for effcom. realised my attendace was below 85% so i had an ungraded pass. fookamac i say fook-a-mac! nevermind. so grand cathay it was for meet dave with rek, chin, jas, goro, joce &amp;amp; wm. our caretaker for that day was none other than aunty jany! and jocelyn's the fish man on hellboy 2. went to study after that at suntec's mac with derek, ch, jany n goro. well thats because national library didn't have any space left. and michy called and she had a pair of sandals from num for me! omg so happy luhh. my old BP strap tore so she came over and passed me the sandals. hsh. thanks dawg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411333677695922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8F2-Z2w7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/mACs3aqx6vo/s400/P1010279.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;changed from this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411746186122242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8GO_Hh1AI/AAAAAAAAATg/ZFIGDTql67o/s400/P1010287.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;i helped her bring her pair home. so i guess it didn't hurt ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sunday. i skipped shopping for groceries with ma mum to get my sandals changed. went to vivo with mich had pastamania and chatted a long while plus mich's treat to ben n jerrys. mich got had strawberry cheesecake &amp;amp; chocolate chip cookie dough while i had kiwi strawberry sorbet &amp;amp; lemonade sorbet + a free scoop of jamaica me crazy(mix of pineapple n passion fruit). so we went to change our sandals. i got pretty caught up in a dilemma to choose not-so-pretty but comfortable havaianas or pretty but not-so-comfy braziliano praia. my pick?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411875524790034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8GWg8RRxI/AAAAAAAAATo/UJp_kthzEYA/s400/17-08-08_1512.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;there we goo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237412118896592482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8GkrkoRmI/AAAAAAAAATw/jsjz8ry4AK4/s400/17-08-08_1527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just thought it looked cool thats all. hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237411521423116434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8GB5z2iJI/AAAAAAAAATY/qqdJjL_2Q3Y/s400/P1010283.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;to this. now you knoww knoww knowww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been studying at amk lib everyday since mon for exams. engine fund was not too bad. a breather before bus fund and engine math on coming mon. ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so thats that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;it don't get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't wanna ramble no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;like a silly joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i saw on TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;that same ol feelin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;shrug it off i tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;your a time bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;etched in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;im only fooling myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;KV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5404163564440200129?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5404163564440200129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5404163564440200129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-my-locomotion.html' title='your my locomotion'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SK8FP37FDMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UU6Kij8dm8w/s72-c/12082008662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6322944470021652251</id><published>2008-08-11T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:39:22.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we intertwined</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i just lorvee durians. just that heavenly smell and taste when you put it in your mouth. the meat just melts, its flavour exploding in your mouth, bitter sweet, tender and chewy. haha! my mum bought 5 durians and the durian guy cut it open and packed it for us. tasty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh oh! and derek &amp;amp; alvin almost kissed each other once when they turned at the same time facing each other. their lips almost collided. taking each others first kiss from each other! AHAHAS! okay dam mean.. but whatever. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233283867781702018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SKBb81vpIYI/AAAAAAAAASo/dOBdc5EDj0g/s400/lu+lian.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 of the 5boxes of durians in my fridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233284069095520706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SKBcIjsmOcI/AAAAAAAAASw/0ITKGtHfb50/s400/old+nuinui.JPG" border="0" /&gt;when she was in secondary 2 (off the heritage wall)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;too much of a coincidence&lt;br /&gt;just like vines we did&lt;br /&gt;then we lived carelessly&lt;br /&gt;watched each other grow&lt;br /&gt;woke up beside each other&lt;br /&gt;frantically searching&lt;br /&gt;for you now, i will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6322944470021652251?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6322944470021652251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6322944470021652251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-intertwined.html' title='we intertwined'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SKBb81vpIYI/AAAAAAAAASo/dOBdc5EDj0g/s72-c/lu+lian.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1157739288982180309</id><published>2008-08-09T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:21:33.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rides to the airport, Changi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello 2008 Beijing Olympics and 43rd National Day.&lt;br /&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;im not a great fan on the olympics and frankly speaking, the national day too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i ain't the least excited that these 2 events are happening at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s. jonita ain't a bit patriotic &amp;amp; she is not patriotic. don't be fooled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lunch was great with derek, weiming and alvin. had it at the restaurant i used to work at. Country Spoon. great world city 01-22 or is it 21. nvm. 15bucks for a full meal complete with soup w/ pastry, 1/2 chicken with peach slices, homemade coleslaw and baked potato &amp;amp; ice-cream and brownie. after that alvin went back, junwen paid for our cab fare to causeway point so we could all catch love guru together. i tell ya. the show, totally rocks my socks man! hilarious. &amp;amp; rek doesn't eat vegies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bottomline: JESSICA ALBA IS HOT! so is chelsie hightower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DAMNED! love em'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pictures from tuesday's wrtoral. other half had their presentations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232442071972405042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJ1eV3-5XzI/AAAAAAAAASI/dGt1ZNGumWg/s400/SNV30758.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;see the umm couple wear!? ahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232442271372285906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJ1eheziF9I/AAAAAAAAASQ/FrtOL6aMMI0/s400/SNV30760.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we tried not to laugh as it is. "L0L"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232442378033204018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJ1ensJeizI/AAAAAAAAASY/kzFWGIez1b8/s400/SNV30765.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;da girlss (they wanted me in this picture though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232442502827399346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJ1eu9Cu2LI/AAAAAAAAASg/aROFq60rOk4/s400/SNV30767.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;hunks with Sandra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i desperately miss those times&lt;br /&gt;reliving them seems like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;accomplishing the impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;damned myself&lt;br /&gt;never thought not having you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;here now would hurt so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes, just sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;it would hurt real bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;ARGH! fuck myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1157739288982180309?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/1157739288982180309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420602265660431009&amp;postID=1157739288982180309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1157739288982180309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1157739288982180309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/08/rides-to-airport-changi.html' title='rides to the airport, Changi.'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJ1eV3-5XzI/AAAAAAAAASI/dGt1ZNGumWg/s72-c/SNV30758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5849128288884997797</id><published>2008-08-03T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:36:58.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long haired hippie</title><content type='html'>im a long haired hippie.&lt;br /&gt;so if could help it.&lt;br /&gt;else shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK the world.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK them.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK love.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK studies.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK it &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oral hygiene day, got myself colgate 360 and&lt;br /&gt;"complete your brushing with Listerine".&lt;br /&gt;FUCK that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese cake never fails to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;but still, FUCK you cheese cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face fucking hurts&lt;br /&gt;after the unbearable pain&lt;br /&gt;the woman caused&lt;br /&gt;during the facial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'when the whole world&lt;br /&gt;turns their backs on me&lt;br /&gt;and deserts me,&lt;br /&gt;thats when i'll love myself more'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop has a saviour.&lt;br /&gt;a Genius notebook cooler.&lt;br /&gt;how ingenious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;my heart is obliterated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;leave me please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;why won't you just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;fucking leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5849128288884997797?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5849128288884997797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5849128288884997797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-haired-hippie.html' title='long haired hippie'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3919922097006899485</id><published>2008-08-01T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T02:28:33.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you lately</title><content type='html'>school school school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had presentation for wrtoral on tues. met ch at rek's house outside than his father fetched us. presentation was pretty flyy. rek was totally off the hook i tell ya. took photos and then went to vivo with rek, weiming and jocelyn. walked the entire vivo even wandered to harbourfront centre to had dinner at pastamania. spammed cheese ma fav! oeeee! and walked like ice ages to finally find a piece of clothing that jocelyn would buy. a blue peranakan dress. ahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229239205923312834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJH9WiKa1MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bSU9WCDj7S4/s400/29072008605.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we look.. a lil tad different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229239477313539458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJH9mVK5DYI/AAAAAAAAARY/7s4HDfAnE2I/s400/29072008608.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the rest call us the three musketeers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wed! i headed back to deyi after class to grace the 2nd student leaders' council investiture. im so glad that SLC worked out pretty well after my batch being the first. Deyi SLC rocks!? ahahas! and everytime i go back to deyi, mr soon gets reminded of a bet he dearly lost, lost. pooled with sean and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY! the new hobby of our class was gossiping. goro made the headlines today. i tried to keep it a secret. but in the end the whole class knew. goro &amp;amp; _ _ _ _ _. dear oh dear. gossip or not, or is it just a rumour? i leave it up to you. ((: guess we all know best. and now he has a blog weird aye!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today it was suppose to be a class outing? to catch money no enough 2. in the end only 6 people went. me, derek, weiming, chinhuang, choonboon &amp;amp; alvin. E-Hub it was. had noodles and arcaded. popcorn n drinks &amp;amp; the show. the show was really good and was really touching nearing the end. during the credits, they showed the actors making mistakes and speaking wrongly and mark lee said something like wei sheng mian and everyone in the cinema laughed! surprisingly derek beside me didn't laugh at all. so after the show he asked weiming whats wei sheng mian, is it cotton bud!? all of us laughed our asses off. shit man! wei sheng mian is pretty self explanatory except for a frog in a well like derek. his new name!? u can call him wei sheng mian boy boy! ((: i promised i would post pictures of the new wei sheng mian boy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229243055547888434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJIA2nIcMzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/utkleJhjDHI/s400/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;we were trying real hard alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229243180602012850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJIA94_qtLI/AAAAAAAAASA/tm7kBXgPlqM/s400/wei+sheng+mian+boy+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;wei sheng mian boy boy as you requested. ta-daah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;can we take a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;just you &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;need your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;do you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;in love at first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;if not im blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;or i'll just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;come back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;pleasee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-3919922097006899485?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3919922097006899485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3919922097006899485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-you-lately.html' title='i love you lately'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SJH9WiKa1MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bSU9WCDj7S4/s72-c/29072008605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6690934587283486909</id><published>2008-07-26T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:05:58.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long distance phone calls</title><content type='html'>SHIT! im so dam pissed right now. WHY!? Becaussssssssssssssssssssssse registration for the nike+ human race 10K is closed. WHY!? Becaussssssssssssssssssssssse its FCUKING FULL! should have registered early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227333545605989874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIs4KgRUBfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/thpxrlfFkq8/s400/nike%2B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywayss my class celebrated my birthday for meee. after eng fund lab class they were outside and they sung me a birthday song. we skipped bus fund lecture to have lunch and realised there wasn't any APEL lessons, the rest of the class took the opportunity to further celebrate moi birthday. first, a very amateur alvin lim held a plate of whipped cream and tried to smash it onto ma face and i dodged but my bag took the hit. my dam crumpler for goodness sake. so they had a cake for me sung me birthday song for a second time and wanted me to take out the candle holders in the cake using my mouth. dam first time. after that a very unnoticed wenjie silently smashed whipped cream in my face. DAM to think i had those people who wanted to get me. HAHAS!!! so me, derek and weiming caught the 3.30 dark knight show at amk hub and i walked around with huihui and her fren after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227333828349407074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIs4a9kmL2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/64ngYdZdz3Y/s400/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my virgin smash in the face. ahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227335157199878290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIs5oT7POJI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uJ_OTk9tT4I/s400/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;our very own limpe, foreign talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334224950401410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIs4yDBpGYI/AAAAAAAAAQw/BZYSHPbkN6A/s400/DSC01114.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;our girl trying extremely hard. give it up!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANY THANKS to those who had birthday wishes for me. namely my class K806 TP BZE, hengjie, nuinui, peishan, tucky, michelle, filbert, jesslyn h, minling, minji, jiamin, kohwei, yeefung, linhui, ivan, muthu, julia k, fiona, sean, annabel, hweeen, junxiong, jenalyn, dillys t, yazid, fazali, yurong, hongcherh, chun han, jiarong &amp;amp; yuankai, also to anyone whom i missed out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. my phone screwed up at roughly 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a class bbq on friday at jonita's place. me &amp;amp; derek had hell of a time playing basketball 1v1 at the arcade at parkway. imagine that! we practically played free. LOL. the rest joined us afterwards and then shopped for food at giant. bus-ed down to jo's place and played and bbq-ed. everyone had a hell of a time playing in the swimming pool, bodies flying into the pool and stuff. im sorry for you jocelyn. ((: played more and me and weiming tried to teach goro how to swim. HEHEs! this week was great ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334069490162834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIs4o_5CHJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/vMoVrX-GFsA/s400/DSC01124.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that sored my muscles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227336438077887474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIs6y3kWk_I/AAAAAAAAARA/eeLj55VUzcs/s400/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;presenting our very own blind mice... ALVIN LIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;why do you have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;to take them away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;when i fight for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you take it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;when i don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you still took it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;show me a through road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;why do people get it easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;and me, this tough!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6690934587283486909?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6690934587283486909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6690934587283486909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-distance-phone-calls.html' title='long distance phone calls'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIs4KgRUBfI/AAAAAAAAAQY/thpxrlfFkq8/s72-c/nike%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1059794904816066790</id><published>2008-07-19T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:13:37.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colour blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;oeeeeeeeeeee weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just got myself a present. waited darn long for it to released in singapore. its the official nike anthem jacket collections. i wanted either portugal or holland. but the words printed at the back for holland wasn't holland or netherlands. it was spelt nederlands. so queer so i decided to get it. and my mum bought me a nike running arm case and some other shopping for my birthday. and got that stupid berms for derek at a 5% discount. no worries mate i won't get the same design as yours. hahas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friday went out with derek and weiming. sucha sore loser you are rek. but i know deep down you wanna go. cuz you seriously have no freaking idea when was the last time you went down to town to shop or at least window shop. so he came up with a stupid dumb lame excuse.. to go look for a pair of trousers for our upcoming presentation. you fack ass. hope your seeing this. and those 2 guys are such whiners. walked like from dhoby till heeren and complained tired want to go home. and i made them miss their homebound train and they made each other miss the second one themselves. what girls. bloahsss. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;facial tomorrow! at vivo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;when i look into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;the rest of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;becomes oblivious to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;im blinded by the light you shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;but why did abrupt things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;had to happen somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;like some one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;one so pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i can't think of nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;but youu &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;your 'un-natural smile'. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224735453744580866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIH9Np3VyQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FcWgdXGPckU/s400/nederlands+jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;i got this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224735821365313234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIH9jDW8_tI/AAAAAAAAAPw/UF2rwFF_48Y/s400/portugal+jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;instead of this one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224736392371695106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIH-EShe7gI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZICYtroCaTQ/s400/nike+running+arm+wallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;music helps me to concentrate while running long distances. bloaghss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224737998832625762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIH_hzDnaGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AFvP7Ck1Q0I/s400/lawl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohh dear oh dear. i do remember those times pal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1059794904816066790?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1059794904816066790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1059794904816066790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/07/colour-blind.html' title='colour blind'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SIH9Np3VyQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FcWgdXGPckU/s72-c/nederlands+jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8112662740740784139</id><published>2008-07-13T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T03:22:13.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testosterone &amp; harlequin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;how i just lovee mrs ang &amp;amp; mr lee cy. i got my testimonial from deyi already and i wanna thank them for writing so wonderfully for me. but what they wrote was technically very true. no complains. ((: yea so i went back to school on friday. chatted with loads of teachers. quite a few things changed here and there. but the sad thing is mr jo left the school already to further his studies i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chomp chomps was next with some of the 405'07 people. best class ever i tell ya. there's a picture to prove it. below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to watch wanted with the mrs kumar tuition group guys. chun han, hong cherh, wasi, victor and an chun. it was purely fun and laughter plus a sub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222205650218164530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SHkAXtVKoTI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7ouEFB_yMrw/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;oee! prize giving. see the box-ed up part&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222205813623806450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SHkAhOEG2fI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/OS4pkrDrD94/s400/jointheart-940.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;see! i told you there was evidence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222206538876855858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SHkBLb16JjI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AJl5D5y0ntQ/s400/IMG_1232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the food at chomp2 got into us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222208112384011330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SHkCnBnP7EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ApVu1C11A4E/s400/IMG_1237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so is it a hill or mountain this time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-8112662740740784139?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8112662740740784139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8112662740740784139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/07/testosterone-harlequin.html' title='testosterone &amp; harlequin'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SHkAXtVKoTI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7ouEFB_yMrw/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8207748638893708561</id><published>2008-07-06T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:29:43.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry chapstick prettaye</title><content type='html'>friday was way fun so filled with excitement. AHAHAs! school ended and me, derek + weiming took a bus to amk hub bought tickets for hancock at 6pm and went to gsc to play dota. daryl, derek's twin came. so we headed back to hub and had dinner at S11. movie! collected our popcorn &amp;amp; drinks went in to watch. in the last 15mins guess what!? we left the cinema from the entrance. slacked at the toilet and realised that there was the cinema manager there or at least. we pretended like we gon catch a movie at 7.30. we were like worried? dang and we went in to another cinema to catch the strangers and we sat right in front. the movie was super draggy and not scary? bloahss. hancock on the hand was rather thrilling? perhaps the experience. we wanted to jump to wanted after strangers but we better not. so we headed home and dota-ed till morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights at home now ain't boring anymore. with derek and daryl and a few others, dota all the way. back to my old self i guess. but i ain't got anything better to do aye? tell me huh girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;what's the use of being so kissable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you really think its worth, boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;got me doing things i'll never do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;now i can't hate myself anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you do i'm sprung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across the blogthings thing so i decided to give it a go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ENFJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/enfj.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.&lt;br /&gt;You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are very protective and supporting.&lt;br /&gt;However, you do need to "feel special" - and it's quite easy for you to get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are a natural leader. You can help people discover their greatest potential.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Trusting, idealistic, and expressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Bossy, inappropriate, and loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i personally think its quite accurate for me. pretty true too. whats your take yall. you could ignore the last part. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;nuinui cheer up aite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-8207748638893708561?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8207748638893708561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8207748638893708561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/07/cherry-chapstick-prettaye.html' title='cherry chapstick prettaye'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5790880568441975574</id><published>2008-07-02T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:36:50.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its all a masquerade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oeeeeeeeeeeee! im so over the moon right now. went to the gym with yazid my neighbour/goodfriend yesterday. after the gruelling workout i took my height and weight. guess what i used to be 179.5cm and 69._kg. now im 180cm! (okay maybe 179.8/9cm) and 65.5kg! omg i cant believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway school was usual except for some writing and oral presentation project. totally rushed it last minute at lost heaps of sleep. like sleep at 3am every morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i so cant wait to get my testimonial from deyi. see what the teachers wrote about me. bloahss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was clearing my room or rather my mom was and i found this 2 pictures! i scanned it in though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218326666201087122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SGs4dHzdPJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/G0fXocrGy1A/s400/sl+camp+04%27+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;taken during SL camp on 26.11.04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218330626390480882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SGs8DoqL1_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/u5zzeKIH6k4/s400/OBS+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;OBS in sec 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;all these solitary moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;makes me feel so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;you get prettier to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;as each day passes&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/420602265660431009-5790880568441975574?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5790880568441975574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5790880568441975574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-all-masquerade.html' title='its all a masquerade'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SGs4dHzdPJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/G0fXocrGy1A/s72-c/sl+camp+04%27+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8186033186953947722</id><published>2008-06-24T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:08:06.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with that S on my chest, i'll save you</title><content type='html'>results are out yall. i think i did the best in my entiree life. like As for every subject cept for bust fund. lawl. and ma momma don't think much of it. bloahhss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oeeeeeeeee... i was chosen? by jasmine my classmate. im bored so i guess imma just do. i ain't gon ask nobody to do it. do it if you please :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Instruction:Remove 1 question from above &amp;amp; add in your personal question. Make it a total of 2o questions. Then tag 1o people in your list &amp;amp; list them out at the end of this post.Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(01) What is my full name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Char Kway Teow. i love char kway teow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(02) Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna learn how to jingle my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(03) What's your favourite thing(s) to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;search me!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(04) Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well temporary ecstasy yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(05) If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to be able to kiss my own ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(06) Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;reality check pleaseee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(07) Do you encourage girls to confess their love to guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think all girls should do that. save guys all the thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(08) What's love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i fold my own underpants, what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(09) What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;be a more holy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(10)What do you feel like doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;photocopying my face on my new printer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(11) What makes you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ask my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(12) What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love girls, i can't hate guys. what other types are there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(13) Where do you see yourself 1o years down the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;probably 10km down that road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(14) If You Do Not Have A Boyfriend/Girlfriend, Do You Feel Like Having One Now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well... YES! she will keep me occupied cause i feel so restless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(15) Who is the most important person in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my mom, my girlfriend/wife next time and my maid(if i have). they are the only people willing to cook and clean for me. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(16) What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my appendix. cause it is something not very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(17) Do you have a crush on someone now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;superrrrrrrrrr PASSIONATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(18) The love of your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;refer to question (17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(19) Are you courageous enough to tell a person that you like him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;try me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(20) Would you rather follow your heart or mind when deciding for the right one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll ask my twin brother, eventually he is gonna be the one getting the perks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that it's done, i think imma go back to doing what i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was too damn stubborn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to try to stop you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now it keeps playing in my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't go on not lovin' you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause it's all in my head&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/420602265660431009-8186033186953947722?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8186033186953947722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8186033186953947722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/06/with-that-s-on-my-chest-ill-save-you.html' title='with that S on my chest, i&apos;ll save you'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1090101590992347034</id><published>2008-06-22T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:13:40.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dreams spoke to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;ain't nothing like being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;coming home all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i got it all wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;the chances i've had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;like one or too many more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;didn't treat em' right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;now they're all gone&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/420602265660431009-1090101590992347034?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1090101590992347034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1090101590992347034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-dreams-spoke-to-me.html' title='my dreams spoke to me'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1843972118173414164</id><published>2008-06-19T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:51:24.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>convince me your not fallacy</title><content type='html'>school's gon start for everyone already so soon. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sakae sushi buffet with sean, fiona, muthu &amp;amp; annabel. did i stop having a big appetite or did i just erm well ??? i only ate like 15plates and i felt like puking. the last time i had like 30? went looking for a suitable pair of mocassin for seanny chew boy boy. home was next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the KL trip with my mum was just great. shopping never stopped. aHAHAs! well is it wrong for a growing teenage guy to shop alot!? bloahss. stayed in some hotel that won some european award and it didnt seem that fantastic either, only that the room was cleaner and had more stuff in it after my mum gave 2 RM to the housekeeping person. most of the time me and my mum was shopping so the hotel room was just to sleep and bathe in. and i tell you... all the designer boutiques are having so much sales and the currency is in our favour, things are CHEAP CHEAP CHEAP! i'd go back there anytime to shop and eat. and the ramly burger there is so gooooooooood so different from the ones you get in Spore's night-market ONLY FOR 3RM! its only like S$1.30! how i wish i could ta-pao back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SFp3wySo6xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TCfrf788vKA/s1600-h/P1010297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213611198652148498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SFp3wySo6xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TCfrf788vKA/s400/P1010297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A &amp;amp; W! you don't get this in Spore anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus the the the pancake with ice cream &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213611927848165362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SFp4bOwhH_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/vX1gAksOwGI/s400/P1010328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a guy asked me if i wanna buy a 'stolen' lor-lac watch outside when i was taking pictures. he keeps saying its stolen, who'd wanna buy? i sell u cheap cheap. i told you it was BIG SALE everywhere. ((: ahahas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213612356538125810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SFp40LwKzfI/AAAAAAAAAOo/9VbTeEIz9RU/s400/P1010385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me-lia, directly opposite times square KL making shopping a whole lot easier&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213612768004769106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SFp5MIldhVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5ExcV3oOkLo/s400/P1010350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the proud mother of ME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1843972118173414164?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1843972118173414164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1843972118173414164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/06/convince-me-your-not-fallacy.html' title='convince me your not fallacy'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SFp3wySo6xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/TCfrf788vKA/s72-c/P1010297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8568679903167805925</id><published>2008-06-07T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:54:27.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just called to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't wanna fight no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i dearly hope you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;enjoying your moment of stupidity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bloahs ((:&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/420602265660431009-8568679903167805925?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8568679903167805925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8568679903167805925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/06/world-of-our-own.html' title='i just called to say'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5660024654394056005</id><published>2008-06-04T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:02:39.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A! A! A! ali!</title><content type='html'>oh dear oh dear. the first 2 tests are over. ENG maths 1 and ENG fundamentals both are alright just some miscalculations that i didn't have time to change. for the last one. BUS FUND, business fundamentals. like some humanities subject have to memorise. and i conclude poly is fun but we have to study 4times a year whereas secondary school only need to study twice maybe even once. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friday night fever was fun; photo shoots and pool was great. pictures below starring me Rainer, TuckWai, Michelle and Poh nuinui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks mich for monday n tuesday. haha studied and went to town. thanks for being such a great friend when i needed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for once i guess my holidays won't be jammed packed. just work and more work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207877779871251218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SEYZP47gOxI/AAAAAAAAANY/5lUHCwuWLls/s400/friday+feverc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the picture speaks for itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207878214874366594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SEYZpNcVAoI/AAAAAAAAANg/iiqkcZB-DUo/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;how nice of you mich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207882354836034034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SEYdaMAG0fI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YhQCcyu6qys/s400/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;'two-big-hill'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207885540643008386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SEYgToDrb4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ivhG2ZahMFk/s400/IMG_1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its kinda crazy how i remember it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i went in and made you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;didn't miss a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now you can't even remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how could you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;let somebody lay where i laid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;let him call you names that i used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;put me in the back and give him the front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just forget about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go head and pack it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;baby i've accepted it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i ain't gon trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i give up and think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;another man's gonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;get the one i made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but you did anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now im just a memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/420602265660431009-5660024654394056005?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5660024654394056005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5660024654394056005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/06/a-ali.html' title='A! A! A! ali!'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SEYZP47gOxI/AAAAAAAAANY/5lUHCwuWLls/s72-c/friday+feverc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1465473788812589197</id><published>2008-05-29T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:39:03.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>' i ' love candy/candies</title><content type='html'>my guys would understand. dang man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school's been quite a bore except that i hate lectures no more! funny thang heh but its true! there's been a change and things are starting to spice up a little. ohhhhhhh how i simply love lecture times... not that the lectures are good and that im not listening but it doesn't get to me at all. WAHAHAHAHAs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i can finally conclude sea water ain't a bit fun and a trip to sentosa beaches kills me. now my hair needs treatment from all the sea water it swallowed. but it gets real hot down there at the beaches if you know what i mean that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests tests and more tests. not stressed at all. lectures help me relieve stress oh how wonderful, music too. MY PERFECT FREAKING GPA! spoilt. term 1 was still alright nothing much you need to study for except bus fund. need to me-mo-rise! its just like a humanities subject. oh and did i say how i love the bak chor mee in short circuit (TP's engine school canteen)!? totally shiok la! must try rating 9.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloahss ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SD6VAn4VTfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eY-XCqbjZ0Q/s1600-h/other+self.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205762057224670706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SD6VAn4VTfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eY-XCqbjZ0Q/s400/other+self.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; looks like i've never changed, but you did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SD6Ujn4VTeI/AAAAAAAAANI/TqULUmajbH4/s1600-h/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205761559008464354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SD6Ujn4VTeI/AAAAAAAAANI/TqULUmajbH4/s400/DSC01935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no gimmick, its real, she's short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SD6UR34VTdI/AAAAAAAAANA/sK9ilOfSnQE/s1600-h/DSC01899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205761254065786322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SD6UR34VTdI/AAAAAAAAANA/sK9ilOfSnQE/s400/DSC01899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; did i mention i dislike the sun, i still love the outdoors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1465473788812589197?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1465473788812589197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1465473788812589197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-candycandies.html' title='&apos; i &apos; love candy/candies'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SD6VAn4VTfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eY-XCqbjZ0Q/s72-c/other+self.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8616706095168982120</id><published>2008-04-30T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:58:12.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make everything count</title><content type='html'>getting hospitalised ain't abit fun n the food is outrageous. bland n lil. my advice dont get sick. well known fact huh.. but but but the pills look very very prettaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway school's super hectic as in not the work or the long walks to classes n lectures but the travelling there n back n everything else. but my class P806 or Business Process n Systems Engineering (BZE) of TP made everything seem just fine. and we never fail to have a few laughs here n there every now n then, which is a very very good thing. hmm.. Mr Yeo TC is probably the best class caretaker ever!? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mp3 is finally back n quality music is by my ears' side at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one BIG thing i needa complain about! my school's got no good cca. haha.. maybe its because i cant get into soccer thats why im having this thought. only prime league players can go for trials. super dumb. politics some may put it. well i cant be bothered much about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poly life has revived the big eater in me n there ain't any good food around n they are so effing $$$! money no enuff.. lol. lecture times are meant for eating n relaxing. hah! so vexed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever it takes im not gonna break the promise i've made..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBhBdMvmXyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/u6UDMlSGmzc/s1600-h/305%2706+Boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194974140064751394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBhBdMvmXyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/u6UDMlSGmzc/s400/305%2706+Boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we grew from this in 06'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBg_vsvmXxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/8MHyHbJbtkI/s1600-h/405%2707+candid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194972258869075730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBg_vsvmXxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/8MHyHbJbtkI/s400/405%2707+candid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to this in 07' (im alrdy missin all of us 405.07')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBg-uMvmXvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wuynd7hDKvI/s1600-h/me+n+ah+kit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194971133587644146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBg-uMvmXvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wuynd7hDKvI/s400/me+n+ah+kit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best colleague. Smoked-Wei-Kit (SWK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBg-F8vmXuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/g9jLzK7AT94/s1600-h/jackie+n+jet+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194970442097909474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBg-F8vmXuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/g9jLzK7AT94/s400/jackie+n+jet+1.JPG" width="401" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; added accesories.. &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/420602265660431009-8616706095168982120?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8616706095168982120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8616706095168982120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-everything-count.html' title='make everything count'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SBhBdMvmXyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/u6UDMlSGmzc/s72-c/305%2706+Boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7394021762108938642</id><published>2008-04-19T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:35:59.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SAnm5_hWICI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HT5YBfd8-g8/s1600-h/radompictures072-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190933929499435042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SAnm5_hWICI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HT5YBfd8-g8/s400/radompictures072-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;posting for rainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his blog is dead.i am here to get it alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT ALIVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaas=D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rainer is dumb,FAT,stupig!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am sorryxD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the picture is nice huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saddening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;joke of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;minji here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-7394021762108938642?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/7394021762108938642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420602265660431009&amp;postID=7394021762108938642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7394021762108938642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7394021762108938642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-people-posting-for-rainer.html' title=''/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/SAnm5_hWICI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HT5YBfd8-g8/s72-c/radompictures072-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7216810664057620273</id><published>2008-03-31T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:47:26.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your the best i ever had</title><content type='html'>CPR! huff n puff huff n puff.  PUSHH!  pump it in! *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;all's well. alive n kicking.&lt;br /&gt;another day saved by "some typing n thinking"&lt;br /&gt;*applauses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a laptop. Asus. my SamSeng mp3/4 is screwed. twice. 6weeks without quality music. bloahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still working at the old run down country spoon restaurant. wow oh woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deyi's musical was cool aite. its very first so yea. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starts on the 21st april at tp. BZE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a life at night. join me in CABAL. an MMORPG. 3D okay..&lt;br /&gt;And, im not addicted. its just my bed dont seem nice enough anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what poly students get called as.. temasekian? ngeeannian? nanyangian? rp n sp still sounds nicer. republican n singaporean. HAHAs. laugh ok. but rp can be called pelican sounds so alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEY! our dates are calling us OLD ONE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thrice no more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-7216810664057620273?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7216810664057620273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7216810664057620273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-best-i-ever-had.html' title='your the best i ever had'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3043771687811294785</id><published>2008-02-16T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:20:13.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im your new ecstasy</title><content type='html'>GOOD MORNING peoplee. new post for the new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so caught up with work nowadays hardly have time for anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to batam for cny holiday so i barely got alot of ang pows. it wouldnt make a difference if i didnt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentines wasnt very special i spent it at my workplace working. many rejoiced, few rekindled, some reminisced, little relived, i resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our jae and jpsae posting results would be out on next tuesday but poly term is still 2months away so theres still time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its boringg i know so there, ive ended my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;some things were meant to change&lt;br /&gt;they will eventually&lt;br /&gt;some were not&lt;br /&gt;they wont&lt;br /&gt;guessed we were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was coming my way&lt;br /&gt;hoped you knew&lt;br /&gt;said and done&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-3043771687811294785?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3043771687811294785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3043771687811294785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-your-new-ecstasy.html' title='im your new ecstasy'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6355779772490967564</id><published>2008-02-01T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:38:27.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Crush on Youuu.</title><content type='html'>guess what! f* this f* that f* everything.&lt;br /&gt;pardon my language.&lt;br /&gt;but why does things have to be so bad when you wanted the opposite&lt;br /&gt;and when you finally found so many good sides to it&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;things take a dramatic change by showing you the other way&lt;br /&gt;which is the initial one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;and you fcuking found so much worst sides to it&lt;br /&gt;now your in a fcuking big dilemma to choose either one.&lt;br /&gt;one leads to a better career&lt;br /&gt;but the other helps you spend your life better while there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH for good damn Fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lemme stop all the swearing and shine some light on this BIG fcuking issue.&lt;br /&gt;fcuk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay got 20points for L1R2B2 so after all the considering i've decided to apply for NP where most of my friends are and going to. but before, i wanted to go to TP's business specifically the hospitality blahblah and the leisure resort blahblahblah. so i applied for JPfcukingSAE and they sent me an electronic-mail saying i've been shortlisted to go for an interview for TP's leisure resort blahblahblah course. so you guys must be thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! you got so hiGH like 20 and your a fcuking jackass not to do your best at the interview and get selected into a 12points course. (-this is the one with the better career choice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NP is where i wanna go where most of my friends are heading and i so wanna study french! and its so much more convenient to reach and stuff. (-this is the one that helps me spend my life better while there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i really dont know what i should do. dang this dang that. and the interview is this saturday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you good people out there help me ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$   %^&amp;amp;*   !#%&amp;amp;   @$^*&lt;br /&gt;f c u k  t h a t  d a m n  s h i t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6355779772490967564?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6355779772490967564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6355779772490967564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/02/crazy-crush-on-youuu.html' title='Crazy Crush on Youuu.'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1042816058368379012</id><published>2008-01-15T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:42:23.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey now Hey now Hey now</title><content type='html'>so officially our ez-link cards have been adjusted to the adult fare. with the exception of those attached to jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheres our overdued sentosa trip!?&lt;br /&gt;everyones so busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who sleeps with the lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the comb u left is still with me. come and get it back pls i beg of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;weeks of joy, lifetime of pain.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uOGh-0ZYI/AAAAAAAAALk/1XNLHbugFOc/s1600-h/SL1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uOGh-0ZYI/AAAAAAAAALk/1XNLHbugFOc/s400/SL1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155370441307874690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prettaye prettaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uOax-0ZZI/AAAAAAAAALs/bYG-4yNfMPU/s1600-h/CIMG2240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uOax-0ZZI/AAAAAAAAALs/bYG-4yNfMPU/s400/CIMG2240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155370789200225682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;207'05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uP7h-0ZcI/AAAAAAAAAME/6sfcCg7rcls/s1600-h/P1010124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uP7h-0ZcI/AAAAAAAAAME/6sfcCg7rcls/s400/P1010124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155372451352569282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ages ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uPah-0ZbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nDklmkrWKS4/s1600-h/P1052459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uPah-0ZbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nDklmkrWKS4/s400/P1052459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155371884416886194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;207'05 again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uPBR-0ZaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/e4yDcazesuA/s1600-h/09012008734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uPBR-0ZaI/AAAAAAAAAL0/e4yDcazesuA/s400/09012008734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155371450625189282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(i don't know what to name this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-1042816058368379012?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1042816058368379012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1042816058368379012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-now-hey-now-hey-now.html' title='Hey now Hey now Hey now'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/R4uOGh-0ZYI/AAAAAAAAALk/1XNLHbugFOc/s72-c/SL1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-9000007287412771019</id><published>2007-12-24T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T01:23:08.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Red Man &amp; Big Green Elf</title><content type='html'>i must have been a very good boy. ive received a very nice christmas present from santa alrdy. i shopped at a boutique and in a instant win lucky draw i won 'redeem ur purchase back' meaning i bought all my clothes for free. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the gingerbread man is making fun of me. at work i MERELY wrote wrongly (noticed the word in caps?) the order and went to change it and the chef scolded me. while scooping ice from the ice maker machine the scoop left a nasty cut on my finger. while cleaning the sauces one dropped exploded leaving a bloody mess. and while washing my personal glass given by the company i shook it to hard and it hit the tap and it broke. hid it n threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is here and i guess santa wannabes are malnutritioned nowadays. and their sacks are always so very empty. and where the heck are them reindeers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-9000007287412771019?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/9000007287412771019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/9000007287412771019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/12/lil-red-man-big-green-elf.html' title='Lil Red Man &amp; Big Green Elf'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4144917110349296603</id><published>2007-12-06T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:23:03.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Nice or Naughty</title><content type='html'>ive totally forgotten how to start a post. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum was away for bout 2weeks and had loads of i say loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;mum's back and still having loads i say loads of fun. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student leaders camp, job hunting, champions tea, 207'05 bbq [which was crap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a chi go pek, as most people term it as, at 7-11 the other day after work. he was so friggin short and there was these tall mixed-breed lady wearing a dress that totally exposes her bombs with the 2 lighted strings and that CGP(chi go pek) was tip-toe-ing and staring so hard into the 2 time bombs like his eyes could explode any moment. ironically i didnt look further and queued up behind her. she left met her bf outside and walked to TANGS. i wanted to go off but decided to follow them to see what the CGP would do. so that CGP followed her and almost got himself killed at the pedestrian crossing while staring at her grenades. so the couple walked inside TANGS n he followed. shit people do have no life at all. introduce him to porno on the internet, he'll carry the computer wherever he goes even to the lil boys room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a job working as a waiter in a place full of politics.&lt;br /&gt;to hell with u suckers(ive no idea whom either).&lt;br /&gt;(if ya reading this, suck my ballz and choke of em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryna find another pretty pretty job so people do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know i'll just phone up uncle santa to get him to drop a few presents for you.&lt;br /&gt;dont forget the milk n cookies. and stockings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now. loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-4144917110349296603?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4144917110349296603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4144917110349296603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/12/be-nice-or-naughty.html' title='Be Nice or Naughty'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6004157171881690490</id><published>2007-11-02T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:39:54.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butts or May Bees</title><content type='html'>the BIG 'O's dont seem such a biggie anymore. the feared letter people dont wish to hear n reminded of is gon be over. just physics, ss, science mcq, n dnt left. wats 'o's !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Ryk8G4KPcWI/AAAAAAAAALU/XLjg_r5Jhhk/s1600-h/population+for+geog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Ryk8G4KPcWI/AAAAAAAAALU/XLjg_r5Jhhk/s320/population+for+geog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127695739590242658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our ss teacher certainly didnt do his revision ((:&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/420602265660431009-6004157171881690490?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6004157171881690490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6004157171881690490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/11/butts-or-may-bees.html' title='Butts or May Bees'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Ryk8G4KPcWI/AAAAAAAAALU/XLjg_r5Jhhk/s72-c/population+for+geog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8071052184632634881</id><published>2007-10-24T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:21:25.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God made Man for Great purposes</title><content type='html'>Os are finally here. and it shall be gone soon enough. stress building up muscles aching brains leaking oh wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amths was cool but its cool enough for me to be able to do it there must be something awfully wrong. no more yun nam hair care for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love dearest. tts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl: no u hang up first..&lt;br /&gt;boy: no u hang up first..&lt;br /&gt;girl: no u hang up..&lt;br /&gt;boy: no u hang up..&lt;br /&gt;girl: no u hang up..&lt;br /&gt;(toot.. toot.. toot..)&lt;br /&gt;girl: he hung up on me!&lt;br /&gt;(girl: *wails*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rx9v8khcyzI/AAAAAAAAALM/fEcMe72MrrM/s1600-h/wen+i+was+young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rx9v8khcyzI/AAAAAAAAALM/fEcMe72MrrM/s320/wen+i+was+young.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124937987357723442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i miss those days...&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/420602265660431009-8071052184632634881?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/feeds/8071052184632634881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=420602265660431009&amp;postID=8071052184632634881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8071052184632634881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8071052184632634881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/10/god-made-man-for-great-purposes.html' title='God made Man for Great purposes'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rx9v8khcyzI/AAAAAAAAALM/fEcMe72MrrM/s72-c/wen+i+was+young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-315566573387375987</id><published>2007-10-15T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:34:45.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up To You</title><content type='html'>so i was in a dilemma of what to put for my post's title and i was talking to none other than u-now-who so i asked 'what should i put as my post title' the reply was as followed "i dunno up to u" so there goes. i think its just the same story as how F&amp;amp;N came up with the drinks 'whatever &amp;amp; anything'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grad ceremony was great. i woke up late(as usual, bloahs!) and cabbed down. well the 4.50 was well worth it. getting to see teachers sing n dance n make merry. took loads of pictures. my life in Deyi was well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i Thank You all my friends and teachers(though i dont think u would see this) for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies is crap i tell ya. no no no i would never i say never agree to 'read till old, learn till old' just a few years of studying(like 13yrs) and im already going bonkers. wooH00s! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIu5EhcylI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ArEfQoiycG8/s1600-h/IMG_1881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIu5EhcylI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ArEfQoiycG8/s320/IMG_1881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121207284275137106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my class 405!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIvD0hcymI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K61We3CI2lU/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIvD0hcymI/AAAAAAAAAJk/K61We3CI2lU/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121207468958730850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the thing almost tore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIvbUhcynI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6f7vtpkzXqo/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIvbUhcynI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6f7vtpkzXqo/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121207872685656690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;drizzle was upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIvmkhcyoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ijR7aHejOQY/s1600-h/IMG_1910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIvmkhcyoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ijR7aHejOQY/s320/IMG_1910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121208065959185026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SL Council 07'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIyLEhcyyI/AAAAAAAAALE/FTt8ouUAmeM/s1600-h/CIMG6810e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIyLEhcyyI/AAAAAAAAALE/FTt8ouUAmeM/s320/CIMG6810e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121210892047665954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TJY, THE, MRCMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIv0EhcypI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/46mH_YJNtgs/s1600-h/IMG_8547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIv0EhcypI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/46mH_YJNtgs/s320/IMG_8547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121208297887419026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my daughter, the UD recipient 07'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwA0hcyqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9BtnKP94iKA/s1600-h/IMG_8577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwA0hcyqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9BtnKP94iKA/s320/IMG_8577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121208516930751138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i lacked height (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwOUhcyrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RNlhP8XNGWg/s1600-h/IMG_8583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwOUhcyrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RNlhP8XNGWg/s320/IMG_8583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121208748858985138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chee yeon &amp;amp; xiao mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwa0hcysI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3BCOrMqxQ24/s1600-h/IMG_8596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwa0hcysI/AAAAAAAAAKU/3BCOrMqxQ24/s320/IMG_8596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121208963607349954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deyi Soccer made us like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwr0hcytI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WmpVNSgQSgc/s1600-h/IMG_8624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIwr0hcytI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WmpVNSgQSgc/s320/IMG_8624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121209255665126098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of my multiple partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIxREhcyuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/d1H3sv69hFg/s1600-h/IMG_8633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIxREhcyuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/d1H3sv69hFg/s320/IMG_8633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121209895615253218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SLC ex-cos. also-not-in-picture-the-cameraman Muthu VKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIxa0hcyvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/b4khx4EWoKg/s1600-h/IMG_8636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIxa0hcyvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/b4khx4EWoKg/s320/IMG_8636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121210063118977778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SLC gays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIxrUhcywI/AAAAAAAAAK0/6hcYSFLNzrI/s1600-h/IMG_8644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIxrUhcywI/AAAAAAAAAK0/6hcYSFLNzrI/s320/IMG_8644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121210346586819330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PE teachers are loved by the 2 of us only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIx5UhcyxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/EUkbSZ-2jIc/s1600-h/IMG_8654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIx5UhcyxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/EUkbSZ-2jIc/s320/IMG_8654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121210587104987922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our coach and mentor for 4 years. Mr Zaman. Thank You.&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/420602265660431009-315566573387375987?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/315566573387375987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/315566573387375987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/10/up-to-you.html' title='Up To You'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RxIu5EhcylI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ArEfQoiycG8/s72-c/IMG_1881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2683911708512766866</id><published>2007-10-05T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:50:59.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumbling Blocks</title><content type='html'>it didnt felt like it was necessary to update my blog nowadays. but the thought of it turning dead again just sparked me up to type this post out. bloahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways many things happened these few days. prelims, prelims results, mid-autumn, graduation blah blah blahs. prelim results were bad bad bad. Eng-B4 Emaths-B4 Amaths-F9 Comb Sciences-D7 Comb Humans-E8 DnT-F9. wahahahas. L1R4-29!!!! SAVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful night out with minji on mid-autumn festival a kinda very last min thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class has less den 1over2 of its population going for grad dinner so we have other plans. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, gossiping dirties ur soul but on the other hand, it cites up whatever kind of life we are living so bottomline - ITS GOOD! doesnt seem right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT5mkhcyfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Qpc7h9UJybE/s1600-h/radom+pictures+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT5mkhcyfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Qpc7h9UJybE/s320/radom+pictures+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117489517634046450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my girl  She's HOT-the candle flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT6kUhcygI/AAAAAAAAAI0/aXo0UGWYfts/s1600-h/radom+pictures+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT6kUhcygI/AAAAAAAAAI0/aXo0UGWYfts/s320/radom+pictures+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490578490968578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i did the left side(beautifully), she did the right(badly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT6vkhcyhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OcI9peYLiB8/s1600-h/warp%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT6vkhcyhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OcI9peYLiB8/s320/warp%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490771764496914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Professor Rainer Chiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT60UhcyiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LZOW-XSK8Qg/s1600-h/warp%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT60UhcyiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LZOW-XSK8Qg/s320/warp%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490853368875554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we had a very bad nose job done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT69UhcyjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/U1HtVrYiJmI/s1600-h/warp%281%29000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT69UhcyjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/U1HtVrYiJmI/s320/warp%281%29000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117491007987698226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we are happy - BIG smiles on our faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT7oEhcykI/AAAAAAAAAJU/rVoyz8ynPkY/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT7oEhcykI/AAAAAAAAAJU/rVoyz8ynPkY/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117491742427105858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeefung-the camwhoring guy! he took like 54photos of himself using my phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-2683911708512766866?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2683911708512766866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2683911708512766866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/10/stumbling-blocks.html' title='Stumbling Blocks'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RwT5mkhcyfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Qpc7h9UJybE/s72-c/radom+pictures+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-8860379021772132794</id><published>2007-09-15T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:32:19.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.O.S</title><content type='html'>prelims are over! kinda though. theres still science practical n dnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough sleeping does bring stress. in a good way. getting better results. slightly. i simply have no idea why its hard for me to study in the morning or afternoon and i absorb better at night. WaHaHas. (: back to my beauty sleeping days. sleeping late produces pimples too. so arghs! no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science is cool science is fun. i love theories.&lt;br /&gt;was with shu wen studying on thursday night when i came up with this warped theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'having a girlfriend = getting more fats'&lt;/span&gt; !!! hahas. oops.&lt;br /&gt;rather eat den scrimp on food to save money so there came my additional 7kg. :D&lt;br /&gt;love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RurFG6JQnXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GPxdGUNnM3g/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RurFG6JQnXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GPxdGUNnM3g/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110113449683230066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just cant get enough of her [:&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/420602265660431009-8860379021772132794?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8860379021772132794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/8860379021772132794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/09/sos.html' title='S.O.S'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RurFG6JQnXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GPxdGUNnM3g/s72-c/Image022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3224438457751335232</id><published>2007-09-08T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:34:19.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>'i hate you, you hate me&lt;br /&gt;lets all gang up kill barney&lt;br /&gt;with a gun-shot 'bang-bang'&lt;br /&gt;barney on the floor&lt;br /&gt;no more purple dinosaur.' (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you b**t***s n b*t***s&lt;br /&gt;exams are here&lt;br /&gt;start studying for God's sake&lt;br /&gt;or at least for ur own.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so into basketball now but soccer's still my all-time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost 3 of my precious armpit hair. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fat and minji, u rock my world and i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all u suc*ers out there&lt;br /&gt;stop being so kid-dish,&lt;br /&gt;sending screwed up sms-es&lt;br /&gt;with fuc*ed up english,&lt;br /&gt;get a life and&lt;br /&gt;disappear with ur pitiful selfs&lt;br /&gt;else id kick your sorry ass-es&lt;br /&gt;to someplace we dont know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RuGG640cc7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/QM5Pc8BgxmE/s1600-h/our+sandals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RuGG640cc7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/QM5Pc8BgxmE/s320/our+sandals.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107511798657741746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f 'ee' twork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RuGLaY0cc-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/yGMvvMhjiNg/s1600-h/yes+indeed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RuGLaY0cc-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/yGMvvMhjiNg/s320/yes+indeed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107516737870132194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be gone with the rest of u losers! -rainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RuGI9o0cc9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hixojBQQyg0/s1600-h/DSC01584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RuGI9o0cc9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/hixojBQQyg0/s320/DSC01584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107514044925637586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mich says i look like a girl.  'think she meant cute like a girl'&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/420602265660431009-3224438457751335232?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3224438457751335232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3224438457751335232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/09/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RuGG640cc7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/QM5Pc8BgxmE/s72-c/our+sandals.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-37968808144130797</id><published>2007-09-01T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:01:53.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicate by Hesitating</title><content type='html'>i love my dearest first of all n thats all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dnt is screwed, white shoes so no soccer! cant believe i didnt play soccer for like 5 days alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;oh pls pls pls someone im growin fat. hurrs ): , visited rosyth today for a good 20mins? played ice and water wth was tt at first. haaa. Pop it yall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtfYpY0cc6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/XPqFNDRyHNc/s1600-h/VitaminG%27s+pic%21%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtfYpY0cc6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/XPqFNDRyHNc/s320/VitaminG%27s+pic%21%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104786908196402082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ive got a pony!&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/420602265660431009-37968808144130797?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/37968808144130797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/37968808144130797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/08/complicate-by-hesitating.html' title='Complicate by Hesitating'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtfYpY0cc6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/XPqFNDRyHNc/s72-c/VitaminG%27s+pic%21%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5005776300826559876</id><published>2007-08-27T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:55:11.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Yours - Ystd, Today n Days to come...</title><content type='html'>mraz mraz mraz. bloahs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so need to rush dnt coursework but whenever the folio is taken out there aint any motivation to do it so it becomes like a piece of 'junk' u carry everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH prelims are here! fook. NEED HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGpto0cc2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/VTWtwi8JHeQ/s1600-h/rainer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGpto0cc2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/VTWtwi8JHeQ/s320/rainer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103046454304076642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pictures speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGrDI0cc3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/ymvAhdNiCfU/s1600-h/IMG_1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGrDI0cc3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/ymvAhdNiCfU/s320/IMG_1750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103047923182891890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rachel's birthday - in the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGsRo0cc4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/OPCQbeRs3jQ/s1600-h/by+teohyeefung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGsRo0cc4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/OPCQbeRs3jQ/s320/by+teohyeefung.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103049271802622850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; teoh yee fung the poet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGtqI0cc5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lcX0wQX3qTU/s1600-h/dark+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGtqI0cc5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/lcX0wQX3qTU/s320/dark+side.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103050792221045650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the  darkest  star&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/420602265660431009-5005776300826559876?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5005776300826559876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5005776300826559876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-yours-ystd-today-n-days-to-come.html' title='Im Yours - Ystd, Today n Days to come...'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RtGpto0cc2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/VTWtwi8JHeQ/s72-c/rainer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6513432690478603853</id><published>2007-08-19T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:54:11.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowhere, Nowho, Nowhat, Nowhy, Nowhen. Justhow. With out.</title><content type='html'>u'll always be a big part of me. u took me to no where n showed me love.&lt;br /&gt;now when ur not there. i have lost myself n have no idea who i am.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt knew u didnt too. nothingness no whats.&lt;br /&gt;wen all came down. there was no whys.&lt;br /&gt;it took me by surprise. not knowing when.&lt;br /&gt;all i ask is just how will i complete the race&lt;br /&gt;with out u theres no breath in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. a frog is in it!&lt;br /&gt;bloahs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so alls well ends well. tuition's got me going mad. everyone n everythings just killing me.&lt;br /&gt;ripping me bit by bit.  y = mx + c . wooHoo! feel me out there. hahas. see! the books n formulas have got into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG! BANG! BANG!&lt;br /&gt;God's got me well-covered. i sing ur praises oh Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WONT THE FUCKIN' TIME JUST STOP MOVING FOR AWHILE!?&lt;br /&gt;A BREATHER, SOME TIME TO ADMIRE NATURE N ALL CREATIONS.&lt;br /&gt;(im a nature lover, shushh~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day rally got me pretty fucked up. i wan my black n white tv back!&lt;br /&gt;windows 95 is cool too. GIVE EM ALL BACK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having split personalities disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh well-a well-a well-a huh&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me more tell me more&lt;br /&gt;did we get very far&lt;br /&gt;tell me more tell me more&lt;br /&gt;was it love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;high and dry. low and wet. how true. (:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6513432690478603853?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6513432690478603853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6513432690478603853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/08/nowhere-nowho-nowhat-nowhy-nowhen.html' title='Nowhere, Nowho, Nowhat, Nowhy, Nowhen. Justhow. With out.'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3494694454703102944</id><published>2007-08-18T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:25:33.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sweet Love</title><content type='html'>im depressed. ahahs kinda gottcha there huh. bloahs. heh (:&lt;br /&gt;laziness = fat (what im becoming) who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so leadership handover was kinda a success. hanif is the new soccer captain. good luck to him and to all the other soccer team juniors/peers i have shared my secondary school soccer-ing life with. thanks to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT LEADERS COUNCIL HANDOVER&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have no words to describe. i was extremely touched and i dont blame u guys if u think im not coz (i was playing n eating all the time Yes but NO --&gt;) naturally im not a very emotional person and i dont cry easily but i was close to tears. really. it was really hard not having to wear my name tag n tie n i felt lost at times with no sense of belonging to the SL board anymore. )): guys miss me okay. if not at least for not hearing all the scoldings and reminders for polishing up ur discipline standards. yes once a leader always a leader, u see me happy n everything but i cant help feeling im not in SLC anymore and feel the urge of telling u all off when i see low socks, shirt not tucked in, no tie n stuff. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my fellow ex-ex-cos n ex-seniors. i thank u all for being a part of SLC and my life of being a student leader in Deyi sec. the times we shared being an SL whether if it is bitter, sweet, sour or salty u guys were always around to give each other a lil push n encouragement through thick n thin. the smiles on our faces after a successful event we planned, the pressure we all endured, the sweat we all gave out, the time we all sacrificed are now all memories. memories kept close to my heart and will never leave. we have stepped down n its time for us to all take a breather before we all go crazy studying for 0-levels. i thank you guys again as i can never express it to all in real life. lets all take a walk through memory lane some time together aye? (: love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to all the new ex-cos and seniors especially my heartiest congratulations. i have seen u guys grown a lot exceptionally and i trust n know u guys will bring the board to greater heights with numerous achievements n accomplishments. work hard play hard n keep the flame of the Deyi Student Leaders Council always burning and alive. the seniors have done what they can n their flames have been 'extinguished' so strive to give of your very best and show everyone what Deyi SLC can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the sec2s n incoming sec1s. show your support for the new batch of seniors and help n listen to them in every way possible to keep the SL board united n strong. there will no longer be a student leader ex-co tell all of u to tuck in ur shirt and/or if ur socks is too low n everything. be sad not glad. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly to my lovable minji, you are loved by rainer. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-3494694454703102944?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3494694454703102944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3494694454703102944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweet-sweet-love.html' title='Sweet Sweet Love'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2039964613896819185</id><published>2007-08-06T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:10:46.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodness Gracious</title><content type='html'>so woke up super early today to go to a chinese physio near my baptismal church OLPS about my twisted ankle sustained on fri afternoon it hurts la. but anyway after much pain in there i came out with a wrapping round it n went to church for mass in slippers. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed down to physics tuition n tore out my cracked toenail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXl_BTTJEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JjGDTu519-E/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXl_BTTJEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JjGDTu519-E/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095231424283485250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmEBTTJFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1LTMGnstayI/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmEBTTJFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1LTMGnstayI/s200/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095231510182831186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopped to mrs kumar my maths tuition teacher and did differentiation. got obsessed with dogs n started taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmzhTTJJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/T7ySKFY4VX4/s1600-h/noisiest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmzhTTJJI/AAAAAAAAAHE/T7ySKFY4VX4/s200/noisiest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232326226617490" border="0" /&gt;the noisest 1+ yrs old&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmuBTTJII/AAAAAAAAAG8/5Se7g2FWpfs/s1600-h/cutest+husky+9mths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmuBTTJII/AAAAAAAAAG8/5Se7g2FWpfs/s200/cutest+husky+9mths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232231737336962" border="0" /&gt;cutest husky 9mths&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmohTTJHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eV9Jz2DVtaA/s1600-h/im+6+the+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmohTTJHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eV9Jz2DVtaA/s200/im+6+the+kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232137248056434" border="0" /&gt;im 6 the kid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmiBTTJGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BK5RFF20KtY/s1600-h/oldest+im+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXmiBTTJGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BK5RFF20KtY/s200/oldest+im+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095232025578906722" border="0" /&gt;im the oldest at 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are cute huh. (: ciao ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-2039964613896819185?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2039964613896819185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2039964613896819185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodness-gracious.html' title='Goodness Gracious'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrXl_BTTJEI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JjGDTu519-E/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6238660454614901004</id><published>2007-08-06T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:11:50.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minji was heree'/><title type='text'>ABOUT ME!!</title><content type='html'>I AM A BIG FAT FATTY WHO IS A PIG !!I HAVE BIG TUMMY TAT MAKES ME LOOK FAT !! SO I AM A BIG BIG FATTY !! I LOVE MINJI CAuse she is not fat=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6238660454614901004?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6238660454614901004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6238660454614901004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/08/about-me.html' title='ABOUT ME!!'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4897139481908040610</id><published>2007-08-05T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T21:55:18.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All of It . . .</title><content type='html'>haven been posting coz ive got tution on mon, tues, wed n thurs nights. haha. monday was fongy's birthday. happie 16th birthday dawg. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSDuxTTI9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/yHO5XpPpFWo/s1600-h/me+n+tingfong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSDuxTTI9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/yHO5XpPpFWo/s320/me+n+tingfong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094841917994378194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n birthday boy in the toilet. (nth happened okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues after school was supposed to go support dear dear at yck stadium for her 2.4km run but mr zaman asked me to be the c division's coach for their last match coz he had to go officiate the 2.4km run at yck so i was coach for the day. i arranged the tactics, strategies n blahblahblah n guess wad!? we won 2-1 !!! Coach Rainer 1match 1win. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgotten wad was on wed. haha {=&lt;br /&gt;was there a thursday? bloahs. actually went to watch simpson's wif dear dear DA REN. (:&lt;br /&gt;on friday leadership handover rehearsal and den went to meet dear sent her home after having dinner. love u always dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh. and and on sat. today which is. woke up late n rushed down to suntec convention centre to attend a national youth sector conference. mainly about mentoring learnt alot. hahas. den went on for a workshop popped up to see WCG for awhile den hopped around suntec, citilink and vivo with james nap. home now nursing a twisted ankle. galleria below. goodnite people. loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSD2xTTI-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Jgig2UfAb1k/s1600-h/1st+double+heart+i+made.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSD2xTTI-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Jgig2UfAb1k/s320/1st+double+heart+i+made.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094842055433331682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 1st double heart i made. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSD9hTTI_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/0QwhKU0vIc8/s1600-h/bevis+n+hui2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSD9hTTI_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/0QwhKU0vIc8/s320/bevis+n+hui2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094842171397448690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleeping in unison.*claps!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSEIxTTJBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3DaTlPW0dW4/s1600-h/sleeping+beauties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSEIxTTJBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3DaTlPW0dW4/s320/sleeping+beauties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094842364670977042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleeping has a pattern to it. (: learn it my dear people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSEChTTJAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fXtgwURBFBo/s1600-h/FUNGSTER%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSEChTTJAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fXtgwURBFBo/s320/FUNGSTER%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094842257296794626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;presenting the FUNGSTER! cool stuff. cant get any better (:&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/420602265660431009-4897139481908040610?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4897139481908040610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4897139481908040610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-of-it.html' title='All of It . . .'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RrSDuxTTI9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/yHO5XpPpFWo/s72-c/me+n+tingfong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-3583953105379984375</id><published>2007-07-28T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:31:43.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You n Memories</title><content type='html'>im munching a blueberry cheese cake right now. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i got another present, a wallet from muthu, sean, fiona, bel, hweeen n timo. thanks. not forgetting michy who chosed it. sorry if u dont see me using it. coz i feel damn sad when this new wallet has only cash n ez-link card in it so yupp. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoPERTTI8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/cPDsHerSRQ0/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoPERTTI8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/cPDsHerSRQ0/s400/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091898894734009282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tot it was from spade at first. waHahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway school was pretty cool today kinda pissed in the morning but all's well. forgive n forget. rehearsal for leadership handover was okay. so soccer's wearing the shorts n long socks. no more track pants. so awkward. bloahs. last look at me with the armband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoOgRTTI5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/LqrSe-QfQpM/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoOgRTTI5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/LqrSe-QfQpM/s400/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091898276258718610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mine! b div boys captain armband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoNzRTTI3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/TPWvN8mqjOg/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoNzRTTI3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/TPWvN8mqjOg/s400/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091897503164605298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another one. this is for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoObRTTI4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/eIeL6v5Qy8E/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoObRTTI4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/eIeL6v5Qy8E/s400/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091898190359372674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and tts me orf cuz. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dearest at amk central n then went to her house to have dinner. her bro cooked salmon simmered in a pot and fried cockles with garlic. it was uber nice. hahas. frankly speaking i didn't like cockles much coz of one incident i ate char kway teow's cockle n had diarrhoea. but this time the cockles were superbly delicious. ate like 10+? hahas. messed around in her study room chit chat her father came home continued to play den went back. hehes. i love u darling. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoO0RTTI7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/j6d24RxPRtU/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoO0RTTI7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/j6d24RxPRtU/s400/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091898619856102322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her study room! love ya girl girl.&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/420602265660431009-3583953105379984375?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3583953105379984375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/3583953105379984375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-n-memories.html' title='You n Memories'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqoPERTTI8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/cPDsHerSRQ0/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1963995922461872865</id><published>2007-07-24T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:13:50.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimson and Clover</title><content type='html'>today was a pretty lil bit different. anyone can guess why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz its ma BIRTHDAY yall! SWEET 16! so many things u can do wen ur 16. like blah blah blahs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many thanks to all who wished me and gave me presents. (: yall sure made my day.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU PEOPLE. rock on, bangs ur heads n shake ur tail feathers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- those who are nt 16 yet: only word to describe ur 16th birthday. Sweet. hah&lt;br /&gt;- muthu: enough of the ranting alrdy. (:&lt;br /&gt;- yuanbao: im 16 n ur not at the time i post this post at 11.59pm ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last of all thanks to my dearest, minji. simply just love u! to bits!? heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQbRTTIyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FZUiTEoy8hY/s1600-h/Image0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQbRTTIyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FZUiTEoy8hY/s400/Image0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090422645754897186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i don't recognise that person at all. do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQRBTTIxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xt9ruSVyQ4I/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQRBTTIxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xt9ruSVyQ4I/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090422469661238034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys got me the latest, T90 shoot. thanks loads peeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQjxTTIzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tKK7AjKh9Kg/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQjxTTIzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tKK7AjKh9Kg/s400/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090422791783785266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;promoting social cohesion in our class! racial harmony! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;from left: koh wei (chinese), vivegan (indian), raba'ah (malay), michelle (eurasian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQsBTTI0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/_IhUoWTw8zc/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQsBTTI0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/_IhUoWTw8zc/s400/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090422933517706050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the result of the playing me n bevis did at sakae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTRuhTTI2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/WDhIPVkA1Eo/s1600-h/DSC07038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTRuhTTI2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/WDhIPVkA1Eo/s400/DSC07038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090424075979006818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had one too many 'ectasy' pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTRlxTTI1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/qIwZI3Jlsw4/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTRlxTTI1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/qIwZI3Jlsw4/s400/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090423925655151442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BIG head = got BIG dandruff!!! no more no less. ((:&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/420602265660431009-1963995922461872865?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1963995922461872865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1963995922461872865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/crimson-and-clover.html' title='Crimson and Clover'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqTQbRTTIyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FZUiTEoy8hY/s72-c/Image0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4345591381898613848</id><published>2007-07-23T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:52:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovers and Friends</title><content type='html'>my physics tuition got canceled coz the teacher's wife is in labour pain. so no tuition so i rushed down to amk hub to get STH and rushed for tuition. after tuition was church the homily was like freaking short n fast so the mass ended pretty early den i hopped over to the bistro/restaurant that my maths tuition teacher's husband opened and had their NZ grilled rack of lamb. it was so succulent. i sucked every bit of it up plus the Xtra serving of mashed potatoes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.07.2007 nice number aye. anyway that day in the morning i went to ACS barker's student leader's investiture with timo aka botak boy. (: and we took a bus after newton mrt and we saw holy innocents student leaders walking to ACS but like this (see below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNawhTTIoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/F7eSxgbUYl0/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNawhTTIoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/F7eSxgbUYl0/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011793478328962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u dont get this everyday do ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha caught on candid camera. barefoot! i took this pic while the bus was moving off the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the investiture went back to deyi den went to meet some big fatty named minji walked around sent her home bounced home changed n rushed to meet linhui, peishan, hengjie, bevis for sakae sushi buffet. mich followed after a while. so that begins our adventure. we were sitted at like the corner so no one would notice us which was good actually. me n bevis played wif the travel-lator or the belt la. so there was one whole big space with no food n one whole chain of food. lols! dumped food we cant finish in a plastic bag after at 10. went to play bball and caught the last bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNfWhTTIuI/AAAAAAAAADs/EyxcIxXf_Gs/s1600-h/the+people+at+sakae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNfWhTTIuI/AAAAAAAAADs/EyxcIxXf_Gs/s320/the+people+at+sakae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090016844359869154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the people me, linhui, michelle, peishan n missing from pic - bevis, hengjie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNfDhTTIsI/AAAAAAAAADc/arrfeoHJ1Gg/s1600-h/da+females+at+sakae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNfDhTTIsI/AAAAAAAAADc/arrfeoHJ1Gg/s320/da+females+at+sakae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090016517942354626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;specimens of the retarded female species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNfOBTTItI/AAAAAAAAADk/1_x6deeBGow/s1600-h/me+n+sushi+plates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNfOBTTItI/AAAAAAAAADk/1_x6deeBGow/s320/me+n+sushi+plates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090016698330981074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was caught unaware. trust me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNgpRTTIwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Armqs56TSfM/s1600-h/See+the+resemblance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNgpRTTIwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Armqs56TSfM/s400/See+the+resemblance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090018265994044162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just for laughs! haha (:&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/420602265660431009-4345591381898613848?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4345591381898613848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4345591381898613848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/lovers-and-friends.html' title='Lovers and Friends'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RqNawhTTIoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/F7eSxgbUYl0/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-5608195450270410141</id><published>2007-07-19T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:02:49.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Lives</title><content type='html'>i officially declare myself peaceful by nature - non-violent. wahaha. no idea why too. ((; maybe its because of the maths tuition im having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;TALKING ABOUT TUITION! im addicted to the coke n biscuits n snacks there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I F**KING GREW FAT! by 3.6KG!!&lt;br /&gt;3.6KG = 3600g = 1month of coke n biscuits = +2 inches on my waistline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I FUCKING GREW FA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT! FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that 3-letter word just doesnt get out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my pants dont fit me anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FEEL ME PEOPLE! FEEL ME!!! AHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainer says: "depressed. no photos today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;screw the coke n biscuits!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-5608195450270410141?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5608195450270410141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/5608195450270410141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/shit-lives.html' title='Shit Lives'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-2642144726920627755</id><published>2007-07-16T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:38:33.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batter n Biscuits</title><content type='html'>short post school tmr aye. was at tuition today, ate a whole load of alphabet biscuits n alot of coke besides that nth else interesting except for these below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo9Zs5J0UI/AAAAAAAAACU/0f0RgwbcEEs/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo9Zs5J0UI/AAAAAAAAACU/0f0RgwbcEEs/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087446240825299266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes he definately will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo9ic5J0VI/AAAAAAAAACc/vm_qW3XLwGo/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo9ic5J0VI/AAAAAAAAACc/vm_qW3XLwGo/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087446391149154642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh a niner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo-Xc5J0YI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dNJ6ENRGiSo/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo-Xc5J0YI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dNJ6ENRGiSo/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087447301682221442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wow! nvr heard of a ninety niner before but who cares. pictures speak for themselves. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo95M5J0WI/AAAAAAAAACk/eTNvDalViJ4/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo95M5J0WI/AAAAAAAAACk/eTNvDalViJ4/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087446781991178594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes very indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how boring tuition can get sometimes. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata people. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-2642144726920627755?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2642144726920627755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/2642144726920627755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/batter-n-biscuits.html' title='Batter n Biscuits'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpo9Zs5J0UI/AAAAAAAAACU/0f0RgwbcEEs/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-9067923193969601064</id><published>2007-07-15T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T19:07:07.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenagers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14-07-2007, this day i will remember for as long as i can rmb. but i tink im just gonna forget it like wad, tmr? bloahs. met dear at amk and took 24 to changi airport to see aeroplanes but who knew my wallet got lost! FCUK IT YALL! it contained like wad, 218 BIG F**KING BUCKS! n my cards n my NRIC! i told the bus driver on the next bus n like he 'mobilised' everything he could do to help like speak through the intercomm or sth to get the bus driver to stop n check but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;this is a personal memo to the person who took my wallet n if u dont return it with its full contents, SCREW YOUR F**KING DANGS DANGS. p.s. if ur a female, SCREW YOUR THANGS TILL THEY SAG LIKE BIG F**ING PAPAYAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;well dear was there to cheer me up? well the sight of her alrdy cheers me up luhh. bloahs. ((: love ya to bits! except the part where u drool-ed on my hand. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpirWc5J0QI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Yjlh9IbAT_Q/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpirWc5J0QI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Yjlh9IbAT_Q/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087004181316358402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wad do u noe? potato-cerous had a squid-ish mouth (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpirnc5J0RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZfctPULUVlk/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpirnc5J0RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZfctPULUVlk/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087004473374134546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now u know where to find bikini bottom (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpitTM5J0SI/AAAAAAAAACE/2ihc3ez3iqQ/s1600-h/wen+i+was+young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpitTM5J0SI/AAAAAAAAACE/2ihc3ez3iqQ/s320/wen+i+was+young.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087006324505039138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty pretty picture/familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpitt85J0TI/AAAAAAAAACM/iu-riDbTbps/s1600-h/Me+n+Erica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/Rpitt85J0TI/AAAAAAAAACM/iu-riDbTbps/s320/Me+n+Erica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087006784066539826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n erica during the Arts Fiesta during the drama show&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/420602265660431009-9067923193969601064?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/9067923193969601064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/9067923193969601064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/teenagers.html' title='Teenagers'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpirWc5J0QI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Yjlh9IbAT_Q/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4893290312795108365</id><published>2007-07-13T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:56:29.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeee!!!!</title><content type='html'>minji love rainer!! i shall post 4 rainer 4 2 dae=))) .................... minji was here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-4893290312795108365?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4893290312795108365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4893290312795108365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/wheeee.html' title='wheeee!!!!'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-829233698106561757</id><published>2007-07-12T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T23:23:46.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die Trying or Die with No Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;today can say it sucked. firstly skandan is a dumb ass screwed up unfeeling moron. so he suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was cool for the rest except one thing, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was first and huihui got overly obsessed with a rainbow appearing so she took pictures of the rainbow plentifully irregardless of the memory space left. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpTzILInXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/yQfWuptqW88/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpTzILInXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/yQfWuptqW88/s200/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085957200961559986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpTzXbInXcI/AAAAAAAAABM/owgI_Untx1k/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpTzXbInXcI/AAAAAAAAABM/owgI_Untx1k/s200/Image043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085957462954565058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- normal one                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in negative --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ate superbly alot of recess check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpTz5bInXeI/AAAAAAAAABc/6KtCGYg9vK4/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpTz5bInXeI/AAAAAAAAABc/6KtCGYg9vK4/s320/Image067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085958047070117346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next, in class the big head-ed linhui had totally absolutely nothing to do so she made this sushi roll thing with PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpT0JLInXfI/AAAAAAAAABk/e3QiaAgWHak/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpT0JLInXfI/AAAAAAAAABk/e3QiaAgWHak/s320/Image069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085958317653057010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then S-cube which officially stands for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Supervised Soccer Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Supervised Soccer Shooting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Self Soccer Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Self Soccer Shooting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz me n tuckwai hopped out of S-cube n went for all of those until we got back n got screwed by mr goh partially. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition was cool and the new dog that my tutor got was a black white husky and its dam cute. its only 8-9months old i think. so the students started stroking the husky n the other older dog which i think should be a golden retriever started barking coz it was jealous!? the maid took their chains off n they started 'playing' i walked off wen one was walking towards me n turned. WHAM! my wrist slammed into a cactus full of thorns and one exceptionally long one got stuck inside. i suddenly felt Linkin Park. like "i've become so numb i cant feel u there..." swelled luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpT0YLInXgI/AAAAAAAAABs/ozNSZkQwJwI/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpT0YLInXgI/AAAAAAAAABs/ozNSZkQwJwI/s320/Image070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085958575351094786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ciao! peeps~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-829233698106561757?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/829233698106561757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/829233698106561757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/die-trying-or-die-with-no-regrets.html' title='Die Trying or Die with No Regrets'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpTzILInXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/yQfWuptqW88/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6246599050338405266</id><published>2007-07-10T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:47:27.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends are For!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some pictures from after the arts fiesta 07.07.07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJTabInXVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uHVK4qt3kic/s1600-h/Sec4+SLs+Arts+Fiesta+07%27+%28formal%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJTabInXVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uHVK4qt3kic/s320/Sec4+SLs+Arts+Fiesta+07%27+%28formal%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085218642680307026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kinda formal aye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJSOrInXUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kB8asuBY9nM/s1600-h/Sec4+SLs+Arts+Fiesta+07%27+%28informal%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJSOrInXUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kB8asuBY9nM/s320/Sec4+SLs+Arts+Fiesta+07%27+%28informal%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085217341305216322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJVu7InXXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q5aBgKzot5o/s1600-h/barbequed+sean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJVu7InXXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q5aBgKzot5o/s320/barbequed+sean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085221193890880882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sean was gonna get minced. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJW9bInXYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q1pKorv_PFs/s1600-h/im+special.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJW9bInXYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q1pKorv_PFs/s320/im+special.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085222542510611842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was on the phone for something. guess wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJXX7InXZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mlFvIwPuZS0/s1600-h/ordering+pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJXX7InXZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mlFvIwPuZS0/s320/ordering+pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085222997777145234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ORDERING PIZZA! canadian 2 for 1 got 3 large ones so = 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJXxbInXaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XU-m6xhn9Ww/s1600-h/Nura+%26+ME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJXxbInXaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XU-m6xhn9Ww/s320/Nura+%26+ME.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085223435863809442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tts nura &amp; ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been posting lately so this is gonna be long. so i went for bartley sec student leader investiture. i went with angelina. totally boring because of the investiture programme and angelina. emotion-less girl. bloahs. we reached there round 7 and NO ONE was there to receive us some of their leaders saw us and walked away some just say make ur way to the BICE room and where the * was that!? sorry. the programme was good and organised. during the reception me n angel was there rotting ourselves and amusing each other with wad i was typing on my phone. all the leaders were busy eating themselves and no one came to talk to us. the tour was so-so and so we rushed out of the school. bloahs. peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway arts fiesta was cool. many things went as it planned though there were problems here and there but hey no one is perfect. these few days was so f**king busy settling the Earth Day project with muthu and michelle making the video clip and green ribbons. we made like 400+ ribbons for arts fiesta and gave out to sl's n teachers and guess what. michelle kept the whole bag of 300 ribbons with her and didn't give out any of them. WASTED LA MICHILLI! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;arts fiesta ended off with a bang! it was fun and the same old things la but without muthu i wont know how to get everything else done. so thanks bro. the initial idea was to get pizza for snacks so  sean was hagging for pizza so i ordered n mr jo paid for it. thanks mr jo n thank you indirectly seannie. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to get the CCA leaders board changed for mr zaman and thank you nie nie, fiona and mich for all the help. thanks guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and last of all i thank you my dearest minji for understanding my duties and responsibilities and being so big-hearted to let me do my stuff. I LOVE YOU ALWAYS. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6246599050338405266?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6246599050338405266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6246599050338405266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/friends-are-for.html' title='Friends are For!'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wkhduCJpYc4/RpJTabInXVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uHVK4qt3kic/s72-c/Sec4+SLs+Arts+Fiesta+07%27+%28formal%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7451175810597720315</id><published>2007-07-04T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:33:06.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wads Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;basically school was hectic today with arts fiesta, studies n coming up with a proposal for mrs chua for arts fiesta not mentioning tuition. gosh. can someone share my burden!? hurrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anyways found out from my chem tuition teacher that people who swim alot will get cancer coz the veri lil amount of chlorine will mutate ur cells and will eventually get cancer? haha how cool is that. and i have this obsession over putting mentos in coke. everytime i get mentos i dun have the coke and vice versa how irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle DRUGGED me! with chocolate cookies making me so high today and irritating so many of my classmates. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;anyways today's timo's burfdae so HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY to u botak boi! n to linhui the big head who wants to get distinction for amaths i have linked u alrdy. ((: peace out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-7451175810597720315?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7451175810597720315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7451175810597720315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/wads-life.html' title='Wads Life?'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-4816399427353321012</id><published>2007-07-03T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:44:56.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HydroCarbon hahh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im on a hardcore pool-ing nowadays got no idea why. pooled wif fadzli few days ago and pooled wif minji's cousin's fren ystd and pooled wif juihsin today. haha im bloke totally. so today was a school holiday coz ystd was youth day went out to play DotA wif fadzli n then played pool wif juihsin. gulped a peach bacardi bounced home n then to chemistry tuition. i know organic chemistry alrdy! rushed home here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;my blog is still alive n BREATHING! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;few days from now is Earth day/(Arts Fiesta in Deyi Sec) where concerts will be held all over the world simultaneously and channel 5 will be broadcasting it on 07.07.07 whats more is we have one of our own at the indoor stadium. WEAR GREEN on the 7 &amp;amp; 8 July 07 to support Earth day in letting people know of the global warming crisis we are facing. SAVE OUR WORLD!!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-4816399427353321012?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4816399427353321012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/4816399427353321012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/07/hydrocarbon-hahh.html' title='HydroCarbon hahh'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-1520542301377791475</id><published>2007-07-01T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:42:38.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hokus Pokus Ta-Dah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;today was exciting. nvr knew going for maths tuition was gonna be so rewarding coz i tink i know bionomial thereom alrdy! bloahss cant get enough. haha ciao at 5.30 n headed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;so freaky had this sudden urge to play snooker so i phoned mr fuzzy aka fadzli n went to play at amk snookerium. played 1 round of snooker like nubs but i won got 112pts while fuzzy had 69. 'couple' of fouls la. cheh-eh. hopped to pool and won 9-4 hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;check out this nEbO thing going on have a TapZ card get it to a vip card and pay S$20 to change it into a nEbO TapZ MIP card with S$20 play value with alot of perks going wif the membership. like $6 for a movie ticket at cathay 50%+ discount off escape n wild wild wet tickets. bowling discounts chalet discounts and earn loyalty pts n many more. go check it out at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.nebo.sg&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/420602265660431009-1520542301377791475?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1520542301377791475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/1520542301377791475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/06/hokus-pokus-ta-dah.html' title='Hokus Pokus Ta-Dah'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-6604451261846896707</id><published>2007-06-27T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T17:13:55.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hysterical Cries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;u guys out there probably thought that was my first n last post is it? well it isnt. Hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;soccer training or rather playing in the field was darn f**king funny i tell u. everyone was playing like sh*t. laugh n laugh until everyone cried. bloahs couldnt take tt sh*t no more n went home early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the big O's chinese oral is starting this thursday up till 12/7. unluckily mines on thursday screw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;good luck to all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/420602265660431009-6604451261846896707?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6604451261846896707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/6604451261846896707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/06/hysterical-cries.html' title='Hysterical Cries'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420602265660431009.post-7003737684840095985</id><published>2007-06-24T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T03:07:59.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;guess wad yall people out there haha im sick not to mention tired of looking at my old blog which has been dead for over a year now so this is my new blog. i pray tt there will be a repetition of wad happened to my old one. haha so show me the love people and check out this new old lil www.soon-to-be-dead-blog.com of Rainer's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &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/420602265660431009-7003737684840095985?l=clear-vague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7003737684840095985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/420602265660431009/posts/default/7003737684840095985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-vague.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>mrcmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663680749020789720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
