<?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-5463286412524854150</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:20:42.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nth else better to do with my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5210623798135446474</id><published>2009-08-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:59:36.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol very bored now so jus decided to post..&lt;br /&gt;ok so the past few days have been quite nice, but today was so boring..... learnt tht dun hav ag the whole of this week sia.. think this week will be the worst, thurs must stay back for chem.. fri got geog at 2.30 -.- sure end very late, how to watch movie sia..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, g.i. joe was quite nice, wanted to watch up ytd but broke lols. sun was fun, met nehe at compass point then went to his aunt's house then went to my house to watch the match. lol spent the whole night doing stupid and random stuff on msn. lols gtg bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5210623798135446474?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/5210623798135446474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=5210623798135446474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5210623798135446474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5210623798135446474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol-very-bored-now-so-jus-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-1460591673914097384</id><published>2009-06-21T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:32:02.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 week left of sch hols, this is the hw i have: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- a maths worksheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- chem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- eng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-ss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thts pretty much everything -.- lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok anw fri was quite fun, lols it became a guys outing. umm this is fate i think, me and wingleng kept on bumping into the same people.. we go toilet on the way see them, come out go back to arcade oso see them, come out of arcade oso see them, go back in arcade oso see them, while we queued up for popcorn they were oso there(oh ya, wee heng got ripped off), AND THIS IS THE FREAKY THING: THEY WERE WATCHING THE SAME SHOW, aiyo, by right should have been seating same row as them, end up we sat 1 row in front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas, but they were quite chio lor, wee heng and jonathan dun think so -.- at least better than ------ and ------ lols. this week i think going back again, if see them again its really fate hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-1460591673914097384?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/1460591673914097384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=1460591673914097384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1460591673914097384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1460591673914097384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-week-left-of-sch-hols-this-is-hw-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-7641837995419569988</id><published>2009-06-18T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:50:56.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;freaking bored at home sia.. stay at home for so long -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last week was kinda okay, watched 3 movies(: lols - monsters vs aliens, ghost of girlfriends past, hannah montana.. LOL dun even noe why i watched tht last one... the plot was -.- the only good thing was the songs and taylor swift(: lols like tht song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im sooo guai lor, nvr go out at all this week.. cus im freaking GROUNDED! my parents wan me to stay at home and study so my results dun look like crap nxt term.. i mean, who the hell studies during holidays -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-7641837995419569988?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7641837995419569988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7641837995419569988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7641837995419569988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7641837995419569988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/06/freaking-bored-at-home-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-2343883729372595659</id><published>2009-06-07T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:52:20.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/Sit_n5z0cUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UbShN76AqHw/s1600-h/Hey+Monday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344505706315018562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/Sit_n5z0cUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UbShN76AqHw/s320/Hey+Monday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How You Love Me Now - Hey Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were talking to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But messing with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s finally clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You’re blurring the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are you disturbed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, now you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do you race through my red lights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can’t understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll slow it down for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me how can you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby tell me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me how can you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Save it for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m not gonna hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your reasons and “please-just-take-me-backs”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We never were right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don’t waste your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You crashed and you’re on your own tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can’t understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll slow it down for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me how can you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby tell me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me how can you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lights out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My falling star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sun rises here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There’s no more you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me how can you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby tell me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me how can you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you love me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas, think its like one of my favourite songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cassadee pope~&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/5463286412524854150-2343883729372595659?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/2343883729372595659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=2343883729372595659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2343883729372595659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2343883729372595659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-you-love-me-now-hey-monday-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/Sit_n5z0cUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UbShN76AqHw/s72-c/Hey+Monday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-6614511798911556994</id><published>2009-06-06T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:48:20.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first week of hols is over, finally.. spent most of the time rotting away at home -.- hope nxt week will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-6614511798911556994?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/6614511798911556994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=6614511798911556994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6614511798911556994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6614511798911556994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-week-of-hols-is-over-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-2964281946824930694</id><published>2009-05-28T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:53:25.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lols, today had bazaar. was damn fun sia(: esp the haunted house for 3B and 3D, so damn funny, kept on laughing.. went for 3B with alston wayne and glenn. so fun, alston kena molested ahaha, i think one of the funniest haunted house i went to ever. 3D was oso quite fun, went in only with wayne, but the slime kinda spoil the thing. end up both our hands got so much slime hahas, but still laugh laugh laugh lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rest of bazaar din do much, aft sch wanted to go to pp for lunch, end up went magic wok. took very long to eat -.- aft tht went to cathay. watched terminator, lols, jovan was so confused(: at least i understand some of it hahas, cus i watched the first 3 movies lols.. aft tht went home lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-2964281946824930694?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/2964281946824930694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=2964281946824930694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2964281946824930694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2964281946824930694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/lols-today-had-bazaar.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5072682405718639488</id><published>2009-05-24T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:39:16.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my phone bill for this month: incoming call: 1100++ mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                             outgoing call: 500++ mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                             sms: 1100++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;total phone bill:$114++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lols, lucky my incoming free, if nt my mother will kill me ;p hahas anw its nt a record. i think my record was last year, when i went chennai, $450++ over 2 months(: ahaha if nt including overseas then oso last year, i think it was $168 or something lols                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5072682405718639488?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/5072682405718639488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=5072682405718639488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5072682405718639488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5072682405718639488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-phone-bill-for-this-month-incoming.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-1446580465286452997</id><published>2009-05-23T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:06:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although i screwed up my mye, im still so happy!!! cus i finally got the tickets for the liverpool match!! OMG THANK YOU NEHE'S AUNT LOLS. she bought the tickets for us. gonna watch with nehe(: cant wait.. two more months.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-1446580465286452997?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/1446580465286452997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=1446580465286452997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1446580465286452997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1446580465286452997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/although-i-screwed-up-my-mye-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5914032139668008827</id><published>2009-05-19T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:53:04.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE LIVERPOOL MATCH COSTS $88!!!!!! GRANDSTAND $188!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOLS, i really wanna watch hahas. dunno whether should watch grandstand(: but i wan Gerrard's autograph. and if possible, i wan Torres's autograph oso, and Kuyt, and Reina, ahh basically the whole liverpool team la xD my whole jersey will be filled with autographs(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so happy lor, their coming to singapore. gonna buy the tickets once they come out! going with nehe, and maybe a few other ppl(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5914032139668008827?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-7846471654698449627</id><published>2009-05-19T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:43:42.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG my results like crap liddat, hahas look at the bright side, this is only mid year, its nt counted for o lvls hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lesson learnt, gotta study at least abit before exams. nth much happened today la, sch was actually kinda boring -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sian la... my parents are so pissed with me, cus of my results -.- cant they look at the bright side? lols, maybe im nt those exam-smart ppl hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is my post-exam resolution(lols made it up :D) - during exams gotta study at least half an hour a day(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-7846471654698449627?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7846471654698449627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7846471654698449627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7846471654698449627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7846471654698449627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-my-results-like-crap-liddat-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-2251379320338012624</id><published>2009-05-18T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:50:18.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas, this year me and alvin kinda switched personalities i think, lols. but alvin din change in 1 thing, hes so pessimistic, hahas, everytime go "sure fail la, sure fail"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okok, so today went to simei cc, played badminton with pannawit, wayne, marcus and the 2 teck wees hahas. got owned by everyone lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i also realised something ytd - our friendship is worth less than a girl. jus cus of this girl, u keep on pestering me the whole day, at least i proved to u i dun like her rite? hahas, actually feel kinda relieved though, u will stop pestering me xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-2251379320338012624?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/2251379320338012624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=2251379320338012624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2251379320338012624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2251379320338012624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahas-this-year-me-and-alvin-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-9162966047032632522</id><published>2009-05-17T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:53:46.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DEPRESSED! man utd won the title wth.. nvm liverpool will win nxt year(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-9162966047032632522?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/9162966047032632522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=9162966047032632522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/9162966047032632522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/9162966047032632522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/depressed-man-utd-won-title-wth.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-998154371705035231</id><published>2009-05-15T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:42:07.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Danny is out.. wth man, expected him to go through. but i gotta admit, kris was damn good, his version of kanye west's heartless was jus so amazing. anw, nxt week must watch the finals, wanted to pon sch to watch, but tht day got class photo-taking i think, so cannot pon lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-998154371705035231?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/998154371705035231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=998154371705035231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/998154371705035231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/998154371705035231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/danny-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-498346172502175829</id><published>2009-05-10T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:52:59.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 15th b'dae to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GLENN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DELBERT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEEPA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-498346172502175829?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/498346172502175829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=498346172502175829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/498346172502175829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/498346172502175829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-15th-bdae-to-glenn-delbert-deepa.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-2005826338878497388</id><published>2009-05-09T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:25:23.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas, went out today with alston, glenn, teck wee(chuw) and jordan. picked alston up then went to pasir ris. met chuw then went arcade. got owned at initial d, then glenn came and finally beat teck wee lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to e hub to meet jordan, he was bowling with brandon and jared. bowled with chuw, alston and glenn. me and glenn played as 1 player cus we suck. hahas, obviously we got owned by both alston and chuw. alston damn pro luh, got his own bowling ball, bowling shoes, bowling gloves... aiya anything related to bowling he hav la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to tampines mall to watch x-men:origins of wolverine. the movie was damn nice, the graphics oso. wolverine looks damn cool sia, my favourite character(: alston was spoiling the whole story for me but i still enjoyed it hahas. anw aft the movie, cabbed to pp with glenn chuw and jordan. took bus home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-2005826338878497388?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/2005826338878497388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=2005826338878497388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2005826338878497388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2005826338878497388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahas-went-out-today-with-alston-glenn.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3854959203619194792</id><published>2009-05-08T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:53:53.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ALLISON'S OUT! like wth man, she can sing, feel kinda sad. jus hope she gets a record soon, and becomes famous like daughtry(quadruple platinum) WOW! now im supporting danny(: hope he wins, then i can get a movie ticket frm gloria hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so myes has been quite ok so far, basically slacking everyday. the only paper i think i failed was geog elec(: oh ya, today bio paper the standard was nt like ms tan standard, usually the qns will be like damn tough, end up today can answer quite a few qns so im kinda happy(: umm the practical was ok, but i think some of my experiments were screwed up.. nvm la, only 25m. but it was damn hot in there sia, all the fan off, then all the bunsen burner on.. an oven hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so after practical waited for the councillors to see ms chen, then went to parkway with some 3A ppl. saw esther and jeanette at subway lols.. then while eating another group of 3A ppl came. is pp like a second home for 3A ppl? hahas. anw, went to popular aft tht, stayed there for quite a while, and darrel and shija came. talked to them, then left popular. the rest went home, so i went back to pp lols. met up with sc, shaun, beney and the rest. walked around for a while then went to bus-stop. everyone left again lols, and me and sc walked back to pp AGAIN. i went to parkway like 3 times today LOL. shopped around with sc, realised i had only $30.. tried nt to withdraw lol, but end up withdrawing money.. aft tht went home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realised something. although this is the mye week, i have been going out almost everyday, and in 2 days, i spent around $100++ and now I AM BROKE, and tmr still going out again.. OMG IS THIS SERIOUSLY THE MID-YEARS?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3854959203619194792?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3854959203619194792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3854959203619194792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3854959203619194792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3854959203619194792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/allisons-out-like-wth-man-she-can-sing.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-6053608798445454</id><published>2009-05-04T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:15:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm.. ok shall blog abt past few days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;umm, went back to sch for bio for like 2 hrs, kinda okay la, no bio lesson can ever be boring lols. my test i got like 31 and im so happy. hahas. aft bio went to pp with a few ppl, ate at banquet. while eating sc came lols, cus beney havent arrive yet. walked around, then went to meet with the other 3A ppl.. all standing outside giant -.- we flooded the whole place. it was like a 3A outing lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft beney arrived went to macs with sc, him, and shutong. didnt really study much lor.. stayed there until 6. jus talking. went to pp again. bought sc this super belated birthday present. u better treasure it hor ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, finally went to church! hahas in the morning went to church, then aft church rushed to suntec. waited for nehe then went for service. lols the pastor wasnt there lor, end up they were showing some vid of a previous service during the SARS period.. aft service went to macs for lunch. while walking down saw mr. rizal LOLS.. tried to study at macs but couldnt -.- left at like 3 to go home for tuition.. fell asleep during tuition lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;screwed up at least half of paper 1. my format for letter totally screwed up. paper 2 was okay.. was sleeping for quite long... they should make the paper shorter la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nth much to say. aft tht went home and use comp all the way until now. tmr ss sure die hahas, ltr must start mugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-6053608798445454?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/6053608798445454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=6053608798445454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6053608798445454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6053608798445454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-4809312646808501566</id><published>2009-05-03T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:28:16.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/Sf1-Np_4-MI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cHvWTlSNY24/s1600-h/allison+iraheta.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331556306953763010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/Sf1-Np_4-MI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cHvWTlSNY24/s320/allison+iraheta.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allison Iraheta~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lols, im nt obsessed with her, hahas, i just think she sings well and shes hot. LOLS&lt;/span&gt;&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;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/px0jfHoGTGQ&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/px0jfHoGTGQ&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3uuIyxTs2wQ&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/3uuIyxTs2wQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/05/allison-iraheta-lols-im-nt-obsessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/Sf1-Np_4-MI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cHvWTlSNY24/s72-c/allison+iraheta.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5375174534364858423</id><published>2009-04-30T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:38:24.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You with the sad eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be discouraged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard to take courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a world full of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can lose sight of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the darkness inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can make you feel so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I see your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;true colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;True colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a rainbow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show me a smile then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be unhappy, can't remembe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I last saw you laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If this world makes you crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you've taken all you can bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You call me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because you know I'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll see your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's why I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; true colors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;True colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a rainbow&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/5463286412524854150-5375174534364858423?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/5375174534364858423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=5375174534364858423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5375174534364858423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5375174534364858423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-with-sad-eyes-dont-be-discouraged.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-1587346373588809265</id><published>2009-04-27T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:04:16.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my blog is so dead:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe, anws, nth much happened today la.. after sch waited for ernest for like 2 hrs.. then in the meantime jus talk and played tai ti. went home with jonny, ernest, shu tong, sc and jun hong. talk talk talk.. lots of interesting stuff ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didnt get called to cut hair today(: but i was sure sonia wrote my name lor... anw its good(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya, 3E nehe, jj, chong wei, and a few other ppl shaved their hair.. omg like almost bald la.... and its VOLUNTARILY.... lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-1587346373588809265?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/1587346373588809265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=1587346373588809265' title='0 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4-1&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/5463286412524854150-7516468559093815171?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7516468559093815171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7516468559093815171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7516468559093815171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7516468559093815171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-7296042739205576100</id><published>2009-03-09T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:43:28.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello(: ok so camp was fun, i dun mind going back, except the food was crap.. but on the last 2 days it got better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these are my common test results so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chinese: 30/50- im so proud of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a math:37/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;social studies:17/22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bio:26/50-its crapped up man, i nid to study harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-7296042739205576100?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7296042739205576100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7296042739205576100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7296042739205576100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7296042739205576100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-ok-so-camp-was-fun-i-dun-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3266544295250743887</id><published>2009-02-19T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:59:26.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got back my bio today... 2nd lousiest in class... on the bright side, there are ppl who got the same as me(: i now hav to re-memorise wads DNA.. in pri sch i memorised it and now i forgot, so must re-memorise -.- ms tan has such high standards.. class avg 80%...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after sch went pizza hut.. waited for ernest.. then went home together... at the bus-stop something funny happened.. lols i can imagine.. nxt year.. 2 negatives make a positive.... LOLS hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3266544295250743887?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3266544295250743887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3266544295250743887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3266544295250743887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3266544295250743887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/02/got-back-my-bio-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-7558578343656996920</id><published>2009-02-18T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:41:30.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh, common tests are nxt week... and i havent started studying yet... lols &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recently life has been boring... im sitting near two relatives of rudolph.. ytd got back e math.. i did badly... seriously man, sry alvin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today i realised something.. MDM ROZY TEACHES SS... yeah kinda shocked, when i went into the audi and saw her i thought it was a geog lecture... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;life has been problem free for me so far.. but u hav so many problems.. maybe u hav so many problems to make up for the problems i dun hav? lols hahas.. then another one.. uni leh... its like so far away.. if until o's oso not so bad, but its until uni... i mean like.. omg so far away..... its like 4 years away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hiv, stomach cancer or bird flu? now i noe.. its hiv... get well soon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-7558578343656996920?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7558578343656996920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7558578343656996920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7558578343656996920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7558578343656996920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/02/gosh-common-tests-are-nxt-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5976342465763045444</id><published>2009-02-16T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:45:50.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was ok.. chem and ss was okay.. for ss nani didnt come.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eng was a joke... "im allergic to noise".. and yet ur using an amplifier set.... eh seriously ar, u like scolding ppl so much meh? scold us, then aft tht go 3G and scold them... we can hear u from across the block.... and yet u can say tht ur allergic to noise.... u were our lit teacher last year, do u get the meaning of irony? a maths.. as usual it was very.... then aft tht had bio.. "if skin is so elastic then how come.." LOLS.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft sch, first time dun hav remedial/supp other than friday.. so went with witty to macs.. we did our hw there... then went home.. then at macs.. saw a bunch of ppl.. one of them was called razie.. guess which one? the fat one lols.. got some ppl sitting behind us damn irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;common tests nxt week~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5976342465763045444?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/5976342465763045444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=5976342465763045444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5976342465763045444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5976342465763045444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-249450414514975044</id><published>2009-02-11T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:24:24.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realised something, eng lessons is a very good time to finish up all ur homework.. during eng today i finished up chem and e maths the workbook qns.. no offence, but seriously, eng i dun learn anything at all.. oh ya, i learnt a new word today.. tht makes it 2 new words i learnt in more than 1 year under you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i actually passed my geog elec.. im so happy.. i think this is one of the rare times i actually passed a test on geog other than my common test or mid-year and end-year.... kinda surprised, even though i got like only 7.5, just passed.... oh and today's chi test was so hard la... idk how to do most of the qns.. then bio was postponed again.. then end up i must study for bio AGAIN... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-249450414514975044?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/249450414514975044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=249450414514975044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/249450414514975044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/249450414514975044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-realised-something-eng-lessons-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-8460169405449048319</id><published>2009-02-10T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:19:55.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hais.. for the first quiz, i did well for chem and i screwed up physics.. then for the second quiz i screwed up chem and did well for physics..... omg i mean like... anw A class is scary la.. 36 A1 leh.. then the msg is around 1.2... the closest to us is B class, and their msg is like 1.7.... anw B class improved, they did badly for the last physics quiz i think.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fell asleep many times today... looked behind me, saw so many ppl looking so bored... seriously la.. eng is like so boring.. all i learnt from her is only one word, lackadaisical(nt sure whether spelled correctly).. and tht was when she was scolding us during lit last year.. this year i havent even learnt anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is wad happened during a maths today, cus we made too much noise or sumthing liddat the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teacher said "class, i dun think ur setting a good example for the china students". the joke: the china student fell asleep while she was teaching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting back geog tmr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-8460169405449048319?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/8460169405449048319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=8460169405449048319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8460169405449048319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8460169405449048319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/02/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-6730471783821815784</id><published>2009-02-03T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:16:32.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was quite okay, except for eng which was .. a maths oso la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pe did some cooper test.. run 8 rounds(3.2km) around the field in 12 mins to pass.... its crazy.. only some ppl passed.. paced myself with nicholas.. we managed 6 rounds in 12 mins.. yay thts 2.4km..(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today phy and chem paper was quite simple, but i alr lost 1m each for both papers liao....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr i think having the thermometer check... then thurs is the actual temperature taking.. this is dumb la.. i always spend $4 to buy thermometer, then take temperature once only.. then i lose my thermometer and the whole process repeats.. moral of the story? dun bother buying a thermometer tmr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-6730471783821815784?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/6730471783821815784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=6730471783821815784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6730471783821815784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6730471783821815784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-quite-okay-except-for-eng.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5434670855938442529</id><published>2009-02-01T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:05:21.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i learnt something new about someone ytd.. omg cant believe it.. hes so sick... seriously la i cant believe it man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5434670855938442529?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/5434670855938442529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=5434670855938442529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5434670855938442529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5434670855938442529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-learnt-something-new-about-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-6218298570223709639</id><published>2009-01-25T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:07:13.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello ppl, cny is tmr, so happy cny ppl(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-6218298570223709639?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/6218298570223709639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=6218298570223709639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6218298570223709639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6218298570223709639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-ppl-cny-is-tmr-so-happy-cny-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3670775642832463306</id><published>2009-01-24T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:01:06.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd was quite okay la... the lion dance.... it was rubbish... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft sch went to plaza sing to fix witty's phone, then went to cathay to watch movie.. tried to sneak in to nc16 movie.. but failed.. sad la.. ended up watching inkheart.. the show was quite nice.. aft tht went to plaza sing then went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3670775642832463306?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3670775642832463306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3670775642832463306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3670775642832463306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3670775642832463306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/ytd-was-quite-okay-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-845382266126342401</id><published>2009-01-19T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:58:27.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alvin, im finally updating.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, so today was quite okay la.. for once chem and a maths nt tht boring.. a maths we learned sumthing new.. then mrs foo jus skip step and expect us to understand -.- then when she do slowly i understand.... bio was quite okay, i think of all the 3 sciences i will do the best for bio... the teacher is interesting, the topics are nt so boring.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft sch went with pannawit and daryl to burger king.. we did and revised the a math hw there, took us quite long... then went home abt 5..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-845382266126342401?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/845382266126342401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=845382266126342401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/845382266126342401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/845382266126342401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/alvin-im-finally-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-7372629495528535554</id><published>2009-01-12T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:53:17.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm.. nth to blog abt for today, it was another boring day at sch, with the boring teachers(ms tan is an exception).. aft sch stayed back for a while to do some eng thing, then went home, jogged with daryl, we didnt jog until the prata shop, halfway we stopped and walked there.. stitches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 lessons learnt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do not drink kickapo before jogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do not kick a stone after jogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-7372629495528535554?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7372629495528535554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7372629495528535554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7372629495528535554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7372629495528535554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-6524959059215601803</id><published>2009-01-10T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:58:45.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd sch was quite slack, only a few subjects, sian this year oso got hear my say... after sch went with witty and nehe to macs, we did our A maths there, and oso played some cards. this woman came up to us, tried to sell us some stuff, it was so over-priced, we definitely wont be so dumb to buy -.- left at around 4, then went home.. reached home, bathe, ate dinner at around 6 then left for tuition at 6.45. wah, the roads all jam sia, end up i was abit late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the new teacher is quite nice la, then the other students oso quite nice.. first lesson only, we didnt really talk.. the new teacher taught in spain japan and sri lanka before o.o.. tuition ended at 9.30, then went home, watched tv and sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this morning woke up, went for maths tuition.. die la, the maths so tough... i think im gonna fail this year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay finished my maths homework, now left chem, eng, chinese..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-6524959059215601803?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/6524959059215601803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=6524959059215601803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6524959059215601803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/6524959059215601803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/ytd-sch-was-quite-slack-only-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-4138517347781211237</id><published>2009-01-08T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:24:18.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;havent gone on msn for the past few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anw, today had chi, e maths, and the 3 sci.. the chi teacher, ms tan(bio) and khairul(e maths) quite nice.. mrs tan(chem) oso quite a good teacher, but omg sia, physics is so boring.. mr wee and mrs lim.. boring.. almost fell asleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today aft sch, went to council room to slack for a while, talk talk talk, realise tht the councillors are so.. ate roti prata with daryl and jq, then gloria came.. jq went back to sch, and daryl went home(sry ar, didnt go with u) and i went with gloria to macs. we revised maths and a maths, played some cards and went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr hav CE.. dunno wad we're going to do. sec 1 was hear our say, sec 2 was hear my say, maybe sec 3 is hear your say? lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-4138517347781211237?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/4138517347781211237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=4138517347781211237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4138517347781211237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4138517347781211237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/havent-gone-on-msn-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-8026095396966179001</id><published>2009-01-05T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:37:56.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd day of sch, alr hav homework, and must stay back for supplementary lessons starting tmr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today morning took photo, surprisingly take quite fast.. went for chem, the lesson was okay la.. aft chem was social studies, yay got ms nani(: looked at cartoon drawings and infer.. its so like hist.. hope i do well.. then after tht was recess, talked to sc and other 2d08' ppl, went up for english.. -.- eng was boring la.. sit there write first two paragraph for compo.. my favourite food.. dunno wad to write la, so jus wrote crap.. after tht was A maths, the first chapter looks quite easy, but see the formula for the rest of the chapters ar.. bio was kinda interesting.. the teacher was quite scary but oso quite funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gtg finish up my hw.. bye(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-8026095396966179001?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/8026095396966179001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=8026095396966179001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8026095396966179001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8026095396966179001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-day-of-sch-alr-hav-homework-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3234067744074751956</id><published>2009-01-04T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:08:49.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to nehe's church this afternoon, the third service.. had to postpone tuition, maybe nxt time go for the second service with him? i hav been ponning church for a verrrrrry long time.. maybe i can call myself a christian who doesnt go to church? lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so the service was quite funny.. kept on laughing.. dont read harry potter cus it contains witchcraft.. dun read twilight cus most relationships are broken up cus of one bloodsucker(i still dont get it).. after service went to burger king, bought some food, yep im growing.. met nehe's mom and sis at the bus-stop, his sister is like so quiet la.. nt like my sis.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3234067744074751956?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3234067744074751956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3234067744074751956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3234067744074751956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3234067744074751956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-nehes-church-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5010343530689889996</id><published>2009-01-02T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:02:48.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today, first day of school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess wad? sonia is our form teacher again.. the 3Cs.. courtesy, cleanliness, co-operation..... today was mostly in the classroom and audi, we went to the audi twice.. the first time they talk abt the different subjects.. physics looks like the toughest, the msg is the 2.5, 2.6 i think.. was really tired, so almost fell asleep during the talk.. i have no idea how im gonna survive during the A maths lectures in the audi.. the second talk was abt discipline.. "we hav discipline so tht u will hav self-discipline" or sumthing liddat.. "dont think discipline is us picking on you when u do something wrong".. if u say so, then why do u start shouting at us whenever we do something wrong? we'll just become deaf u noe.. there was this choices thing, chose in-line skating, then in-line hockey.. anw in order to play in-line hockey u must learn to skate rite? so wads the point of having in-line skating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after sch, celebrated benjamin, alvin and darren's birthday, then realised jonathan's birthday oso in january lols.. erm, lots of calories, can grow fatter quickly.. went to parkway, ate lunch, walked around, then went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5010343530689889996?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/5010343530689889996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=5010343530689889996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5010343530689889996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5010343530689889996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3805187393886868185</id><published>2009-01-01T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:14:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy new year ppl, its 2009, all the best for the new year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was watching the countdown just now while on msn.. fiona xie was singing some mixed version of "so what" by pink and "hot n cold" by katy perry.. SHE DOES NOT DO JUSTICE TO THE SONG... adrian pang was singing "let it rock" by kevin rudolf ft lil' wayne.. OMG DIDNT EVEN SOUND LIKE IT MAN... tay ping hui... "im yours" by jason mraz.... SOUNDED WEIRD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah, and happy new year ppl(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3805187393886868185?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3805187393886868185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3805187393886868185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3805187393886868185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3805187393886868185'/><link 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drew 2-2 with fulham.. the liverpool match was exciting, but the chelsea match had drama.. watch until last minute then fulham equalise... then the guy got yellow card for taking of his shirt -.- nvm now liverpool is 3 points clear at the top of the table(: even though man united got 3 games in hand, but even if they win those 3 games liverpool will still be top(: liverpool come into 2009 as top of the premier league.. yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looks like today's gonna be another boring day...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alvin's coming back tmr.. will hav 3-ways again.. yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5596845490739562724?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5953560998341926840</id><published>2008-12-28T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:09:18.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ah crap. i just realised sch starts this friday.. when u say sch starts &lt;em&gt;nxt &lt;/em&gt;friday instead of &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; friday, it sounds so much further away.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, the past few days have been quite okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on fri had a bbq at my house, my sis invited her friends, and my cousins came.. my sis friends are noisy.. the afternoon was so boring that i went to a nearby park, sat on the swing.. during the evening, my cousins came.. omg i feel short.. im shorter than a 12-year old.. but im taller than a 15-year old..... the bbq was quite ok, there was bee hoon.. lols it was actually quite nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd, woke up at around 10, eat breakfast, practice piano for a while, then went for lesson.. after piano, went back for lunch then went to compass point. they were promoting xiao niang re i think, so most of the cast was there.. the whole place was flooded with ppl.... i picked the wrong day to come.. so i cut my hair.. i think he was a trainee barber, he dropped the comb 3 times..... after cutting my hair, went to buy a bag.. bought adidas bag.. with the little liverpool crest on it... lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today, woke up at 5am, then couldnt sleep, so just stared at the ceiling until 8, then got up, ate breakfast then went to church.. after church went to grandma's house for lunch, watched cable at the same time, channel 55 i think, then went back and watched cable.. got bored so im blogging to kill time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-5953560998341926840?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/5953560998341926840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=5953560998341926840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5953560998341926840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/5953560998341926840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/ah-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-4770944252793164323</id><published>2008-12-25T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:24:32.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Merry Christmas ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok today morning went for church service.. the last time i went was quite long ago, i think a few months? ya.. ok, so service was okay, then aft tht, went back for lunch, then went to sch, supposed to meet nikhil there, end up he said meet at pp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;met him and benedict at parkway, we went to nikhil's house, play some cod4, i got owned.. then went to tampines mall to watch yes man. we arrived at like 4+, the show started at 4.30, we bought the tickets in time, but we were at the front row.. my neck damn pain sia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so the show was quite nice, also quite funny, moral of the story: dont say yes to everything or you'll be mistaken for a terrorist.. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow so lucky the parang didnt come out.. im safe(: oh and to nikhil: ur out of time! the year ends nxt week.. just passing on the msg from witty hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is my christmas message to all soccer fans: COMING INTO CHRISTMAS, LIVERPOOL IS LEADING AT THE TOP OF THE TABLE(: AFTER THE END OF THE SEASON, HOPEFULLY LIVERPOOL WILL STILL BE TOP OF THE TABLE, AND THEY WILL ALSO WIN THE CHAMPIONS LEAGUE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uhh yeah, guess thats it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and once again MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-4770944252793164323?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-1599834069225208754</id><published>2008-12-23T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:15:34.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, so ytd was boring as usual... but ytd night was not so boring.. spent the whole night talking and smsing to alvin, we were talking about random stuff, and we did not waste one hour going "u put down the phone first, no you put down the phone first", end up i fell asleep at 2+, then woke up at 5 and continued smsing lols.. we were talking abt nxt year subjects, how tough it is.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 boring people picked up their phones and had a 3-way conversation, about how boring life was. they discussed boring topics, had a boring conversation, and when they put down the phone, they realised that life was still boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye alvin(: i'll miss you.. dun forget to ask ur parents whether can stay over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im still in shock, cant believe it man...&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/5463286412524854150-1599834069225208754?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/1599834069225208754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-8719193502548648977</id><published>2008-12-19T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:52:15.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is wad happened ytd:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was supposed to meet alvin at 11.30, but came 20 mins late, then couldnt contact him, so he just waited for me.. sry alvin.. bought the tickets for twilight, then met jeanette. ate lunch, i think they ran out of small plates, so giv me and alvin so big plates... aft tht bought the popcorn and went in. there was this bunch of guys(maybe pri 6?) they all watched the movie together.. i wonder wad must the ticket-seller be thinking........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laugh laugh, then as usual, alvin was staring at the popcorn, trying to find the salted ones... when the show started he finally looked up.. the show was quite nice, quite exciting oso, and oso got some funny portions. the woman on jeanette's right laugh so weird.. then the girl on my left kept on staring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after the movie, we walk around, find christmas present, went to daiso, then carrefour.. realised tht the sheep is heavier than the cow.. jeanette tried to make alvin regret something.. always listen to a girl.. u can never win an argument with a girl.. trust me.. been there done that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to action city, look around.. then went to macs.. talk talk talk, laugh laugh laugh, "eh u go home sleep la, dun disturb us.." thks "mom" for the fries.. bought the crispy chicken, then took bus 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya, on the way to the bus-stop, this guy stopped me, and asked me to buy some photo album.. he was like "this is the last one" then another guy walked up and said "oh ya, i have one more left" -.- took bus 7, we were laughing.. on sat go her house, tear down the CFC air-cons.. oh and we also talk about the food for sat.. joking with alvin abt wad to say when we reach there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thts all tht happened ytd, it was quite fun, first outing with only alvin(: and jeanette(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hav a sudden craving for --&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lols....&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/5463286412524854150-8719193502548648977?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/8719193502548648977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=8719193502548648977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8719193502548648977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8719193502548648977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-wad-happened-ytd-was-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-1691347806234092342</id><published>2008-12-18T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:59:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was nice, it was the first time i went out with only alvin and jeanette lols, before tht it was fated we couldn't go out together.. lol.. reached home at abt 7.45, missed most of the chinese show but nvm.. at least i enjoyed myself today(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will blog abt today tmr, i nid to kill some time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i so need to get myself a hobby&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/5463286412524854150-1691347806234092342?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/1691347806234092342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=1691347806234092342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1691347806234092342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1691347806234092342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-nice-it-was-first-time-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3415350554503685855</id><published>2008-12-16T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:11:49.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today went out with joaquin to buy the present for this sat. we bought a cd each, david cook and david archuleta lols.. so sad he had to leave early.. so end up i went home after like 1hr+, alvin... why nvr come???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3415350554503685855?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3415350554503685855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3415350554503685855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3415350554503685855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3415350554503685855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-went-out-with-joaquin-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5393105834671196054</id><published>2008-12-11T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:28:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and before i forget, heres a vid of jurado laughing.. oh and for some reason, theres a pic below the vid, i cant get rid of it.. sry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4f1ae26c8993cd4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-4232482195138653107</id><published>2008-12-11T15:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:31:15.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd was funny sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so was supposed to meet jonny at 12.45 at the bus-stop, so reached there, harold arrived a while later, followed by jurado, then yongsheng. waited until 1 for jonny to come.. and he was the one who said come at 12.45...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took bus to the library, then from there we walk to ecp. on the bus, jurado was saying tht studies hav shown tht men with lots of leg hair hav very high .. .. then liddat he and jonny ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reached ecp, aaron, corliss and arvin was there, waited for calvin, then while waiting for him we were looking at ppl, then jurado was like "purple highlight, purple highlight" and aaron was "no la its blue la.." then harold was like the most blur, he thought we were talking about the shirt...&lt;br /&gt;then when on the phone with calvin, i was like "who let the dogs out? woof woof woof woof" hahas, its a joke.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so calvin came, then we went to rent the bikes, aaron yongshen and jurado didnt want to cycle, so end up me jonny harold corliss arvin and calvin rented the bikes.. arvin ar.. extra la.. cycle so fast, so end up only me jonny harold corliss and calvin cycle together, we cycled near safra i think, on the way there i was talking to corliss abt sch life.. then there was this beach, we went there, then we remembered the china man at the bike shop, he told us in tht china accent "ni men bu yao ba jiao che zai ni tu shang" but anw the sand is not mud rite? so we tried to cycle on the beach... harold tried first, he said so long as dun try to turn can liao, then jonny tried to turn, then end up he fall down... their bikes got alot of sand, so they bring to the water and wash..&lt;br /&gt;we cycled back to meet sy and justin, on the way me jonny and harold got tired, so went to get a drink, then when corliss looked back and didnt see us, she thought we fell down or something, so she went back to find us, saw her, then we cycled back together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is wad happened while we were cycling: sy and justin met arvin at macs, then they pang seh him, then went back to macs, then arvin found them again, then they pang seh him again.. lols aaron jurado and yongsheng were playing at the beach the whole time i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;met up with sy and justin, and we all went to the beach. we saw this indian man doing tai chi(i dunno how to spell), looked damn funny sia, so sad nvr take video.. me sy and justin went to the sea, just play with water for a while, then when we came back our slippers missing.. we look around, found sy's slipper first, jurado was the one who go hide.. nxt we found mine, yongsheng was the one who hid it.. justin's slipper was found last, aaron good at hiding stuff lor.. persuaded jonny and harold to come to the sea there, wanted to throw jonny in but failed, so nxt we tried arvin.. again we failed.. by tht time was 6+ liao, close to 7, so we went to wash our legs, then I GOT BACKSTABBED! they all grab me, then tried to throw me in.. lucky sia, i didnt fall in.. aaron went home, arvin went to eat dinner, so we left without telling him.. this guy came up to us, he was promoting this "jumping jack" thing, looked damn cool sia, they start renting nxt monday, but its like quite ex la.. $8 for first half an hour, $7 for the nxt half and hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to 7-11, then went to pp the pastamania, saw benedict at pp there.. while we were ordering our food arvin called, we told him we went to burger king, then a while ltr he called again, we told him we went home liaos.. lols feel quite bad la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at pastamania, harold treated(: actually he owed me some money, but end up he treated me sy and justin(: so kind(: we ordered the hawaiian pizza, harold ordered the spicy chicken pasta and we oso ordered 1 large coke and 2 strawberry smoothies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eat finish liao, we talk talk talk, then corliss left.. we decided to play a game, the guessing game.. we took harold's strawberry smoothie, put in some stuff, like pineapple, tobasco sauce, cheese, and the spice... harold chose the number, then first round justin kena.. the number was 24.. he took one spoonful, then he say taste quite ok, so we added some more stuff.. second round calvin kena.. number was 59, then the third round the number was 53, yongsheng kena, he drink abit, then he quickly go drink the water.. jonathan had to go toilet.. so we continued the fourth round without him.. sy kena, but jurado help he drink.. the number was 51.. jonny still nt back yet, so we decided to sabo him.. we decided on the number to be 63, then we took the smoothie, added some more stuff, like pineapple, tobasco sauce, salt, cheese, spice, and oso some of harold's spicy chicken pasta the noodle.. jonny came back, he didnt suspect anything, then when he kena, before he drink, he prepare his water bottle, and immediately after drinking the smoothie, he quickly drink the water, but he say still can feel the taste sia.. omg lucky i nvr kena..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we went timezone, arcade a while, then went back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDKJkoYJdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c97xfwQ954c/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278441029078885842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDKJkoYJdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c97xfwQ954c/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDKJQ8RghI/AAAAAAAAAHM/l3jk9hL4lyc/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278441023793627666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDKJQ8RghI/AAAAAAAAAHM/l3jk9hL4lyc/s320/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440490936296834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJqP5L5YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ZgHQ0FV3QIQ/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJp3EAITI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wuJbav8JWvk/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440484270776626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJp3EAITI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wuJbav8JWvk/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this was wad jonny drank.. doesnt look so terrible, but trust me, it definitely is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJp6MC_wI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0-dazjztIUw/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440485109825282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJp6MC_wI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0-dazjztIUw/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;played this with sy and got pwned, harold tried and oso got pwned.. pro la sy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJpriyV_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/QE6PtZc1wR0/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440481178671090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJpriyV_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/QE6PtZc1wR0/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJpsDDoJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vA2wZ5wR7SA/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278440481314021522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDJpsDDoJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vA2wZ5wR7SA/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahas this is childish but fun(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5463286412524854150-4232482195138653107?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/4232482195138653107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=4232482195138653107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4232482195138653107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4232482195138653107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/ytd-was-funny-sia-ok-so-was-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/SUDKJkoYJdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c97xfwQ954c/s72-c/DSC00063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-1081120469374820046</id><published>2008-12-10T09:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:30:40.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok shall blog abt ytd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a new friend ytd, hes called jia qing. hahas, after ytd kinda got to know him better, and realised hes quite nice, honestly, i like him as a friend even better than...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kembangan mrt at 11, waited for jeanette and alvin. alvin was talking to me, then he took the wrong train.. sry alvin.. waited a bit longer, then alvin finally arrived. crossed the road and took 30, then a few stops later nicholas and raymond got on, luckily they didnt come up lor.. reached vivo, then said hi to nicholas and raymond, then nicholas was like 'so wad bus did u take?'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went outside tangs, waited for the rest, had to make sure alvin didnt get lost, so when he walked away i had to follow him... met up with the rest, went to burger kings and saw zhi xian and the rest. aft eating finish, went to the playground outside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8aqKd1MMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LwkVFkiM_CY/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966599967813826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8aqKd1MMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LwkVFkiM_CY/s320/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;discovered that i was only slightly heavier than jeanette..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;played at the playground for a while, then went back to burger king, and left for sentosa. we bought the tickets and took the shuttle to sentosa. walk walk walk until siloso beach, then put our stuff down and started playing.. took out the volleyball, soccer ball and frisbee.. jeanette and delbert tried to fly the kite, tried for abt 4,5 times then finally succeeded.. started throwing sand at each other, ppl started ganging on me.. then my head got alot of sand, delbert helped me to wash off.. thks del(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there were huge waves.. then the huge waves suddenly stopped when the razie-look alike got out of the water, and it started again when she went in.. hmm coincidence? they started singing some songs.. love story, check yes juliet, our song.. went to the other side, opposite the little island.. tried to persuade esther to swim across, but failed, so swam across first, then swam back.. then swam again, saw the view, quite nice la.. then sat there for a while then swam back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the rest were doing some dumb stuff with the volleyball.. after a while went to change.. then walked to the station, met alvin, jovan and esther there, went back to vivo.. ate dinner and talked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant really rmb wad we talked abt, think it was something abt korean dramas just make u cry, oh ya and jovan was saying he sure get bashed up sooner or later... went to candy empire, bought 'hair gel' some ppl thought it was sweet, some thought it was sour.. i think our tastebuds all spoil liao la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took 30 to eunos, switched bus.. then got off at the wrong stop, should hav got off one stop earlier, borrowed $10 from esther, originally wanted to cab home, but end up my father fetch.. anw thks esther(: i love my dad man! he knows my mum will murder me if i come home after 10, so he personally fetch me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i reached home, saw my mum, luckily reach home before 10.. bathe, talked to alvin for a while.. then felt kinda tired so went to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya alvin, i can lend u my old phone if u wan.. ur phone spoil rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8age9AU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Worm0kOQcRk/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966433668584322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8age9AU4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Worm0kOQcRk/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8agB3m__I/AAAAAAAAAFk/RIPMjcTWZds/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966425861324786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8agB3m__I/AAAAAAAAAFk/RIPMjcTWZds/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8af5ttTTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BPFTAxJehk8/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277966423672311090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z6_X_1eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qjSU_CaXPX4/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965789536703970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z6_X_1eI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qjSU_CaXPX4/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z6RaYhdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6zY9YbyZbjw/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965777198679506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z6RaYhdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/6zY9YbyZbjw/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z6Td8G3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/O2lYwJyrLyc/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965777750465394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z6Td8G3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/O2lYwJyrLyc/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z5_OpZgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Cdxzw9j-ft8/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965772317615618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z5_OpZgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Cdxzw9j-ft8/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z5tXI0lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2pbF1KNWD68/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965767521391186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Z5tXI0lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2pbF1KNWD68/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Zk42JijI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H3m2y0C-O3w/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965409826998834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8Zk42JijI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H3m2y0C-O3w/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZkiyFQTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZGzrRgxtpvI/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965403904360754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZkiyFQTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZGzrRgxtpvI/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZkbIMdaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v64PGa3Dh8s/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965401849623970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZkbIMdaI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v64PGa3Dh8s/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZkL6tyOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Tri2ZkzkVQI/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965397766555874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZkL6tyOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Tri2ZkzkVQI/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZjwNp8JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XltdQW6nt9o/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965390329802898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8ZjwNp8JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XltdQW6nt9o/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didn'tcha know? life is never fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-1081120469374820046?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/1081120469374820046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=1081120469374820046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1081120469374820046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/1081120469374820046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-shall-blog-abt-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/ST8aqKd1MMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LwkVFkiM_CY/s72-c/DSC00036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-7981297594153855483</id><published>2008-12-08T11:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:33:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohh, ytd's chinese tuition was so fun! i spent the first half an hour talking to my teacher, kept on laughing, she was tell me abt her son and his gf, we talked abt boy-girl relationships, she was like " u noe when i take taxi, the taxi driver will giv me their number, ask me to call them, then when i get out of the taxi i throw away their number"(all this is translated from chinese).. anw it was so damn funny, first time i actually liked tuition.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that spent 1hr+ having a 3-way convo with alvin and jeanette over msn, discussing abt dogs, i discovered that i like white and hairy dogs(the big butt is just a coincidence).. maybe i should ask my mum for a dog for my christmas present? but must convince her i can take care of it.. i love the american eskimo dog and the japanese spitz.. they are both white and hairy hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lazy to post the pics of the dog so click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allsmalldogbreeds.com/japanese-spitz.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nextdaypets.com/directory/breeds/1100011/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to see the pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-7981297594153855483?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7981297594153855483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7981297594153855483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7981297594153855483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7981297594153855483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohh-ytds-chinese-tuition-was-so-fun-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-9134918779726554096</id><published>2008-12-07T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:59:27.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay, today last day of my maths tuition.. so happy, got break until nxt year, so nxt week onwards can go to church.. to ppl out there who think i pon church: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DUN PON CHURCH, I HAVE A REASON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. ordered the sch books online just now, wah damn ex sia.. $242.. then plus my uniform... OMG sure cost alot sia.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sian, ltr i hav chinese tuition.. i didnt do my homework again.. i think the teacher gave up on me liaos, should i try to pon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna go to the singapore flyer, but im &lt;/em&gt;broke&lt;em&gt;.. nvm i'll go rob a bank.. hmm which bank should i rob? POSB? Citibank? DBS?&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/5463286412524854150-9134918779726554096?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/9134918779726554096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=9134918779726554096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/9134918779726554096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/9134918779726554096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-today-last-day-of-my-maths-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3376627806608111659</id><published>2008-12-05T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:26:59.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just realised.. i have no life.. i spent the past hour on youtube, watching retarded videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONCE AGAIN: ALVIN IM NT ANGRY WITH YOU, STOP THINKING THT IM ANGRY WITH YOU(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3376627806608111659?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3376627806608111659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3376627806608111659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3376627806608111659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3376627806608111659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-4414106725576940078</id><published>2008-12-05T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:20:52.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the morning left for funan, end up i was late so met jeanette at city hall. went to pp and met delbert and joaquin there. went to sakae sushi, but i didnt eat sushi -.- then went to ecp. got our blades, me and joaquin were supposed to teach jeanette and delbert how to skate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jeanette immediately fell.. sry it was my fault, didnt noe she was facing the other direction so i just pulled her... we took around 1hr+ to reach bedok jetty, sat there for a while. saw some crazy people jumping into the sea, stare for a while, then went back. called esther and alvin, didnt realise they alr went back.. asked them u-turn again, then jeanette held on to esther's bike cus she was too tired.. reached the shop, realised we had like one more hr, so we continued skating, this time go in the other direction, went to the jetty, sat there for a while, then went back. along the way jeanette fell down.. ya sry i was in front so cannot catch u.. reach the shop then walk to macs, wait for esther, see ppl play club penguin... went to the beach, sit down, talk, listen to music, lost track of time, took some pics then went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was actually a nice day, but alvin and jeanette.. nt fated to go out together, its like the whole time jeanette and alvin were nt together, alvin was cycling and jeanette was blading, its fated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOTE TO ALVIN: IM NOT ANGRY WITH YOU OR ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-4414106725576940078?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/4414106725576940078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=4414106725576940078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4414106725576940078'/><link rel='self' 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240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhTmLOGUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lKNuPEZgJ8w/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;macdonald upsized their cups, one cup can cause a big mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhTOCiHiI/AAAAAAAAADs/TcJvnwwJNPU/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285052511198754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhTOCiHiI/AAAAAAAAADs/TcJvnwwJNPU/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhS-wvUSI/AAAAAAAAADk/mNAtrtnw_Iw/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285048410034466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhS-wvUSI/AAAAAAAAADk/mNAtrtnw_Iw/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a very hungry girl~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhSuNfKUI/AAAAAAAAADc/HIyHTT5wX6k/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285043967207746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhSuNfKUI/AAAAAAAAADc/HIyHTT5wX6k/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a bunch of freaks(extra ears, extra head etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhShVahcI/AAAAAAAAADU/SsahM4_TeeE/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285040510797250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhShVahcI/AAAAAAAAADU/SsahM4_TeeE/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-8302081370566387076?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/8302081370566387076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=8302081370566387076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8302081370566387076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8302081370566387076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/macdonald-upsized-their-cups-one-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/STkhTmLOGUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lKNuPEZgJ8w/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-7920733260886331432</id><published>2008-12-04T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:55:37.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesterday morning and afternoon was boring, luckily for the band concert in the evening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ytd morning alvin woke me up at 8+ so i went to wake jeanette up at 11+(15 mins away from ur 12 hrs of sleep, sry..) anw had 3-way for a while, alvin wasnt listening, he went "eh tell me tell me tell me", "huh?" etc. all his favourite phrases. in in afternoon, played my psp, comp, mtv, then had another 3-way. this time jeanette wasnt listening. in the evening jowie suddenly call, ask me whether i wan to go to band concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i met him and yh at city hall at 6.30, then we walk there, reach at 7, go in, then 7.30 the thing start. the first half of the concert was ok.. but the second half was damn nice. aft the tk alumni band finished playing, then the tk band came up again. they danced while playing their instruments, it was so damn funny sia, and quite nice la. they played some mamma mia songs, its a small world, and the last one was this japanese song "please give me wings". halfway through the song, some band ppl(i think sec 1's) came in and started singing, the only problem was tht the band play too loud, so cannot hear.. aft tht got ppl shout encore, so the band played a christmas carol, then still got ppl shout encore, but the conductor walk away... so end up the band played without a conductor.. oh ya, some of the band played the gatsby song, damn funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so after the whole thing ended, i went home, read a book and listen to music, then i just stare at my ceiling cus couldnt sleep, then alvin called at midnight.. i called jeanette and it became the third 3-way in a day, i think its a new record? talk for a while, then jeanette hang up, then alvin ask me go sms hui khuan, ask her out for today, then he started calling me every 5 mins to check whether she reply -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh ya, i found a new job. im now a kindergarten teacher, working hours are 9-5, i dont work overtime, and the kindergarten child im teaching is called alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-7920733260886331432?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/7920733260886331432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=7920733260886331432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7920733260886331432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/7920733260886331432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-morning-and-afternoon-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-5802709798521979039</id><published>2008-12-02T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:11:29.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is an average day of my holiday life when im stuck at home:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eat, sleep, comp, tv, psp(yup my life is &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;). someone find something for me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya, i fell in love with this song, i was too lazy to put up a youtube vid, so heres the link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=826IL-6tquQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Craig David-Insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; enjoy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sian.. andrea and jonny postpone it to nxt wednesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3052032891241148544</id><published>2008-12-01T08:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:36:08.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;over the moon! ya, its something abt soccer la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok anw last night i had this really weird dream.. i think i was running to sch or something, then aft reaching sch i realised there was no sch, so i ran all the way home-&lt;em&gt;i forgot the rest liaos&lt;/em&gt;, oh anw when i woke up and thought of my dream, i felt damn stupid la, is like why i nvr use my ezlink card and take bus! end up i keep on running here and there, then when i woke up i was sweating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sian my sis so spoiled, she got 2 christmas presents from my mum, and now she wans a DS from my dad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sian nehe back out for choir concert, so i guess im nt going... maybe i'll go for the band concert instead hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3052032891241148544?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3052032891241148544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3052032891241148544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3052032891241148544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3052032891241148544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/12/over-moon-ya-its-something-abt-soccer.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-2690205867694588191</id><published>2008-11-30T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:01:49.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is surprising... the band ppl are going to sing  a japanese song and dance for a while during the band concert.. lols my friend told me... ahhh i wan to go to the band concert but im broke.. anyone wans to go with me? im gonna beg my mum for money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i seriously think im blind, today i walked into a drain.. ouch ouch my middle finger got blood, damn pain sia, keep on bleeding, and i hav to keep on changing the plaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-2690205867694588191?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/2690205867694588191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=2690205867694588191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2690205867694588191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/2690205867694588191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-surprising.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-4864381706291505117</id><published>2008-11-29T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:34:07.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;today morning was so boring.. i fell asleep during tuition... parents and sis went to play golf and watch movie, now im stuck at home, with nothing to do... oh ya, while walking to the mrt i almost got banged down by a bus  i was jaywalking -.- anw wads so nice abt golf? its just a game where ppl whack balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-4864381706291505117?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/4864381706291505117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=4864381706291505117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4864381706291505117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4864381706291505117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-morning-was-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-678486561034115286</id><published>2008-11-28T19:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:33:09.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so today was quite ok, at least i didnt hav to stay at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the morning woke up, comp for a while, then left for funan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft reaching there then i realised its beside peninsula plaza(ya i noe im blind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to the 5th floor, went to clay cove, looked inside, saw a bunch of kids and one teenager(yup tht was jeanette)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft she finished then went to plaza sing, bought the tickets for madagascar, then ate lunch at cafe cartel, jeanette was holding this knife, its good for killing ppl(alvin) and cutting bread lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft lunch went to the cinema, bought popcorn and drink then watched madagascar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i like to move it move it~ the show was quite nice, especially alex the dancing lion lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft the show, walked around for a while, went to starhub, see the phones(choose singtel la) then went to alvin's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at first we wanted to surprise him, then end up we lost our way -.- so had to call him. aft reaching his house, just used the comp and played piano for a while, then went to the playground. so long nvr go playground liaos, so it was quite fun la, below are some pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SS_cUnM5YuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fAR_0fJZek0/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273675935352709858" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SS_cUnM5YuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fAR_0fJZek0/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this was taken the 2nd time we went to the playground(short, medium, tall? hahas its the opposite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SS_cUWvv5DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yqZUqJ-mSE8/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273675930935485490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SS_cUWvv5DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yqZUqJ-mSE8/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SS_cUUCvEaI/AAAAAAAAABs/hnnEvjDVmgg/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273675930209816994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SS_cUUCvEaI/AAAAAAAAABs/hnnEvjDVmgg/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it started to rain so we went back to alvin's house. went up to his room, started prank calling ppl.. i suck at prank calls la, everytime ppl noe its a prank call, sry la but i cannot stop laughing.. went to playground again for a while, then took mrt to kembangan, then took 854 home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh ya, alvin, still cant believe u chose .. over me and jeanette! im still kinda pissed abt tht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmm wad should i eat for breakfast tmr? oh ya, i noe, i wan BEE HOON lols&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/5463286412524854150-678486561034115286?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/678486561034115286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=678486561034115286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/678486561034115286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/678486561034115286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-so-today-was-quite-ok-at-least-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/SS_cUnM5YuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fAR_0fJZek0/s72-c/DSC00016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-740642019656770148</id><published>2008-11-26T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:26:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very bored today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALVIN U BETTER COME THIS FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; watc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h madagascar(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take My Hand by Simple Plan, one of my favourite songs(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XmAYSaqKNuU&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/XmAYSaqKNuU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="344" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like everybody's got a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like nobody wants to solve them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know that people say we're never going to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know we're going to get through this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Close your eyes and please don't let me go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't, Don't, Don't, Don't let me go now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Close your eyes don't let me let you go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't, Don't, Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let's not think about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We could find some place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause our hearts are locked forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And our love will never die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;One last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The city sleeps and we're lost in the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Another kiss says we're lying on the pavement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If they could see us they would tell us that we're crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know they just don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Close your eyes and please don't let me go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't, Don't, Don't, Don't let me go now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Close your eyes don't let me let you go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't, Don't, Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let's not think about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We could find some place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause our hearts are locked forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And our love will never die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;One last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The raindrops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The tears keep falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I see your face and it keeps me going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If I get lost your light's going to guide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I know that you can take me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You can take me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let's not think about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;We could find some place to go&lt;br /&gt;Cause our hearts are locked forever&lt;br /&gt;And our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;One last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let's not think about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;We could find some place to go&lt;br /&gt;Cause our hearts are locked forever&lt;br /&gt;And our love will never die (Love will never die)&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;One last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-740642019656770148?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/740642019656770148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=740642019656770148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/740642019656770148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/740642019656770148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-bored-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-853653330769105795</id><published>2008-11-25T13:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:10:44.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd night at 11+, couldnt sleep so i was thinking abt nxt year.. i just realised tht those from 2D going to 3A has a very wide range..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;list of ppl going 3A from 2D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jeanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kimberly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;benjamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pannawit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jia qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we hav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the fat ppl: nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the skinny ppl: jeanette, me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the tall ppl: alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the short ppl: basically anyone other than alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the gay ppl: jia qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the straight ppl: anyone other than jia qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the tomboys: kimberly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the non-tomboys: jeanette, esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sissy: jia qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the non-sissy: benjamin, alvin, nicholas, pannawit, me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the crazy ppl who always laugh alot: jeanette, esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the emo emo kind: alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the very smart kind: jeanette, benjamin, nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the dumb kind: me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the racist kind: pannawit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the non-racist kind: jia qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so u see, we hav a very big variety nxt&lt;/span&gt; year, its so weird sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-853653330769105795?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3773151731423574282</id><published>2008-11-25T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:49:25.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok so ytd was quite fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to leisure park, then sat at subway, look at ppl, guess whether they guy or girl -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aft tht walk around wait for tara, joaquin, jeanette, delbert, benedict..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went inside, the place was quite crowded.. oh ya, jovan was the odd one out, only he wear shorts/boxers? then when he fell down.. nvr injure his leg, go injure his head... then rub rub rub for so long, then scared internal bleeding(if liddat can get internal bleeding, i would hav died long time ago).. so skate around, did some crazy stuff, walking backwards, skating backwards(i almost bumped into this little girl.. jeanette was there nvr tell me -.-)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jeanette's skates bang into my skates, end up she fell.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya then got pushed, benedict caught me so nt really considered as i fell hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the time passed quite fast, then went to arcade.. played daytona, basketball, then wanted to watch movie with joaquin but mum dun allow): so end up he nvr watch.. was quite hungry so ate popcorn.. i wanted the kiddy combo but like very ps so end up i ordered the medium combo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ate ice cream, then took the shuttle bus to kallang mrt.. sat beside jeanette, then its like so funny la, theres this boy so quiet, listening to music, then theres this girl, like drug addict liddat, keep on smiling, bobbing the head up and down(overdose of ecstasy, but this time is nt shake head, its bob the head)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took the mrt, it was so crowded, then there was this freaking tall guy in front of me, i felt so damn short -.- i didnt even reach up to his shoulder lor.. then luckily tht guy left and then there was this short woman in front of me.. i felt so tall all of a sudden hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reached home, bathe, eat dinner, comp, 3-way with alvin and jeanette for a while, then went to watch the aids show.. ok the ending was stupid.. this guy(think his name was andy?) stuffed some stuff(drugs?) into the other guy's mouth, but end up he didnt get caught or anything liddat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right now im very bored.. i can understand how u feel now alvin...&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/5463286412524854150-3773151731423574282?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3773151731423574282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3773151731423574282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3773151731423574282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/3773151731423574282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-so-ytd-was-quite-fun-went-to-leisure.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-8221567562801300934</id><published>2008-11-24T08:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:08:16.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn94YRmodI/AAAAAAAAABU/7DLIvziCvfs/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272023983844663762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn94YRmodI/AAAAAAAAABU/7DLIvziCvfs/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my sis on the left, my cousin(shawn) in the middle, and my nephew(jonas) on the right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn90d-UdSI/AAAAAAAAABM/rp903OGW2OA/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272023916654916898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn90d-UdSI/AAAAAAAAABM/rp903OGW2OA/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahas so cute right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn8xSZMzWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kWEof7ReoSU/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-8221567562801300934?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/8221567562801300934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=8221567562801300934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8221567562801300934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8221567562801300934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sis-on-left-my-cousinshawn-in-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn94YRmodI/AAAAAAAAABU/7DLIvziCvfs/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-744323864598978082</id><published>2008-11-24T08:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:40:45.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ytd was quite fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;left home at 6.30, then went to sentosa. reached there abt 7.. the wedding was held at one degree 15 marina club, its around sentosa cove there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;took a pic with samuel(the groom and my cousin). omg the place got so many commandos sia, hes even in his co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn5mgD7C0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/hjJloq5u9E4/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mmando uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn0BTwLTyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l91fMJLITOs/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272013142133264162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn0BTwLTyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l91fMJLITOs/s320/DSC00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thts me on the right(: and my cousin on the left(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok so mix around, waiting for my other cousins to come.. aft tht talk to them for a while, then sat down. oh ya, my father forgot his angpow so he had to walk all the way to the carpark to take it.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the food was served dish my dish, a few dishes were served before the bride and groom came in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;omg military weddings are like so damn nice la! first there were 8 colleagues of my cousin, all commandos, dressed in full u, then they &lt;s&gt;walked&lt;/s&gt; marched in.. 4 of them were on one side of the red carpet, the other 4 on the other side. they stood facing each other then they raised their swords to block the path of the bride and groom.. oh ya, they all are from the elite red beret or sumthing liddat, a special group of commandos i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;both the bride and groom had to pass 4 challenges to reach the stage..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so the first challenge was for the groom to do 10 squats, then the rest of us had to count for him, then aft he did his first squat some ppl were like 0!, not counted, u sure u commando anot? do properly la.. this went on for a few mins.. ppl were laughing, it was so damn funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the second challenge.. there was a projecter screen, with chinese words on it, the groom and bride had to say the words to each other in teochew, cus thts their mother tongue dialect.. so the groom went first.. i cant rmb wad he was supposed to say, but i rmb one sentence quite funny, i translate it to eng: my love for u, is even more than the number of ERP in singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then for the bride, oso cannot rmb the whole thing, but the last sentence was: oh the most important thing is im always right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahas, the way they tried to say it was like so damn funny la.. ok so nxt was third challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the third challenge was for both of them to sing the song "u raise me up" by josh groban, but the chorus only the groom must sing and stare into the bride's eyes. ok so third challenge was quite simple, nxt was fourth challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;usually for military weddings, the last challenge will be for the groom to carry the bride on stage, but this was different(nope the bride didnt carry the groom). first the bride went on stage, then they blindfolded the groom and turned him around a few times. the bride was supposed to give the groom instructions on how to get to the stage. this challenge nt so difficult, starting the bride was like "turn to ur 9 o'clock", then the emcee was like " just tell him to turn left oso can right?" wah then the bride was like, "walk 7 steps in front", usually ppl will just say walk in front.. ok so aft he reached the stage, then he was supposed to kiss her.. then the emcee was like " eh kiss her properly ar.. dun later miss and kiss the nose, im sure u noe the height by now".. ok so after he kissed her and took off his blindfold, then continued eating dinner.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just realised i hav an aunt which is like 12 years old, then i hav a newphew(my other cousin's son) who is 2 years old.. then liddat wad is he supposed to call her? grand-aunt ar? sounds so old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok so ate dinner.. then the bride and groom came on stage again, took the champagne, then yam seng, then there was this guy, commando i think, after ppl went "seng" then he go, so like got echo liddat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;saw my cousin, she looks so different la, she oso said i look different.. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the bride and groom made a speech, hahas they met over a game of mahjong, so the groom was like "that was the best $32 i hav ever lost in my life", then he also said something like "to be with a woman, u must love her alot and dun try to understand her at all" or sumthing liddat la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the bride is a policewoman i think, then the groom is a commando.. omg sia, their kids will all be in UG. hahas, oh ya the groom was in ndp 06 or 07 i forgot liaos, he walked beside the president hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ltr i post the pics of my nephew, hes so damn cute la&lt;/span&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/5463286412524854150-744323864598978082?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/744323864598978082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=744323864598978082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/744323864598978082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/744323864598978082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/ytd-was-quite-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UswotN3ZFgU/SSn0BTwLTyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l91fMJLITOs/s72-c/DSC00011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-8793321503111571022</id><published>2008-11-23T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:15:22.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh hi people, there was something interesting in the newspaper ytd(yes i read the newspaper, aren't u all shocked?) ok so here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MICHAEL JACKSON CONVERTED TO ISLAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HIS NEW NAME IS MIKAEEL JACKSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup, shocking isn't it? maybe he'll stop being a pedophile.. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok today morning i ponned my maths tuition, then went to my uncle's house.. OMG i feel so damn short sia, my cousin only 13 this year, but hes almost hitting 180cm alr, i felt so freakin' short.. ok so went to my uncle's house, my cousin(another cousin, nt the 13 yr old one) getting married today, feel so happy for him.. so went there took some pics, then went home cus i hav chinese tuition today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anw aft tuition going to sentosa for my cousin's wedding dinner.. kk gtg, still havent finished my tuition homework yet, will blog about again tmr morning.. oh and alvin, u better come tmr, gloria u too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-8793321503111571022?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/8793321503111571022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=8793321503111571022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8793321503111571022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/8793321503111571022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-hi-people-there-was-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-8719178145386680325</id><published>2008-11-22T16:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:02:27.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got bored.. so i did this quiz...&lt;/span&gt; oh ya, for some reason i cant make the spaces, so its all together.. sry abt tht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;QUIZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Jeanette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Ppl who have been tagged must write their answers in their blogs.B. Tag 8 ppl to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse.These ppl must state who they are tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.C. Continue this game by sending it to 8 other ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) What have you been doing recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;going out, eating, sleeping, comp, on the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2) Do you ever turn yr cell phone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope, its with me 24/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) What happened at 10am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tuition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4) When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;cant rmb…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5) Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;er.. ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6) What do you want in your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nth much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7) Do you carry a umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ella… ella… i do neither, i find a shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;8) Whats yr favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9) What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10) Whats the nicest thing in your inbox?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i rarely check my email inbox.. for hp.. the smses?-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;11) Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;see the situation first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;12) Are you wearing anything borrowed from someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;13) What was the last movie you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so long nvr watch movie liao.. think it was house bunny with yh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;14) What are you proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;er.. 2d? lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;15) What does your oldest text msg in your inbox says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;u watching the arsenal match?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-from nehe.. 8 nov… quite old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;16) What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;take my hand by simple plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;17) Do you have any nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;18) What does your last receive text msg says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lol u c my blog…&lt;br /&gt;-from jeanette today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;19) What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1am, couldn’t sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;20) Are you currently happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;21) Who gives you the best advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jeanette -.- eg. eh dun appeal to D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;other than tht ppl rarely giv me advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;22) Do you eat whipped cream straight frm the can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;23) Who did you talk on the phone last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last night? alvin and jeanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;24) Is something bugging you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no, nt really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;25) What/who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;either alvin or jeanette ytd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;26) Do you wear toe socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;27) Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;28) Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope, if i had i would be dead right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;29) What annoys you most in a person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;if tht person pisses me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;30) Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;31) Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the drug? nope im very guai, and drugs kill u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;32) What is the colour of yr room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;33) Would you kill someone you hate for a billion bucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope, i value my own life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;missing question 34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;35) Who was the last person to lie in yr bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;36) Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;er forgot liaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;37) Did you see the last person you kissed recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ya…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;38) Do you have a life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;39) Have you ever thought someone died,when they didnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup, someone i used to hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;40) What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;41) Who was the last person you saw in your dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh it was me(: i dreamt my hair was pink-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;42) Last time you smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;just?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;43) Have you changed this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup, im taller now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;44) What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;save you by simple plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;45) Are you talking to someone while doing this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;46) Do you walk with your eyes closed or open?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;47) Is there a quote you live by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dun think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;48) Do you want someone you can never have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;49) Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i play the piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;50) What was the worst idea you’ve had this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually doing my tuition homework for once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;51) What were you doin last night at 11pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;listening to the muttons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;52) Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dun hav one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;53) What song best describes your love life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;see above answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;54) Does the person know you like him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;how am i supposed to noe? do u wan me to go up to her and ask her? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;55) Who always makes you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ppl around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;56) Do you speak other languages other than english?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;57) Favourite websites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;soccernet? hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;58) Whats your middle name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yi long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;60) What do you think you are like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;61) Who will you choose to die with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;me myself and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;62) Where have you been today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;other than home? my tuition centre, macs, marina bay golf course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;63) What game do you play often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tai ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;64) Who are you missing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2d ppl, oh yeah, 606 ppl too esp andrea hahas so long nvr see her liaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;65) If you had to choose between your friend or your lover which will you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dun hav a lover, so friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;66) What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;doing this quiz and listening to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;67) Which primary school are you from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;rosyth primary school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;68) Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;any colour will do so long as its nt pink hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;69) What emotion do you like to show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i show all, i hav no preference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;70) What is your life to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;er i think eat sleep and go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;71) If you have something bothering you what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;shut my mouth and throw away the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;72) Who did you last chat on msn today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;73) Who do you admire the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lots of ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;74) Which month were you born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;july.. independence day, sadly im nt american&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;75) How are you feeling right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;76) What is the time now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4.12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;77) What kind of person do you think of the one who tagged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what do i think of jeanette? skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;78) What colour did you use to dye your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i’ll just highlight it, er any colour la other than pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;79) Why are you doing this test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hav nth else to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;80) What do you do when you are moody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;listen to music.. i do tht even when im nt moody -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;81) At which age do you wish to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;20+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;82) Who is more important to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;83) If today was the last day of your life what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tell the person tht i like her, then do wadever i wan to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;84) Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;85) Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup, i even saw one even though it didn’t rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;86) If you had a dream come true wat would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;er.. her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;87) What is your goal for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;this year ar? go triple sci class.. yeah i achieved tht.. nxt year? do better for results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;missing question 88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;89) What feeling do you love the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;er.. love? hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;90) Do you think its Global Warming now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup, i can hear thunder but no rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;91) What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when im indecisive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;92) You like doing quizzes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah quite ok actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;93) Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;94) Who cares for you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;parents, friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;95) What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;being with friends.. JEANETTE THTS WHY I WAN TO APPEAL TO D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;96) What will you bring when you fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im a pacifist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;97) What have you regretted doing your whole life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;98) What would you do if nobody cared for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;then screw the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;99) What would you do if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;two-time her back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;100) How do you feel now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;still bored…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tag everyone who is reading this!&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/5463286412524854150-8719178145386680325?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-75665778003169045</id><published>2008-11-21T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:18:06.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ytd night, listening to muttons until like 11+, so long nvr listen to them liaos, they're quite funny... ok so there was this joke, it might seem a bit sick la, but c'mon, its just a joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there were 4 women with their children and a therapist in a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Therapist to first woman: u have an obsession with food and it shows in ur child. u named her Candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Therapist to second woman: u have an obsession with money and it shows in ur child. u named her Penny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Therapist to third woman: u have and obsession with alcohol and it shows in ur child. u named her Brandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after hearing all this, the fourth woman whispered to her child: quick Dick, lets go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok so aft listening to muttons, tried to sleep... end up couldnt sleep so i smsed alvin at like midnight, asking him whether wan to chat(he was asleep.. so sad). so end up i just stared at the ceiling until about 1am before i finally fell asleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;end up i woke up at 8.45 cus alvin saw my midnight sms and called me in the morning -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aft tht couldnt go back to sleep so i went to use the comp.. used for a while, then went to bathe. aft tht, used psp for a while then left the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my ez-link no money, so end up i used coins.. when i was one bus-stop away, and i was smsing hong sen then i realised i forgot to bring the game.. i am so forgetful sia, liddat waste $1 alr lorh.. so i went back home, asked my maid to meet me at the bus-stop, then when i reached there, she went home alr cus she couldnt find me -.- so i called her, and met her so she passed me the game... then i left again. went to the coffeeshop near Rosyth, i was alr 45 mins late, so thought hong sen would be quite pissed with me.... oh ya on the bus there was this man sitting beside me, he was playing the alvin &amp;amp; the chipmunk version of the song Low... its so damn funny lor.. hahas.. ok so when i reached the coffeeshop, saw hong sen.. OMG SIA, he looks so damn different, with tht white specs, and tht hair cut, but hes still as tall as ever.. at least i closed the gap hahas.. so i bought carrotcake, brought to his house and ate there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;used comp for a while, NEOPETS.. i got 50k in abt 1 day+, nt bad la.. oh ya tried wolf team(fps), and got pwned.. i suck at it man.. ok then his bro came home.. hong jun still looks so cute man, but he was wearing specs, looks different from before.. pri 3 alr wear specs liao, thts wad happens when u sit in front of the comp playing wolf team.. hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;got off the comp, and played tai ti with hong sen. first few rounds got thrashed, but slowly started winning.. i had a 4-of-a-kind all aces, but i lost.. didnt break up my combo.. i also had full house of kings sia, and i won tht round i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so aft hong jun got off the comp, we 3 played cheat.. the first 3 rounds i won fair and square, even though i cheated, cus its in the rules hahas, but the last game idk wad happened, i lost badly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i went home, on the way bought 2 packets of fries and ate it on the way home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh ya, meant to post this ytd:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BYE BYE WITTY, BON VOYAGE, GOOD LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Philip</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03215630680813763520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3723631731978304484</id><published>2008-11-20T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:02:37.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok so today was quite interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;woke up at 8+, couldnt sleep cus sis was blasting music -.- then aft tht couldnt go back to sleep so used the comp. used comp for a while, then went to bathe then went for my piano lesson.. it was quite funny, when i ring on the doorbell, then the door opened, i thought it was an old man, with the white hair and everything.. until i realised it was alvin.... he suddenly looks so old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok so the piano teacher asked us to play a duet, so we just tried. the piece was actually quite simple la, but when we played together, we got mixed up, nvr count etc. make alot of mistakes.. so aft the lesson, alvin was supposed to come to my house, but we were both hungry and i alr told my maid i would be eating out(must giv her a rest mah).. so took a bus to jalan kayu, ate the roti prata there.. omg first time i ate as much as alvin.. the roti prata there quite nice la.. at first i ate only 2 pieces, then alvin forced me to go eat more -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kk so we went to my house aft tht.. we used the comp, then talk on msn for a while, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we also practiced another piece, its like so weird, im so good at the first piece and hopeless at the second, while alvin's so good at the second and terrible at the first. but the piece still sounds quite okay la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;somewhere in between, stuff happened and alvin became so emo.. he barely talked for the last one hr while he was at my house.. he just sat there and played my psp.. anw to the person who's angry with him, just forgive him la, and accept his apology, he feels so regretful now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3723631731978304484?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3723631731978304484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5463286412524854150.post-3595621171811808522</id><published>2008-11-20T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:08:54.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see the old man below.. tht was alvin's idea, hahas he looks quite cool actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5463286412524854150-3595621171811808522?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/3595621171811808522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=3595621171811808522' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hi ppl, ok, i was seriously bored so i decided to create a blog just for the fun of it... it'll probably be deleted after the hols cus i wont be tht bored anymore, or i'll just delete after i lose interest in it...&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/5463286412524854150-4366234756303866264?l=its-in-the-past.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://its-in-the-past.blogspot.com/feeds/4366234756303866264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5463286412524854150&amp;postID=4366234756303866264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5463286412524854150/posts/default/4366234756303866264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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