<?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-21949490</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:57:30.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'mma shine</title><subtitle type='html'>have taggie liao so you tag hor.. TAG HOR</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-2317713504860459213</id><published>2008-06-08T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:50:11.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to taoyee's house for a stayover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE people went. like NINE. that is a lot of boys squeezing in one room. kinda weird though. anyway, kenny, quan, jianan, wenxun, taoyee(duh), zixiang, jiahan, emmanuel and me stayed over. it started out bad, cos i have to wait for xiuquan and kenny. which sucks, because i always wait for people. especially quan. tan xiu quan, can u not let me wait for one time? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with quan, kenny, ty, wx and jn 1st. we went to eat prata! and the cheese prata is damn ex so i ate 2 kosong. it okay la... i like the curry, just a lil too salty. taoyee went to look for 10litre water tank kinda thing. CRAZY LEH DRINK SO MUCH but anyway. we went back to taoyee's house to put down our stuff and we go out! they played soccer, as u have guessed, i didn't play. i took care of their stuff and played with the scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenxun was doing the extremely funny thing with shayne ward's no promises. IT WAS SO LAME CAN. but funny as well.. lol... den half way through bang! jiahan's spectacles broke. not because of our singing but because taoyee kick the ball den hit den break. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel den suggest us to go punggol end. so we took 82 form serangoon interchange. i saw the bus going so we ran for our lives! den wait at the bus stop for awhile. i was like oh shit, what if i see wrongly. aha den sure kena. but thank god it came so we went on and took the loop. reaching the end, we ask the bus driver if it is the last bus he said yes. so we took the bus back. guess what, we saw a 82 coming opposite our direction, and we concluded that the bus driver is scared. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 7-11. bought some weird sweet tasting mineral water. the orange peach one sucks. but lemon one is NICENESS. shared with fish(quan). lets see what we did.. we went back, and played mahjong. play half way jiahan piang and went to sleep. so quan went downstairs to watch advent children while zixiang and me remain in the room to watch"porn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah! its sexual comedy la. we watched eurotrip. spent like 1 hr looking for the streaming video. finally got it... ITS DAMN FUNNY CAN. scotty doesn't know =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY I OSO PIANG.  cannot take it, fell asleep. wake up found lam so close to me zzz nearly died. but anyway, we din eat breakfast cos we are too tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ALL VERY MAN OKAY. after a night of thonning,  we still went to school to study, though i nearly died. i reach home at abt 2, slept til 11 at night gasp! den i played maple with kenny, fish and emmanuel. KENNY AND LAM NEVER SLEEP AT ALL LEH. superman. anywa, we played til 2 and i went to sleep agn =D this time til 11 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super late post aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-2317713504860459213?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/2317713504860459213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=2317713504860459213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2317713504860459213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2317713504860459213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-to-taoyees-house-for-stayover.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-7286235227423243902</id><published>2008-05-20T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:49:14.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i din fulfill even half of my wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE. i din work hard enough but i did try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. stupid excuse for failing to reach my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being random here, i just love long talks with friends. those where you say nothing really important but they are just long and... gossipy. sometimes even talking about old times. makes me feel old and it is like, i have gone through a lot already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ENJOY FEELING OLD OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know being a Japanese ghost scaring people around is my fault. i apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo-taking is practically a period of time, where you do nothing but stone and do nothing. but it is fun! you will have hungry people like zixiang trying to eat your piece of paper with your name on it. stupid hungry man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! and i have realize my inner psychic powers to guess people's underwear colour. i got like half of it correct okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours is.... NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my condolences to the families of the natural disaster that had happen recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-7286235227423243902?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/7286235227423243902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=7286235227423243902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/7286235227423243902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/7286235227423243902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-i-din-fulfill-even-half-of-my-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-2725857939971309827</id><published>2008-04-26T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:36:39.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wishlist for my mid year exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To win Shiping in Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;2. To win Zixiang in Social Studies and History&lt;br /&gt;3. To win Melissa in English Literature&lt;br /&gt;4. To win Taoyee in Additional Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;5. To win Zuoxian in Physics&lt;br /&gt;6. To win Junjie in Elementary Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;7. To win Jiahan in Chinese&lt;br /&gt;8. To win Miss Ow in English xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-2725857939971309827?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/2725857939971309827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=2725857939971309827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2725857939971309827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2725857939971309827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/04/wishlist-for-my-mid-year-exams-1.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-1024155632599404804</id><published>2008-04-22T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:10:00.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fallen stars, means a broken dream&lt;br /&gt;And i cannot dream what i cannot see&lt;br /&gt;As the muses sing, i began to think&lt;br /&gt;How could I wish for something that's unreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are blinking&lt;br /&gt;The words are fading&lt;br /&gt;The wind weaves me a final coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seek my hope in the darkest scene&lt;br /&gt;And all i see was a tattered wings&lt;br /&gt;Soon i came to see that was all a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you dun feel the might&lt;br /&gt;to go on and fight&lt;br /&gt;Leave this place of fright&lt;br /&gt;and carry on with the flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-1024155632599404804?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/1024155632599404804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=1024155632599404804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/1024155632599404804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/1024155632599404804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/04/fallen-stars-means-broken-dream-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-1224095428060821680</id><published>2008-03-15T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:03:49.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall be a active blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i shall be and i shall start this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up pretty late this morning. i was suppose to go and meet mrs chan and my 6-2 classmates but i decided i was too lazy to do anything.but parveena called! she even got mrs chan to the phone and started bombarding me with words so quickly i cannot refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, she's one formidable woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went and there was only 4 people there. tsk. at least i went okay! lol. den we were just talking and talking about old times. "Tranquility prevails in the hot afternoon air" . LOL. i had this classmate name cyrus. that's his favourite line to start a composition and mrs chan will always ask him not to. but he always does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i i finally got to hear mrs chan's "cows come home". lol. i really miss those days u know. when you were just a stupid young kids with no worries. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to meet yingjie and chuheng at j8. and laughed all the way home with yingjie about how a one dollar card can ruin a 55 bucks deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the march break is coming to an end! in fact just one more day. and the big O is going to corner us and kill us very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO START TRAINING TO KILL THE BIG O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-1224095428060821680?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/R8oS4AeB0dI/AAAAAAAAADI/MzH_uFNyn38/s1600-h/FaRaH%27z+PhoTo...004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/R8oS4AeB0dI/AAAAAAAAADI/MzH_uFNyn38/s320/FaRaH%27z+PhoTo...004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172967875396358610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-9075222634378492943?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/9075222634378492943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-5749901231685295011</id><published>2008-01-30T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:22:07.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. lots of things are going on at the same time now. i am now pretty overwhelmed and stressed out. STRESSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, lots of shitty tests. I THINK MY AMATHS DIE LIAO LA. stupid mr wong will suan me untiiiiiiiiiiil he happy. shitty. so horrible. must work harder for next test. must check them like 39083209823094 times before passing up my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental note: do well in amaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, LOTS of other tests are coming up as well. O lvl physics spa, physics, chinese, chinese and SS. just finish lit. man, bet miss aw is gonna be super strict and fail the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental note: mocking bird and faeries are your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, jenny. ok jenny. i noe i am a jerk. i dunno what you have heard about me but seriously we can still be friends. and sorry if i did anything wrong. i mean, if you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i think i am in L agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-5749901231685295011?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/5749901231685295011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=5749901231685295011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/5749901231685295011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/5749901231685295011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-8957892382433998627</id><published>2008-01-24T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:49:00.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2day is the o lvl results day! saw lots of my senior today(mainly because i have very little senior) kelment was disappointed while jianee keeps smiling with much joy. haha wonder what will me and weiting's reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always tot weiting and me resembles jianee and kelment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its the spects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so 2day during PE lesson(which the whole class love so much) we have to well, run again. and i have finally found my source of motivation! and thats emmanuel lam! no. not that i wanna become thin so that he will fall in love with me. whenever i saw him i will think "HE WAS A FAT BOY TOO! HE RUN UNTIL BECOME LIKE THAT SO I MUST RUN!" so i ran whenever i see him. haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a new goal day. to have my face up on the screen when my o lvl results are out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special mentions: I LOVE BOBO! I LOVE BOBO! I LOVE BOBO! I LOVE PATRICIA! I LOVE PATRICIA! I LOVE PATRICIA! AND OCTOPUSSSSS IS FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-8957892382433998627?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/8957892382433998627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=8957892382433998627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8957892382433998627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8957892382433998627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/01/2day-is-o-lvl-results-day-saw-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-634651872980549253</id><published>2008-01-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:35:59.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in a lyric-lish kinda mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The draft danced past your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;As the curtain unfolds&lt;br /&gt;The eyes speak in a language&lt;br /&gt;Where no one can understand&lt;br /&gt;Except for the loneliness&lt;br /&gt;That secretly dwells in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words I read were never true&lt;br /&gt;The signs that gave me hope&lt;br /&gt;Were the signs that gave me despair&lt;br /&gt;As I become more numb each minute&lt;br /&gt;Another feeling starts to ferment&lt;br /&gt;One that is indescribable&lt;br /&gt;Of much angst and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one sweet day&lt;br /&gt;You will drown in my past pain&lt;br /&gt;And all these words i have written&lt;br /&gt;May them be a reminder to me&lt;br /&gt;To never step that far&lt;br /&gt;For we'll always get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY ANYONE LOOKING FOR A LYRICIST  COME FIND ME LEH =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-634651872980549253?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/634651872980549253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=634651872980549253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/634651872980549253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/634651872980549253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-lyric-lish-kinda-mood-draft-danced.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-5539194873600659406</id><published>2008-01-12T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:50:17.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM BAAAACK =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just watch 881. i didn't really have the time to go and watch it when it was on so my sister bought it! not for me obviously but for my mum who loved it so much. i like it too! most probably the director is Royston Tan, whom is my idol. i wanna be a director! its like you are the man of the movie and the everybody cannot live without you. hehe. and soon, you will see a movie by ttk. I WILL BE RICH AND FAMOUS! MUAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i just wanna scold the actors xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the movie, i've found a way to solve problem! that is to wait. sometimes, when things ain't going your way, you just have to wait. and who knows! it may just work your way after sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem test was... okay. at least i was lucky for the superoxide nonsense. no, its not the superhero of the oxides. it some stupid thing that I HAVE NEVER heard of. the chem teachers also never teach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that person is fine. maybe i should keep things this way. at least we talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 days to my BBBBB----IRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that means its the year of the BIG O WORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not orgasm because i am legal to have sex, but O LVLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet sixteen? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just plain sixteen will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-5539194873600659406?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/5539194873600659406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=5539194873600659406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/5539194873600659406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/5539194873600659406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-baaaack-d-and-i-just-watch-881.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-2961468703494021581</id><published>2008-01-06T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:40:32.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i am like 6 days late. but yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year, everything still old leh! actually i am just here to list out my new year resolution to remind myself. even my resolutions are old lol. u noe, its like u will NEVER do the resolutions. its a habit i guess lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. TO JIAN FEI&lt;br /&gt;2nd. to study hard&lt;br /&gt;3rd. to get good results for o lvl&lt;br /&gt;4th. to be smarter&lt;br /&gt;5th. to be happy&lt;br /&gt;6th. to not be sad&lt;br /&gt;7th. TO JIAN FEI&lt;br /&gt;8th. to make up my mind&lt;br /&gt;9th. to not bottle up my feelings inside&lt;br /&gt;10th. to survive&lt;br /&gt;11th. TO JIAN FEI&lt;br /&gt;12th. the learn how to swim =D&lt;br /&gt;13th. TO JIAN FEI&lt;br /&gt;14th. to pass my napfa&lt;br /&gt;15th. TO JIAN FEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYEEE =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-2961468703494021581?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/2961468703494021581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=2961468703494021581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2961468703494021581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2961468703494021581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-ok-i-am-like-6-days-late.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-3310859398838268135</id><published>2007-11-27T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:09:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/R0wRxC-GiQI/AAAAAAAAACc/SWdOO03JnYY/s1600-h/enchanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/R0wRxC-GiQI/AAAAAAAAACc/SWdOO03JnYY/s320/enchanted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137500809231501570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9O6hEPP3LD"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9O6hEPP3LD" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE REVIEW : ENCHANTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bloody hate writing reviews for homework and if i am writing one, you all should know how nice it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS BLOODY NICE. SO NICE YOU CAN WATCH ONE MILLION TIMES AND NOT DIE (so unlike harry potter =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think its a bit girly and its girly for me to write about it. but what's wrong about being a little girly. girls can be bunkish(the spelling doesn't matter since it is a made up word) so guys  can be girly too. so stop calling girly guys gay cos they are not. just call them girly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the movie. the movie is really good. if you are looking for a good laugh, the movie is a absolute must watch! it provides lots of comic relief with jokes almost throughout the whole movie. from super slap stick ones (like the prince getting run over by the group of cyclist) to one where most people dun catch (an old man saying "i am looking for a prince" and look of the person's face!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the rather clique happing ending in which all young girls should appreciate is also in this movie. and this movie is full of cute stuff! the chipmunk(name Pitt) IS SUPER CUTE! and of course the actress is super cute as well. see, its meant for both the male and the female movie watchers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeper analysis, i think the movie really explores human nature very well.  humans are really easily influence by its surrounding. like the heroine of the story, when she is in the cartoon world, she is happy, willing to accept the destiny and marry the prince, even when she don't really know him and stuff. but when she is transferred to the real world, the mindset of understanding you partner is important sets into her and she began to doubt her thinking of "love at first sight".  which is really true because people change easily because of the environment and the people they meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, true love is often unexpected! it is usually not the one who u dream of everyday, admire and stuff. it is the one which you love and the one who loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO AND WATCH AND YOU'LL UNDERSTAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rating : 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-3310859398838268135?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/3310859398838268135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=3310859398838268135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3310859398838268135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3310859398838268135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/11/movie-review-enchanted-i-bloody-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/R0wRxC-GiQI/AAAAAAAAACc/SWdOO03JnYY/s72-c/enchanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-253248514432661093</id><published>2007-11-23T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:52:42.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i've found something to blog about AT LAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topic of the daaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HYPOCRITICAL BITCHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 1 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know those who smiles at you sweetly like they are angels and then guess what they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY STAB YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! NOT BACK STAB YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE JUST FUCKING STAB YOU IN YOUR TITS WITH HER SUPER EVIL AND SHARP KNIVES AND JUST TRY TO DIG OUT YOUR NIPPLES IN FRONT OF OTHER PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no she did not do that to me but she did that to my beloved friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no one mess with my precious friends damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel : THE BITCH&lt;br /&gt;MPPF : MY POOR PRECIOUS FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;The Rest : THE REST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sweet day, Angel, MPPF and the rest decided to go out! So they went to this nice restaurant call Soul Kindergarten and wanted to have a nice and PLEASANT lunch over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat down like little girls do when they are happy. So, MPPF is eating with one of the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they were enjoying the delicious food they've ordered, Angel, being angelic, nice, pleasant and kind decided to say something after one of the rest talked about staying over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel :"Like during the last chalet, the girls were sleeping upstairs. But some girls hor, went down to sleep with the guys leh! God knows what happen! *raise eyebrows*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directly shooting at MPPF, MPPF couldn't do anything because Angel was looking nice and angelic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel :" And they are like so noisy la! Keep talking bad about us some more leh. Tsk tsk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in MPPF face, she said it like nobody's business and continue bitching like an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH SAI WHAT A BITCH CAN. LIKE WHO DOES THAT? HOW BLOODY INSENSITIVE CAN YOU GET? WE DID NOT EVEN DO ANYTHING AND YOU ARE SAYING IT LIKE WE HAD SEX OR SOMETHING. WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM MAN. HOW CAN YOU SPROUT NONSENSE LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS AND TARNISHING THE GIRLS REPUTATION. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH A BITCH YOU ARE. YOU ARE A BIG SKINNY FUGLY SHITTIFIED GREEN BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant stand bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Disclaimer : All names have been modified by the great ttk. I give my apologies to the restaurant whose reputation may be tarnish because of this bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Example 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you know. there is this very nice person in my school. i cannot name names because i don't know her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's call her SGA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGA is the MOST IMPORTANT person in our school. why? she does nothing but read her useless love novel (so deprived of love, no one want you is it?) and sit there like the buddha statue in Si Ma Lu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is she? the great mascot of zhonghua is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is just so effing useless. she cannot even do her job la! she just sit there and cry for help when someone attacks our school or something. maybe she scares off terrorist with her ultra fugly face and thats why the school employ her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist :"hey, can we not attack this school. the SGA is fugly and reminds me of my mum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like its her job to send students home but cant she be more flexible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school teaches us to be creative and innovative. but they are bloody stiff and inflexible. unable to bend rules for the convienience and benefit of students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they are just sadistic and wanna make the students life suffer more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I HATE THE FIRST BITCH MORE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-253248514432661093?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/253248514432661093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=253248514432661093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/253248514432661093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/253248514432661093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-ive-found-something-to-blog-about-at.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-6103068026159431498</id><published>2007-11-23T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:27:24.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is really effing annoying when you wanna blog but you dunno what to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-6103068026159431498?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/6103068026159431498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=6103068026159431498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/6103068026159431498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/6103068026159431498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-is-really-effing-annoying-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-4812860609547627241</id><published>2007-11-10T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T16:06:58.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously, i don't get some people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't love because you wanna love someone&lt;br /&gt;love because you do love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good if you know who i'm toking, too bad if you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you noe.. i really dun understand some people.. i mean why must you have what other people have? such copycats are no different from twits? i mean all you do is have what other people have right? cannot tahan... cannot believe you are this type of person. at least i don't bluff myself xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-4812860609547627241?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/4812860609547627241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=4812860609547627241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/4812860609547627241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/4812860609547627241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/11/seriously-i-dont-get-some-people-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-2956645817384032508</id><published>2007-11-04T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:47:02.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-_n7ZbFYzIw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-_n7ZbFYzIw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touching and nice song =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know 2day is a annoying day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, oh well. i ask that person on how i should handle it and he said that i should just continue and tell the person that i like that person if not i will live with a regret for the rest of my life and die (exaggeration. duh.) haha... i wonder what will happen if i do... i think i would some time in this holiday. cant wait to see the reaction ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something bloody annoying happened. you know i went to sing K with my sis and when i was about to go home, in the chinatown mrt station. this old man which is like 1 million times older than me come to me and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey uncle how to buy the concession ticket ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called me uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UNCLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UNCLE LEH!!!!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shit la.. i so old meh i am young one ok. i am too YOUNG to care about age but i am not a UNCLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid man =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-2956645817384032508?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/2956645817384032508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=2956645817384032508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2956645817384032508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2956645817384032508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/11/touching-and-nice-song-you-know-2day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-6066828154313296222</id><published>2007-10-30T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:31:29.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. this blog is sad because one, i am neglecting it and two, nobody bothers&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOG: *CRIES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok 2day is a shitty day. for some reason which is not really erm... fang bian(dunno how to spell the english version.  damn i am pathetic) for me to say here because it would cause many different complications which may result in intense sadness in me which in turn will make me kill myself so i shall not say it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i am naggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. den i was just grouchy la. i am kinda sick that i am behaving like miss tan yingru. soooo my great friends from infocomm club tried to crack me up by singing my favorite song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella&lt;br /&gt;ella&lt;br /&gt;ella&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one funny song and it worked! i guess the cure to ur moodswing is to sing umbrella! and do u noe that in dota, u can get a mini pudge! its bloody cute. like mini hook, mini rot, mini dismember *dreams* (it does not fight anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that retarded person, which i believe many of u dunno, is behaving retard-ly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, what u expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-6066828154313296222?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/6066828154313296222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=6066828154313296222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/6066828154313296222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/6066828154313296222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-1654474505988063287</id><published>2007-09-19T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:50:06.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 i am finally back after two months of blog rotting. but you cannot really blame me cos i have been busy and... well lazy like always but whatever i am back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? bloody exams are coming and they are strangling me. bloody hell. i am starting to well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;lit because it seems that no matter how hard i try i cannot write a good essay nor cna i score well nor can i stay awake at miss ilan and miss ow's lessons. it is like really draining to write essays for hmk and i usually dun put in any effort to do them. i guess its karma. i dun put in effort in doing hmk, i screw up my test and exams. easy as that. guess what i am writing an essay on some weird garden nonsense and i have no mood to do it. SIAN LAH zzz... and, if i wanna drop lit, there will be tons of problem like teachers trying to ask u why and u dun have a good reason. i oso feel like i am letting down miss tan seow lan because well, she knew my then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passion &lt;/span&gt;lit and well, tried to squeeze me into a lit class with pure sciences. thank you so much. i am doing well... except lit. i guess i am just making a big fuss over nth.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the whole world would turn into dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-1654474505988063287?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/1654474505988063287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=1654474505988063287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/1654474505988063287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/1654474505988063287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-i-am-finally-back-after-two-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-5189823638390592926</id><published>2007-07-15T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:21:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/Rpm8pPaOeHI/AAAAAAAAACM/GLJcFDK-zEk/s1600-h/pee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/Rpm8pPaOeHI/AAAAAAAAACM/GLJcFDK-zEk/s320/pee.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087304670788876402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-5189823638390592926?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/5189823638390592926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=5189823638390592926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/5189823638390592926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/5189823638390592926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-series.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/Rpm8pPaOeHI/AAAAAAAAACM/GLJcFDK-zEk/s72-c/pee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-3635472830852948129</id><published>2007-07-02T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:09:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RojcCQPPMgI/AAAAAAAAACE/XeCi3yF619Y/s1600-h/Tea_by_kris_wilson.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RojcCQPPMgI/AAAAAAAAACE/XeCi3yF619Y/s320/Tea_by_kris_wilson.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082554110764331522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. in attempt to stop my blog from rotting i shall post for the sake of posting... and sorry to alot of ppl... for not relinking or linking you because i an basically lazy to the bones and you cant blame me cos i m lazy... busy with lots of stuff summore.. hehe... but what to do? din post for  about one month liao lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy youth day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH-NESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-3635472830852948129?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/3635472830852948129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=3635472830852948129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3635472830852948129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3635472830852948129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RojcCQPPMgI/AAAAAAAAACE/XeCi3yF619Y/s72-c/Tea_by_kris_wilson.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-3327891644313519669</id><published>2007-05-27T09:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T09:18:53.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You are shy and reserved. If you've drawn a cross on each of windows, you always want to live alone. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You have a strong personality and you like to command, influence and control people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not a romantic person by nature. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawahoue.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-3327891644313519669?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/3327891644313519669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=3327891644313519669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3327891644313519669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3327891644313519669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/05/based-on-your-drawing-and-10-answers.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-1000060451157237570</id><published>2007-05-23T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T20:06:55.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is this story i saw somewhere that i want to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this old man... he is recovering from stroke.. he can walk and stuff but have a problem toking... so his wife i trying to help him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do u wan to read the newspaper?" the wife asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nnooo" the old man replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don't you want to know about the world?" the wife asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" *mumbles some weird words* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its ok... i'll go get you some lunch" the wife said and left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old was actually trying to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you are the world to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAWWWW *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-1000060451157237570?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/1000060451157237570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=1000060451157237570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/1000060451157237570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/1000060451157237570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/05/there-is-this-story-i-saw-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-8618107288329979347</id><published>2007-05-18T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T20:46:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my lit is deproving la zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my humans sucks man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you suck too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u really suck zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollow draft swings in the stained window&lt;br /&gt;As the dim candle light glimmer in the pale darkness&lt;br /&gt;When all was gone and all was there&lt;br /&gt;Was a letter written in a smudged form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I know you were never there for me&lt;br /&gt;For all that my blinded eye could see&lt;br /&gt;I continued in this endless chase&lt;br /&gt;As I see the hardest part of holding on&lt;br /&gt;Is letting you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elements soon were gone&lt;br /&gt;What was left was a soul&lt;br /&gt;A soul which lacks a soul&lt;br /&gt;And a letter sealed with my teary wax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-8618107288329979347?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/8618107288329979347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=8618107288329979347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8618107288329979347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8618107288329979347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-lit-is-deproving-la-zzz_18.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-332672465605474209</id><published>2007-05-18T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T20:46:04.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my lit is deproving la zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my humans sucks man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you suck too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u really suck zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollow draft swings in the stained window&lt;br /&gt;As the dim candle light glimmer in the pale darkness&lt;br /&gt;When all was gone and all was there&lt;br /&gt;Was a letter written in a smudged form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I know you were never there for me&lt;br /&gt;For all that my blinded eye could see&lt;br /&gt;I continues in this endless chase&lt;br /&gt;As I see the hardest part of holding on&lt;br /&gt;Is letting you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elements soon were gone&lt;br /&gt;What was left was a soul&lt;br /&gt;A soul which lacks a soul&lt;br /&gt;And a letter sealed with my teary wax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-332672465605474209?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/332672465605474209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=332672465605474209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/332672465605474209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/332672465605474209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-lit-is-deproving-la-zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-3981418466765365602</id><published>2007-05-07T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:11:24.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams zzz</title><content type='html'>you know... i actually quite like the exam period of the year... okok i noe, don't hate me but i seriously do.. i mean, to me exam periods are just time when u can gather with your friends and study 2gether... and practically have come quality time 2gether..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is however, sadly, not true for this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isn't a time where i really met up with my friends nor i had quality time... maybe i had... but you know what i mean... its just a senseless feeling of void inside me.. like i am hollow and nothing fills me up.. wondering what the fuck had happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man! dun be so emo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u just have to be emo for a while... it a way to express your long hidden negative feelings... at least it is so to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i didn't had time with u cos u just so effing caught with shits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crappppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-3981418466765365602?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/3981418466765365602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i am fucking pissed at a twits which is nothing but a total shit bag. well, i dun blame that guy for falling for her *since that guy is a jerk.* but cant she just stop like disturbing people? asking people to take him back. taking him as what? toy ah play liao dun want then give back. den take the girl as what? rubbish bin ah? dun want things den give her? you are such a bitch man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. what makes me loathe that person more is that SHE IS A GOD DAMNED TWIT. man. what do twits still exist? i thought they were ancient and that no body thinks its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOL&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIP&lt;/span&gt; anymore? old fashion hag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wonder why twits even live on this earth. what do they think they are? the da vinci code ah? more like the LIAN TWITCI CODE. please grow up can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they should seriously, burn this good english destroyer and and just totally exterminate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a post to scold twits =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-7816904101402323649?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/7816904101402323649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=7816904101402323649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/7816904101402323649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/7816904101402323649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-2512558865345757443</id><published>2007-04-15T09:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:32:07.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i am to post about yesterday.... i went out with par n nad because its PAR'S BIRTHDAY!!! lol... happy bday par... she treated us to swensen's (dun jealous =D ) and yea.. we ate too full n refuse to go.... =) pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF980hskoI/AAAAAAAAABM/mkqyRHuFdgk/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF980hskoI/AAAAAAAAABM/mkqyRHuFdgk/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053458740732007042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia's i dunno what burger meal! i stole lots of her fries =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF980hskpI/AAAAAAAAABU/UHnO6QFSsDw/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF980hskpI/AAAAAAAAABU/UHnO6QFSsDw/s320/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053458740732007058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chicken bake rice! i mean.. the plate... haha... weirdly... the rice taste like chicken rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF99EhskqI/AAAAAAAAABc/Yn4tz8uWNjU/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF99EhskqI/AAAAAAAAABc/Yn4tz8uWNjU/s320/DSC00257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053458745026974370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;par and he celebrity brownie! she looks buay song hor.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF99UhskrI/AAAAAAAAABk/5BO7k8HADbY/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF99UhskrI/AAAAAAAAABk/5BO7k8HADbY/s320/DSC00258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053458749321941682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia eating her some chocolate malt thing.. the dessert ball is NICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF99UhsksI/AAAAAAAAABs/R4c4IkPYFcs/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF99UhsksI/AAAAAAAAABs/R4c4IkPYFcs/s320/DSC00259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053458749321941698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly... my DOUBLE BERRY! with one extra cherry of pars... yum yum =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures a bit blur hor... cos the place was dark... n i felt like sleeping after the meal... after all this.. we went to HMV and guess what we saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF-7UhsktI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sBX1xjEwTaY/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF-7UhsktI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sBX1xjEwTaY/s320/DSC00260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053459814473831122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMV's humour? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF-7khskuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xf2gFE5H9AU/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RiF-7khskuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xf2gFE5H9AU/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053459818768798434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band is call S.O.A.P. and it stands for sons of all pussys... riiiiight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha picture post! byeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;does not replying show my place in ur heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-2512558865345757443?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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with emo? haha... i think emo is perfectly fine... its just a adjective... like fat... whether is negative arnot its up to individual i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers guys, i noe i mma bad blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-356036551097537579?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/356036551097537579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=356036551097537579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/356036551097537579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/356036551097537579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-all-update-update-though-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-8375975645905814746</id><published>2007-04-07T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T11:00:11.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i am bored n i made a new blogskin! when viewed in IE the link will become highlighted in green.. mozilla wun leh.. sian amke it look so weird can... nonetheless.... credits to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with yingru yesterdat to buy wallet... den her beau went along.. den i seem so extra can =.= like what chun kiat say, i so kelian! ck dun seem to like him.. cos he cal him a butch. lol... maybe if he has boobs but he is too thin to have boobs... saw the fruit drops from grave of the fireflies! woohoo! post picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RhcIxxosrlI/AAAAAAAAABE/J9auhW1acUY/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050515158349950546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RhcIxxosrlI/AAAAAAAAABE/J9auhW1acUY/s320/DSC00238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha lame n short post.. just post for the sake of posting xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-8375975645905814746?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RhcIxxosrlI/AAAAAAAAABE/J9auhW1acUY/s72-c/DSC00238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-2156846738311801289</id><published>2007-03-25T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T10:53:56.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah learning carnival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day, we had some real weird thing.. was having fun with zuo xian and gang in the control room... haha wanted to try no chair stunt but guess what! no one is there to help us pull away the chair! lol and the stupid junjie keep laughing... crazy little man.... den after that had some etiquette workshop... it was ok... the instructor said i am romantic by just looking at me... haha hope that is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day went to chinatown 1st... my group HAD the answer... so we went to the coffee club and had breakfast... it was quite cheap... listens to gossip of the bball girls(my team mates) and had quite a lot of fun lsiten to JEN NI HUA speak in korean... ANN YONG HA SAY YO! LAI CHI KIM CHI YO! KIM CHI HOU JIA YO! haha.. crazy woman =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;really enjoyed to bus trip there.... wonder who will read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the science centre was fun with yvonne and shunlign xD we went on the electric chair.. BOOO YVONNE LOUSY! BOOO! haha i m so mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit even was a really nice movie.. so touching.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-2156846738311801289?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/2156846738311801289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=2156846738311801289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2156846738311801289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/2156846738311801289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/03/ah-learning-carnival.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-2276916010840737661</id><published>2007-03-21T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T19:22:12.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RgEVRwK4KjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dX0OQqTLaXg/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RgEVRwK4KjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dX0OQqTLaXg/s320/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044336452364151346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! THIS IS THE POST OF THE EVIL SLUTTY NURSE WHO HAS A AFFAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;CREATED BY JUNJIE, BRYAN AND OF COS, ME =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is once where this Fries Container who is married with another Fries Container, they are expecting there 1st baby! woohoo! but an evil slutty nurse came in between them and break them up! muahaha. she gave bith to some curry sauce and in the end ate everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RgEUQQK4KfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/t7OWpxXEEMM/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044335327082719730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RgEUQQK4KfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/t7OWpxXEEMM/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE EVIL SLUTTY NURSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/RgEUggK4KgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ou5L4ZsQXt4/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-8417888777187180356</id><published>2007-03-14T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:54:17.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/avvPsYmKjk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/avvPsYmKjk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living wih a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need 'em again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that's it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not just somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really nice song =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-8417888777187180356?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/8417888777187180356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=8417888777187180356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where the lush green leaves dances for me&lt;br /&gt;where the noise of the traffic is all i hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is to walk as i will&lt;br /&gt;in a saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where no one disturbs the peace i possess&lt;br /&gt;where i am with no one but myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to walk as i will&lt;br /&gt;in a saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where i dream of days with u&lt;br /&gt;where i walk alone with just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... came from the wlak i took this afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;u&gt;what i want&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to walk as i will&lt;br /&gt;in a saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where the lush green leaves dances for me&lt;br /&gt;where the noise of the traffic is all i hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to walk as i will&lt;br /&gt;in a saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where no one disturbs the peace i possess&lt;br /&gt;where i am with no one but myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to walk as i will&lt;br /&gt;in a saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where i dream of days with u&lt;br /&gt;where i walk alone with just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... came from the walk i took this afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-5924639577478762120?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/5924639577478762120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=5924639577478762120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;where the lush green leaves dances for me&lt;br /&gt;where the noise of the traffic is all i hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is to walk as i will&lt;br /&gt;in a saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where no one disturbs the peace i possess&lt;br /&gt;where i am with no one but myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to walk as i will&lt;br /&gt;in a saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;where i dream of days with u&lt;br /&gt;where i walk alone with just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... came from the wlak i took this afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-2418038834450141796?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/2418038834450141796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-21949490.post-3470017626116423885</id><published>2007-03-04T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T10:33:45.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogthings!!!! was bored so i did a few quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: January 25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You excel at anything difficult or high tech. &lt;br /&gt;In other words, you're a total (brilliant) geek.&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult for you to find people worth spending time with.&lt;br /&gt;Which is probably why you'll take over the world with your evil robots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your unfailing logic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Loving machines more than people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Pi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: July&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 100% Psychic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/psychic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so very psychic.&lt;br /&gt;But you already predicted that, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;You have "the gift" - and you use it daily to connect with others.&lt;br /&gt;You're very tapped into the world around you...&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure to use your powers for good!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/"&gt;Are You Psychic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;,rb&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Very Gay SpongeBob!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/spongebob.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the religious right says so...&lt;br /&gt;And because his best friend looks a bit too much like a penis.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/"&gt;What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-3470017626116423885?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/3470017626116423885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=3470017626116423885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3470017626116423885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/3470017626116423885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogthings-was-bored-so-i-did-few-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-8146685789646278597</id><published>2007-02-24T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:25:07.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/ReAGC4kscaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KUJ1wFGKQ5c/s1600-h/tianshi1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035031030016012706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 395px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/ReAGC4kscaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KUJ1wFGKQ5c/s320/tianshi1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you never how much an angel u are to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-8146685789646278597?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/8146685789646278597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=8146685789646278597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8146685789646278597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8146685789646278597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TV1jEfqYYy8/ReAGC4kscaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KUJ1wFGKQ5c/s72-c/tianshi1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-8945006722507249830</id><published>2007-02-18T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T17:53:44.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>poem inspiration time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man with a pistol feels as powerful as a god&lt;br /&gt;Take away the toys, you will find a child beneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even a bullet could hurt its shell&lt;br /&gt;But a child's cry breaks it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a burning star in the night&lt;br /&gt;It illuminate the path of the lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all might it tried to bring peace&lt;br /&gt;With all despair it lost thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is believing in the unseen&lt;br /&gt;Hope is in wishing for the unseen&lt;br /&gt;Joy is having the unseen&lt;br /&gt;For all unites and bring light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i sound like miss universe saying world peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-8945006722507249830?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/8945006722507249830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=8945006722507249830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8945006722507249830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/8945006722507249830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/02/poem-inspiration-time-man-with-pistol.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-117168032426559441</id><published>2007-02-17T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T10:45:24.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i am back after so long... i am sorry that i didn't post for so long.. all the tests' fault haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st issue is about ANONYMOUS. yes that twit asshole &lt;strong&gt;which&lt;/strong&gt; i have no idea who &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; is and wad &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; one. &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; is SO disgusting la. go around tagging people's blog and speak nonsense. no life twit shit. all u find pleasure in is pollute people's tagboard. grow up la.  childish shallow piece of shit! and thanks to all those who helped me in the taggie battle (which is like not even a battle, all &lt;strong&gt;it &lt;/strong&gt;does was to typpexx liekx thish annd crries. stupid) thank you all! love u all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a message for anonymous. dun go around tagging people's blog without leaving any name. coward. LEAVE UR NAME AND TELL ME WHATS MY PROBLEM. and what's your problem? too bored? no life? or u are jsut plain twitish thats y u hate twits-haters. or izzit u r jealous. god, if u are jealous of me, u must be DAMN BAD. loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn toking about &lt;strong&gt;it &lt;/strong&gt;spoils my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-117168032426559441?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/117168032426559441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=117168032426559441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/117168032426559441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/117168032426559441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-117032493692053710</id><published>2007-02-01T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T18:15:36.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everybody's away! its so sad can... my whole fmaily went to indonesia cos my great gramp passed away... den xiu quan kena throat infection den never come school for 2 days... so lonely =.= and bored...and lonely... so onyl way to make me feel not lonely is to sms quan.. so we sms sms sms sms... during lesson ask him sms but i reply vey slow cos got teacher mah.. i not pro like elam... so he was telling me he is watching the roadrunner show! haha... and i m attending history lessons =.= gahness! hurry come back lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many test lor... had emath and english today.. english's fine.. can manage but i got one mistake in emath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i keep saying until farah fed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry! i shouldn't have whine so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2molo have chemistry and amath test... caaannnttt bbbrreeeaatttthhhhh... thijnk will fail chem lor.. dunno what tiko toking... den tuesday still got physics! and monday got chinese!!! aaaa... only lit loves me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junjie rushing me to blog.. gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-117032493692053710?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/117032493692053710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=117032493692053710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/117032493692053710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/117032493692053710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/02/everybodys-away-its-so-sad-can.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-117015988581478938</id><published>2007-01-30T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T20:24:45.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw this commercial on this show, which is a talk show on different topic everyweek. and the topic was " are singaporeans really busy?" well, just like what the show says, business(busy-ness not business..) shows someone's status... its liek when someone is busy, u feel that woow, he is productive,  he is liek somewhat great la... den when u r him, u feel that, omfg, its darn tired can... so contradicting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toking about contradiction, today the school damn stupid lah can.. a few days ago mrs tobias was saying that u all must have ur lunch before ur cca, yada yada yada... den 2dae during assembly, miss aw(izzit lidat spell?) say that she dun care about our lunch cos we were noisy... ok i guess its much of the students fault but yeah... zi xiang mao dun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit lessons without miss serene = cannto cocentrate... shuling and jen keep toking and toking.. i tok oso la.. hah i m HERMIA.. shuling is HELENA... forgot wad jenw as.. HIPPOLYTA i think.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-117015988581478938?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/117015988581478938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=117015988581478938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/117015988581478938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/117015988581478938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-saw-this-commercial-on-this-show.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116990152201365540</id><published>2007-01-27T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:38:42.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno wth i am saying this but miss ilan class is rather &lt;u&gt;FUN&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like very interesting seeing her getting super work up when she argues with the people in my class! this is my favourite! shawn(dunno how to spell) with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" S: i never say i dunno! i say i dunno yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;   I: no... u say u dunno just now not yesterday! i heard u say u dunno just now! and how dare u say u dunno!&lt;br /&gt;   S: i never say i dunno! i SAID i dunno yesterday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;   I: NO! dun argue with me! u juat said u dunno!&lt;br /&gt;   S:i dunno wth u saying. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made it up but its something lidat! i noe u dunno... i dunno u noe.. u noe? i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if u do her homework she's quite nice! aha! like weiting (halo appears)*insert tink! sound*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... so my death note did not work... BBB din die of boobs explosion... BBB stands for Big Boobbed Bangla, go figure who =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is LLL xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love "I Wanna Love You" and "Smack That" hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2dae had a great time! cant post about it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116990152201365540?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116990152201365540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116990152201365540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116990152201365540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116990152201365540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dunno-wth-i-am-saying-this-but-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116936589280691174</id><published>2007-01-21T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T15:52:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i decided to blog in order to kill my extreme boredom, there is practically nothing for me, a poor soul to do in this boring cyber world. no i will not go to irc and cheat with some random girl or guy just to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a niwa blogskin for liz today just to kill boredom. it was super plain as i din have photoshop and therefore i cannot use brush to make it look nice. my bad the link is here &lt;a href="http://www.testtesttest-matthew.blogspot.com"&gt;www.testtesttest-matthew.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; thats my blog for testing blogskin. currently its liz's niwa. btw, niwa is this guy in a anime call DNangel, in which he would turn into a dark angel who is a thief or something i think. not sure never watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was listening to some of my older songs just now and found out invisible by clay aiken was more den just a stalker song. slow eh. the guy is so sad. one line in the song goes like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"if i was invisible. wait, i already am."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad guy. but its most of time true right. geeky guys dun really get the girls they want they are like invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaa still bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116936589280691174?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116936589280691174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116936589280691174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116936589280691174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116936589280691174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-i-decided-to-blog-in-order-to-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116919314737481791</id><published>2007-01-19T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:41:26.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCCCAAAAMMMPPP!!!!!</title><content type='html'>u would see this around many people's blog but yah... YAY CAMP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was totally &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like really really nice, my class was super enthu! and super crazy can! i simple love 3e5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you 1e1/2e1 too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 5-2/6-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like the most enthu class around... ok enough about us being enthu now recall post! i noe u all like recall post so C-O let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day was fun! we went kayaking! i partnered with shiping, she's a nice girl and we chit chatted alot when we are kayaking! keke! but we were quite slow cos our kayak cannot go straight!!! gggrrrrrhhhH! den we move left move right so funny can! den i went for rock climbing. ok this is SIANNESS the instructor ask me choose 5 people i tot they DUNNID TO DO but then THEY NEED TO DO den i chose myself cos i dun wan to do! sian lah! den i climb a bit leg cramp and gave up. fine. i noe i lousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my alter-ego, TTK the Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOUSY SHIT TZE KIAT CANNOT EVEN CLIMB A WALL FULL OF ROCKS! LOUSY!!!LOUSY!!! BOOOOOO!!! LOUSY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up lah =.= its was hard ok u go climb lah! u sure leg cramp, arm cramp, butt cramp, boobs cramp! den after that was usual camp stuff and we elarn lots of new cheer! i shall type out one of my FAVOURITE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOO I THINK I CAUGHT A LITTLE BABY BUMBLE BEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I CAUGHT A LITTLE BABY BUMBLE BEE!&lt;br /&gt;I CAUGHT A LITTLE BABY BUMBLE BEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUMMY MUMMY COME AND SEE!!!!!!!*INSERT CRAZY ACTION*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAUGHT A LITTLE BABY BUMBLE BEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE this cheer so much, i could die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall blog about MEAL TIMES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YVONNE AND SHULING ARE CRAZY MAN! SEE-GROUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel and yvonne were quarreling about see ground or something. it was so funny i couldn't stop laughing for like forever... yes they think i am mad.. though i think they are the mad ones... den during dinner i think i laugh while i am drinking water den i spit on yvonne! xD old school memory of me spitting nadia!!! xD den we only keep makign fun of taoyee being a scout. whatever bad or stupid things he do(which is like EVERYTHING) we say, "haiya, scouts is lidat one mah!" xD no offence to scouts out there =) shuling another crazy one.. keep asking me go POM POM(bath) with her! chase me around summore! den eat my banana! gimme banana cake eat and say will grow back =.= perverted shuling! yvonne oso lor! den when nini come visit me they say is me who is dirty!!!! eeeeeee!!!! cheat my money!!!! my class full of dirty-minded girls.. hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEA GROUND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping was terrible!!! it was so squeezy!!! i slep beside dom den he keep complaing say jianan's butt keep hitting him! xD i guess its because too squeezy liao... dne NAI PA(xiu quan) play with my hair, tickle my finger den sleep on my arm!!!!!!! i guess its retribution from last year's sec 2 camp xD on the 2nd night, nai pa was very nice and fan me and jin rong to sleep den i decided to call him nai pa(male version of nanny, nai ma) =) but he dun like it but i still gonan call him that =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire was just awesome no nid to explain much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus home we are still not tired! we cheer our way home! more of mummy mummy come and see!!!! hehe!!! edit: and i got my song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after camp some how we still not tired! went to mac with 2e1 peeps and made the whoel of mac look at us and think we are crazy! we like crazy in mac and behave like mad people who escape from IMH!!! MOMMY MOMMY COME AND SEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee~ camp rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoulda brought my phone along den can show u all some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go e5~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ziJIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116919314737481791?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116919314737481791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116919314737481791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116919314737481791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116919314737481791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/ccccaaaammmppp.html' title='CCCCAAAAMMMPPP!!!!!'/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116866133254105238</id><published>2007-01-13T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T12:08:52.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok got a few things to blog about so yah, let's go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st is my new blog skin! nice right... but they say the image up there too light.. will ask junjie to help me darken it and add more stuff to it ^^ please wait =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to put snowflakes but it dun work, so i just leave it lor.. sian leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise miss tan gim hua lessons are quite fun =D at least i dun fall asleep lah. last year was terrible but this is better cos there are lame people in ym class cracking jokes that don't make sense =D at least that keep me awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WE CAN USE FISH AND THROW THEM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now is the 3e5 notice board! we chose a real bad day to do it lah, friday, UG day. stupid dne only weiting me stayed bakc to do... but yingru helped us =) so we only did the front ones and these are the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/1600/628713/DSC00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/320/860567/DSC00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/1600/297050/DSC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/320/658215/DSC00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite nice right... the 3e5 one hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116866133254105238?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116866133254105238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116866133254105238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116866133254105238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116866133254105238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-got-few-things-to-blog-about-so-yah.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116851013410560485</id><published>2007-01-11T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:08:54.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok fine i know my blogskin is plain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i will make one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL!!! I SHALL GO TO NADIA'S HOUSE ON SUNDAY(if she is free) AND MAKE ONE!!! MUAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now for the SHE and FIR series of joke =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chingmay, renjun and me were aspiring to be superstars  in the future, there fore we practise our superstar charms during the sec 1 camp =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best way we thought for instant fame is to cook up a lot of lame thing so people would give u their pathetic attention! so therefore we came out with an ingenius plan of using names of groups and band and make a fool out fo ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st one! SHE!!! i am SEXY, renjun is HAIRY and chingmay, the best of all is EROTIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes =) so i shall blog about the rest now dun fall asleep arh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd one! FIR!!! i am FURRY, renjun is IDIOTIC(duh.) and chingmay is RETARDED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd one! FEI LUN HAI!!! i am FEI JI(aeroplane), renjun is LUN TAI(tyre) and chingmay is HAI SHEN(sea cucumber)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after awhile ching left us to solo in her career or renjun and me have to reform our group and came up with 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEEEEEEETY!!!! i and of course, swee swee! (means pretty pretty) and renjun is younger den me so he is... TY TY(not thankyou thankyou, pronounce as didi =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhiel our career collapse and we decided to amke a come back, so we cleverly disguise ourselves and form the bestest group ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am TWIT TWIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rejun is IN IN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha lame post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116851013410560485?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116851013410560485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116851013410560485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116851013410560485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116851013410560485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-fine-i-know-my-blogskin-is-plain-so.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116842031355872246</id><published>2007-01-10T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T17:11:53.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new joke!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" IF Enwei get $100 a day and Weisiong gets $10 a day, who will be richer?" "Answer : Meiyun!" from Yingjie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116842031355872246?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116842031355872246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116842031355872246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116842031355872246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116842031355872246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-joke-if-enwei-get-100-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116841921204137172</id><published>2007-01-10T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T16:53:32.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes!</title><content type='html'>haha this is the jokes of the week! may add more later on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't drink that! Or your boobs will grow big!" Jiaqi, screaming to Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Omg, Shawn look like Nini!" Junjie, exclaiming to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which animal scare of cold the most?" "Duck! Cos they go "QUA QUA QUA"" yuhang, which crap codl jokes during chinese XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116841921204137172?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116841921204137172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116841921204137172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116841921204137172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116841921204137172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/jokes.html' title='jokes!'/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116805491292924004</id><published>2007-01-06T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T12:31:34.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eeee.. ccccaaaammmpppppppp... eeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;omg finally back from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe its not all the time hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its hellish ok, i shall blog about the sec 1 orientation camp(recalling post! wooohooo!) let's tok about the fun parts lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopscotch was quite fun =) its was a station for rush hour, kezzie and me suppose to be the station master. so we make the sec one do stupid things! like the friendship dance(which is stupid in the sec 1's eyes) den yingru and dom come help help so.. its quite fun lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den camp preparation!(PEP-PER-RAY-SH-EN not PRE-PEAR-RAY-SH-EN) was the funnest! funner than camp fire itself lor... chingmay, phylis, nicole,joseph, junjie and me went CRAZY ok! we keep zi high den do all the stupid things... like the funky chicken! haha!!!! i wonder if the sec thinks we are crazy anyway the crazy chicken goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let me show u funkey chicken!&lt;br /&gt;what did u say?&lt;br /&gt;let me show u funky chicken!&lt;br /&gt;what did u say?&lt;br /&gt;pok x infinity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i love this cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the sucky parts of camp, careful a lot of sucky things and almost all of it starts on the 2nd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st day right ITS SUPER BORING!!! miss aw conduct some spotcheck and delay the whoel camp!!! after that right FOUR BLOODY HOURS OF ENRICHMENT some nonsense went away a lot fo times to slack cos there is zero things to do... den bath at TWELVE PLUS!!! WAH LAU STINK BOMB LOR!!! den sleep at about 2.30 cos cannot sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, brace up for some serious venting of anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thing my sec 1 class.. wah lau! so not enthu one! wads ur problem! dun wan to come up with cheer nvm lor but people teach oso dun want! what's your problem! people tell u their experience den u all dun wan to listen! dun wan lah! not enthu wait like me lidat, regret after sec 2 den u all noe arh! hmph! den u all keep want to go back class take this take that! tell u all to take WHATEVER u all need with u all like ur water bottle but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO dun want to listen to ur facil NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO den keep ask me open the door for u all. I DUN HAVE THE STUPID KEY.. den must ask the logistic people help u all open den the keep gua gua jiao scold me! den dun want let facil keep key den dun GUA GUA JIAO LAH! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM???!!!!! DEPRIVE OF KEYS AT HOME?????? NEED LOTS OF KEYS TO KEEP U COMPANY ARH!!! WHY??!!! U ALL ACTUALLY ARE KEY SPIRIT ARH!!!!!! wah lau damn dumb man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second thing. there is this boy in my class, he has a doctor appointment so have to leave early. which is during lunchtime. den this camp com(call cc) come and and pani den tell me "hey! where is him arh! he needs to go home leh! where him??!! he never come opts room to report to go home! where is him" i panic and he not around... den i need to go and find him. guess wad he's outside general office with lijun(my fellow facil, name siti) waiting for his parents. WTF! NEVE REPORT CAN GO AND WAIT FOR PARENTS ARH!!!! i damn pissed can! dne i ask lijun, she say she DID when to the opts room and all the student leaders there and guess what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they did not bother with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no they did not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lijun say she tell them he needs to go home but no one bother. WTF! 1ST COME TELL ME HE NEVER REPORT DEN IS ACTUALLY LIDAT! WADS WRONG WITH U PEOPLE! MAKE PEOPLE RUN ALL OVER THE PLACE ALL THE TIME! MAKE PEOPLE NO TIME FOR LUNCH AND STUFF! WAH LAU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got a lot of stuff la forget liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super sucky sec 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCK BIG TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116805491292924004?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116805491292924004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116805491292924004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116805491292924004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116805491292924004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/eeee-ccccaaaammmpppppppp-eeeeeeeeee.html' title='eeee.. ccccaaaammmpppppppp... eeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116764801172671802</id><published>2007-01-01T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:42:55.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i am back for my first post of 2007!!! haha yesterday a lot of people send happy new year messages(i mean today got my time mixed up but ya whatever) so let's see what people send!!! so exiciting right xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first i got in the night was bryan:&lt;br /&gt;Ha... I bet im the 1st to say this.. Happy new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lol, guess wad..he is!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;junjie:&lt;br /&gt;Later surely sms jam de so.. Happy new year!! woot woot... Uh huh.. Who cares about school! Lalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lol.. crazy smart fellow with a crazy smart sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel:&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;short and sweet =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiting:&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!!!!!! good luck this year..and all the upcoming years..haha...thx for being my friend for the past 2 years... beat wishes!!! :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i din now u have so many chins... lol yea thanks for being my friend too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharan:&lt;br /&gt;happy new year! Have a great 2007! LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOVE YOU TOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zuoxian:&lt;br /&gt;happy new year to u n wish u have a great year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;blessings for the monk... sure will =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;linette:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;same to u!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parveena:&lt;br /&gt;wishing y'all a smashing year ahead filled with happiness and success in everything you set out to do. may u find time in this cray world to enjoy the small yet wonderous things around you. happy new year! i love y'all loads and y'all know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;winning the longest most meaningful message award... PARVEENA THE GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xiuquan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy new year! :-) yay its a new year already! Its 1st jan 2007 may your resolution for 2007 come true and may this new year be a better one than 2006!:-D haha. yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after i sent mine which reads like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tzekiat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy new year.. i know i sure not the first one.. so.. ya.. happy new year =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wad the christmas one i oso not first.. den send lidat lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well guess wad you are for this new year! you are the first to send the first sms to me! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finally!!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;weisiong: happy new year and may u have good luck in whatever you do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i m sure i will but this morning he send:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i think my aunt is the first to die in 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;may god bless her soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingru:&lt;br /&gt;happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;great to have u back as my friend =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa:&lt;br /&gt;lols.. happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! (run out of stuff to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia:&lt;br /&gt;LOL yeah eugene's came t like 9. happy new year! love &lt;33 color="#ff9900"&gt;stupid eugene.. dun like u =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel chia:&lt;br /&gt;happy new year guys! i hope all of us can somehow study together next year and 'concentrate' more. definitely looking forward to spending more time wiht you guys though. anyway, hope 2007 will be better for all of us! love you lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thats soooooo sweet =)(pink cos its sweet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn:&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;din expect this one =D same to u shawn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, we have... ANDREA WONDREA:&lt;br /&gt;Boo! happy 0 seven to you too! here's wishing you a successful, joyful year ahead. cheers! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;thanks and that's all for now folks until next year new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116764801172671802?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116764801172671802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116764801172671802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116764801172671802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116764801172671802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-i-am-back-for-my-first-post-of.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116684830864031338</id><published>2006-12-23T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T12:31:48.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one visits my blog and i am sad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog very boring meh??!!! i mean at least i dun write those recalling post mah. those are boring ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this morning my wake up when my effing alarm clock wake me up.yada yada yada wah lau! i want to sleep one lor. yada yada yada den i went to brush my teeth lalala. den i shit in my ultra cute &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; toilet bowl blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau who gives a damn about ur toilet bowl and what you shit in lah. maybe people are sic and like to read about what people shit in. i shall be loyal to my heart and not blog things which i think is extremely boring. please people COME TO MY BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COME TO MY BLOG NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i am angry so you better come back to my bloody blog more often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae i dun have the see how many clicks i have counter thing, i use my tag board so you got come dneu tag ok! tag hor! or i slap your face and curse u that sadako will climb from your ass at night and feed u with your own shit den kill you or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ARH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gonna be x'mas soon... happy christmas n merry new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116684830864031338?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116684830864031338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116684830864031338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116684830864031338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116684830864031338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-one-visits-my-blog-and-i-am-sad-my_22.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116684828577862523</id><published>2006-12-23T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T12:31:25.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one visits my blog and i am sad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog very boring meh??!!! i mean at least i dun write those recalling post mah. those are boring ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this morning my wake up when my effing alarm clock wake me up.yada yada yada wah lau! i want to sleep one lor. yada yada yada den i went to brush my teeth lalala. den i shit in my ultra cute &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; toilet bowl blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau who gives a damn about ur toilet bowl and what you shit in lah. maybe people are sic and like to read about what people shit in. i shall be loyal to my heart and not blog things which i think is extremely boring. please people COME TO MY BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COME TO MY BLOG NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i am angry so you better come back to my bloody blog more often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae i dun have the see how many clicks i have counter thing, i use my tag board so you got come dneu tag ok! tag hor! or i slap your face and curse u that sadako will climb from your ass at night and feed u with your own shit den kill you or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ARH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gonna be x'mas soon... happy christmas n merry new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116684828577862523?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116684828577862523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116684828577862523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116684828577862523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116684828577862523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-one-visits-my-blog-and-i-am-sad-my.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-116670131237777757</id><published>2006-12-21T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:41:52.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quiz i find interesting from phylis's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Put your music shuffle on player&lt;br /&gt;2) Press forward for each question&lt;br /&gt;3) Use the song title for the question,although it makes no sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;4)Tag 5 people to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Masquerade - Phantom of the Opera&lt;br /&gt;lol happy like a masquerade? nah not really i m bored though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Skater Boy - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;Huh, i don't want leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;我也很想他 - Stephanie Sun&lt;br /&gt;woow! they all miss me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;End Titles - My Fair Lady&lt;br /&gt;i shall get married til the very end =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What's your bestfriend theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Easier to Run - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;my best friend like to run arh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;She's So high - Tal Bachman&lt;br /&gt;i will make her so high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What was primary school like?&lt;br /&gt;Don't Stop Moving - S Club 7&lt;br /&gt;yep.. we never stop moving!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Endo of Line - Honeyz&lt;br /&gt;dun make sense at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;二十二 - David Tao&lt;br /&gt;that they complain about being young and find out growing up has more trouble.. i dun think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;Humming 7/4 - Ayumi&lt;br /&gt;haha... *hum hum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;倒带 - Jolin Tsai&lt;br /&gt;they like to rewind and tok about the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Perfect - Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;I Could Have Dance All Night - My Fair Lady&lt;br /&gt;noooooo! i cant dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;I Am Cow - Arrogant Worms&lt;br /&gt;erm... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend - Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;as a boyfriend???!!! faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Grizabella, The Glamour Cat - Cats Original Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;dunno wad it means... n i dun think so lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How can i make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Call Me When You're Sober - Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;for you to only call me when you're sober i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Natural - S club 7&lt;br /&gt;let nature take its course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;T-Shirt - Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! THAT WOULD BE KOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116670131237777757?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116670131237777757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116670131237777757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116670131237777757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116670131237777757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz-i-find-interesting-from-phyliss.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949490.post-116658102437819079</id><published>2006-12-20T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T19:20:05.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0XV4OAO3Uc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0XV4OAO3Uc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another song i like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp thing is a bit pointless. we just went there to sing camp songs... revision arh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger like sot sot one leh... but be server got problem or something lidat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cut my hair, now it look like shit can... must spike =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall add on... because... i dunno&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today the is the 2nd day of the camp thing... wah lau lagi worse than the 1st day... sit audi listne them tok tok tok... den xiu quan tok no one understand... den i oso dun understand, we just dun understand lor... what you want.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;the parents bring their &lt;strong&gt;childssssssssssssss&lt;/strong&gt; to school&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"is he chinese edu?" quoted from kezzie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;no offence =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;den its like super boring... den me and chingmay just laught at nothing... nothing at all. hariz say heys can laugh summore very bored. den we just laugh. i dunno at wad just laugh. my earphone spoil leh. wth.... the left side cannot work... den after the thing feel sick lor... like feverish lidat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yes and i am watching death note movie marathon!!!! wooohooooooooooooooo! yays&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116658102437819079?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116658102437819079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116658102437819079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116658102437819079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116658102437819079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-song-i-like-camp-thing-is-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116632944534337116</id><published>2006-12-17T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:24:05.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pv90vGrLC8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pv90vGrLC8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this song ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaes. i've got the picture of the moth who disguise itself as a cockroach, stupid thing. very blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/1600/306244/DSC00095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/320/972934/DSC00095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Look I am a stupid moth"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant see hor ok i go circle the moth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/1600/996318/DSC00095ver.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5574/634/320/967545/DSC00095ver.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i hope its clearer. stupid thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love bleach. i read until its revealed that ichigo's father is a shinigami! muahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheers,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ttk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116632944534337116?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116632944534337116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116632944534337116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116632944534337116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116632944534337116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-this-song-anywaes.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116597878627592162</id><published>2006-12-13T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T12:46:24.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i am gonna post about what happen yesternight, if you don't like this type of recall-the-past post den don't read =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok everything was peaceful, my sister, my dad and me were watching the ah-dou show in the livin' room (you noe the 7 'o clock show on channel eight, ya that one) den out of no where, suddenly, out of the blue, A BLOODEH BIG DUNNO WHAT SHIT THAT MAKES SOUNDS WHEN IT FLIES FLEW PAST ME AND LAND DUNNO WHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its black so i thought must be a stupid disgusting cockroach. den i jumped, hold my precious boster den run to the room. my dad tried to catch it but in the end it went missing. my sister and i were in the room screaming. ok maybe i scream louder den my sister but she oso got scream hor. my dad say dunno where it go le so my sister and me went out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to hypnotise myself that it flew out. xD den i sit far far away from i had sat awhile ago. den i tried to communicate with it. well, i tried my best. i even spoke in chinese to ask it to go out. i said: "heys, if you wanna come out now, we'll let u live just fly out of the house. if not later we'll kill you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no respond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i spoke in chinese " ru guo ni xian zai chu lai, wo men jiu gei ni yi tiao sheng lu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no respond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought maybe its a cockroach that knows other language. i never tried hokkein(yes i m trilingual(dunno how to spell), i noe chinese, english and hokkein) den later my sister shout suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the floor the "cockroach"'s carcass is there. you noe wad. ITS NOT A COCKROACH ITS A MOTH!!!! holy, the whole family so scare of one moth(actually only me and my sis xD) den my dad use toilet paper den throw it away. before it got thrown away, my sis took a picture, will show it to u all when i get hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;zijie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(totally afraid of cockroach)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116597878627592162?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116597878627592162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116597878627592162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116597878627592162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116597878627592162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-i-am-gonna-post-about-what-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116580559417484302</id><published>2006-12-11T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T10:54:41.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am cow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hear me moo&lt;br /&gt;I weigh twice&lt;br /&gt;As much as you&lt;br /&gt;And I look good&lt;br /&gt;On the barbeque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yogurt, curd&lt;br /&gt;Cream cheese and butter's&lt;br /&gt;Made from liquid&lt;br /&gt;From my udders&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;Hear me moo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;Eating grass&lt;br /&gt;Methane gas&lt;br /&gt;Comes out my ass&lt;br /&gt;And out my muzzle&lt;br /&gt;When I belch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ozone layer is thinner&lt;br /&gt;From the outcome&lt;br /&gt;Of my dinner&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got gas&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand&lt;br /&gt;Far and wide&lt;br /&gt;Upon this land&lt;br /&gt;And I am living everywhere&lt;br /&gt;From BC to Newfoundland&lt;br /&gt;You can squeeze&lt;br /&gt;My teats by hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;I am cow&lt;br /&gt;I am cow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling cowish,&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;zijie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116580559417484302?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116580559417484302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116580559417484302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116580559417484302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116580559417484302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-cow-hear-me-moo-i-weigh-twice-as.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116564794791247117</id><published>2006-12-09T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T15:10:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!! i can like finally use the stupid computer and i am super happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes youc an tell i m happy right you can sense my happiness from your monitor the overbearing feeling ooohhhh nooo you cannot take it... NO U CANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to be a member at the comic shop near my school. so i can now borrow comic dunnid buy liao! save lots of mone hurray for my wallet! and i love bleach. i wan a kon plushie for xmas friends listen up. buy me a KON PLUSHIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharan is back! and she bought me a very very nice cd love it. so many nice songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dun wanna be... a murderer...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dun wanna blog about what happen in my very super duper extremely dearly absolutely terribly really boring life. super boring will fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna say sorry to a friend. should have told you earlier. but we oso very suay lor. wanted to tell you the next day but someone go blurt out. we really wanted to tell you de.. paiseh hor! hope we can still be friends, provided you read my blog la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next i want to say. i m really disappointed in shi sin huey ( dunno spelling) WHY???!!!! WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF YYYYYYYYY. I LIKE YOU SO MUCH AND YOU TURN INTO SOME SLEAZY STAR. NOOOOO. DEN WEAR SHIRT SIMILAR TO CYNDI WANG SUMMORE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;TAIPEH TO BEIJING!!!! YOU WANT TO GO THERE FOR WHAT?????? AAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot tahan such a good singer become lidat hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like tokyo drift the song and the movie. but i toking about song btw. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to top it up a letter form par and sha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;par's letter (its full of fuck and stuff, so if you don't liek den dun read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Par's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Ttk! you are THE sweetest guy EVER! (once i get a bf that will all change... HAHA kidding!! i would love u more) U and you're stupid things. First that effing bag of yours. Now a fucking CHEESEBURGER?! Who the fuck manufactures these things? Thay should be fucking hanged. lol. I don't wanna see that doll ttk. I'm fat enough! LOL! They're showing Borat here. It's NC16 but my cousin(whom i love SOOO deeply...) is gonna sneak me in. Maybe la. Not sure if we're even going to go for a movie. Saw MORE hotties today outside the pizza place. And one of the pizza guys was FUCKING HOT! I seriously wish he would turn up at MY place with pizza!(he's a delivery dude too) Then you'll get like, a hot guy AND food! 2 of the 4 things that make my(and any other normal sane person's) worls go round(3rd thing is money of course!! And friends which means u guys.....) Saw a mad woman at the mental ward today. (DUH!!! It's a fucking mental ward!) Went to visit that crazy lady at the home. So yeah. Didn't get to talk to her though. She was busy singing songs with the other mad folk. But another mad lady walked out of the room and spoke to us. i'll tell u abt it when i get back. I guess that's it for today. My parents are STILL talkin about moving here. Gosh! And my parents are hoping my uncle gets a citizenship here so that it'll be easier for us to move here. My dad was like "we should move here asap. I'll send u and ur mom here first, mom can find a job and once i sell the house and settle everything, i'll come and we can use that money and live here, u can go to school here... it'll be better, you'll get ur licence in 2 years then u can drive to school, that's what you're cousin did BLAH BLAH BLAAAAHHH!"  My dad is all talk no action what-so-ever. And it's annoying me now cos i hear abt it EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY! Anyway, do u want anything from NZ? Only gum? I'll get u gum. Anything else? Cows? Sheep? ot ALOT here. hahahahha!! Luvya and take care k?? I LOVE YOUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SQUEEZES YOU WITH LOTSA LOVE)&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sha's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy FINALLYYYYYYY :D&lt;br /&gt;i bet you wont even read this until i get back, but HELLO FROM INDIA! HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im getting you loads of gummmmmmmmmmmmmmm! you can go to nad's for christmas right?ILL BE BACK SOOOOOOOOOOOOOON THEN PAR WILL BE BACK AFTER THAT! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;ONLY 2 WEEKS LEFT TILL WE'RE ALL TOGETHER!ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww the whole happy feet thing. who'd you go with anyway?!&lt;br /&gt;okay gotta go,&lt;br /&gt;SEEEEEEEEEE YAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;zijie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116564794791247117?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116564794791247117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116564794791247117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116564794791247117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116564794791247117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-i-can-like-finally-use-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116478317216715694</id><published>2006-11-29T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:52:52.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a letter from me to sha (who is in india) and par (who is in nz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SHARAN AND PARVEEEEENA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM AT NADDY'S HOUSE!!! THATS Y I CAN USE THE COMPUTER!!!! SO HAPPY I WRITING TO YOU RIGHT!!!!! =) I KNEW IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS REMEMBER TO BRING LOTS OF GUM BACK. I EFFINGLY NEEDS GUM!!! I WAN ALL FAVOURS ONE OF EACH THAT WOULDD MAKE UP FOR THE BECKHAM POSTER SHAA!!! HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE SUCKS! ITS SO BORING. MY STUPID SISTER STILL DON'T LET ME USE THE STUPID COMPUTER AND MY MOTHER IS HAVING PMS THATS Y I AM AT NADDY'S HOUSE!!! AND I M BORED COS... THERE'S NOTHING TO DO HERE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS I GOT A VOODOO DOLL. I NAME IT LALA. ITS A CHEESEBURLAR AND IT STEALS MY FATS AND GIVE IT TO THE OTHERS!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I SHAN BRING IT WHEN I HANG OUT WITH YOU GUYS IN CASE IT TURNS U ALL FAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I SAW "HAPPY FEET"   AND GUESS WHAT!!! I SAW 2 LIANS MAKING OUT AT THE BACK OF THE CINEMA WATCHING HAPPY FEET!!!!!! AND THEY ARE NOT BUTCH OR ANYTHING THEY ARE BOTH SUPER GIRLY LIANLY TWITISH EFFING GIRLS!!!!!!! WHAT IS THIS EARTH COMING TO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTSSSSSSSA LOVE AND HUGSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;TTK,&lt;br /&gt;THE OFFICIAL ASSHOLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116478317216715694?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116478317216715694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116478317216715694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116478317216715694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116478317216715694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/11/letter-from-me-to-sha-who-is-in-india.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116444788069174140</id><published>2006-11-25T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T17:44:40.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok finally for the grand moment...&lt;br /&gt;MY POST IN A LONG LONG LONG LOOOOOOOOONNNNNNGGGGGGGGG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear cheers =) haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's blog about what happen yesterday. i went to do the music and movement night (let's call it m&amp;m). i m in charge of the video! like always lah... video is kao skill not practise one ok... den i got a big responsibility. went earlier like 1130 to meet mel for lunch at mac. yea cos xiao bai said the duty at 1215... den what happen. NOOOOOOOOOO... not 1215 , its 730pm! wah lau waste my qing chun waiting.... but nvm i hang out with xiao bai and zuox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den xiao bai lao sai lor.. so ke lian.. den we go 7-11 no boh ji yuan.... den he go lao sai until become more bai.... ok den.. erm andrea's leaving =( so sad lor.... but the modern dance is AWESOME.. its like he best performance ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel would love to like me to say that the eldds is the best especially the sound. ok i lazy liao sorry for the short post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ziJIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116444788069174140?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116444788069174140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116444788069174140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116444788069174140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116444788069174140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-finally-for-grand-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116082997968294193</id><published>2006-10-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:46:19.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting in the farmyard&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the nature sing&lt;br /&gt;As a heard I heard a girl whisper to my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a piece of summer&lt;br /&gt;It comes to me when i need it the most&lt;br /&gt;But summer dies and nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;It is just a moment we had together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk pictures of you appears&lt;br /&gt;It just reminds me of the memories we had together&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than the root of the tree&lt;br /&gt;Or the sound of the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun finally begin to set&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how wonderful life was when you are in my world&lt;br /&gt;Like the summer you mentioned&lt;br /&gt;The sun has been kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dunno wad crap i writing lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116082997968294193?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116082997968294193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116082997968294193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116082997968294193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116082997968294193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/10/sitting-in-farmyard-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-116012622310727100</id><published>2006-10-06T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:17:03.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello blog. long time no blog here. everyone is celebrating their blog's birthday, i dunno urs! sorreh but i'll go find out =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo exams period is usually means fun to me. i mean we study with our friends. know them better and stuff.. haha u all may think i m crazy buy what the heck, that's how i reall think =) have finish history n lit. the one i m most worried of because u can NEVER gauge ur mark.i mean you never know if the teacher would accept ur answer, i gave quite a few non-conventional ones so i m afraid they would not i accept. and i fail my lit and history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no point scaring myself. chill. i mean i must pass my history n lit, i just cannot fail. i fail my history liao if fail agn den jia lat liao~ haha.. i wrote the withces were the heroine.. dunno the teacher will understand wad i toking not.. hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday went to jinrong house. before that we went to kfc at j8.. haha yingru fell in love with the counter person.. haha.. den he so blur gave us extra zinger.. actaully we want eat one but we realise our stomach too small to contain.. hehe... den we give back.. and went to the library... i tot the library was small and erm, not very a lot of books. so nto very good. den we got into a window cubicle.. me and jinrong took the window seat den yingru angry... mel n jq go pull her back xD so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to jinrong house for little man! yingru went to look for chun kiat so din come with us. we went the ntuc and bought lots of stuff.. dne cnanot finish.. haha den when we at the house. we played pretend. and i was mel n jq's daughter and i m gonna get married to quan =.= actually is i guy one.. but xiu quan more leg hair den he become guy..  den jq say my butt big can sheng a lot XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ziJIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-116012622310727100?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/116012622310727100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=116012622310727100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116012622310727100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/116012622310727100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115814760699551188</id><published>2006-09-13T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T19:40:07.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things has been so confusing nowadays, i dunno how to behave. i dunno wth i m typing but all you have to noe that i m bloodeh confused and that's like enough cos i realy confused. i dun even noe y i m blogging but just noe i m confused. ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i m confused so i dunno wad to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115814760699551188?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115814760699551188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115814760699551188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115814760699551188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115814760699551188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-has-been-so-confusing-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115718416074750090</id><published>2006-09-02T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T16:02:40.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. long time no blog.. too lazy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's tok about teachers' day! went out with par and gang to watch devil wears prada. haha. my favourite hot girl is inside! ANNE!! MUACKS TO ANNE!! haha.. meryl streep(dunno how to spell)  looks quite pretty for her age. lol. par went on her maniac laughter and run afer this hot guy we saw. but he has a girl friend =(  lol. den we went starbucks. i cant have anything cos I CANNOT DRINK MILK!!! grrhh.. den see them drink n eat.. so jealous x( den we see this 2 guys buying pillow and drinking coffee. haha. one of them according to par n gang he is hot. the other is fugly. den another came n join them. THEY 3 ALL BUY PILLOW!!! den i said quite loudly n everyone was stun =) i din noe i was loud ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enxt about my future 10 children. comeon lah. its jus a dream and all my dreams dun come true one lor.. so yea stop worrying for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115718416074750090?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115718416074750090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115718416074750090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115718416074750090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115718416074750090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115590345211780282</id><published>2006-08-18T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:17:32.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi i am back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so melissa, yingru dom and me went to see taoyee's wushu competition. its boring for me lah. i dunno how to sppreciate these type of thing =) taoyee's sis is cuuuuuuuuuutttttttteeeeeeeeeeee like anything. she keep on doing the "hide my cute face" action... this makes me want to have children even more badly. i wan 10. 5 girl 5 boy. den i will drive a van dne will ferry them to school every day =) happiness! lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who want give birth with me? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den if my wife dun wna to give birth, than i will find a surregate mother or adopt like angelina jolie and brad pitt. whee. my dream of 10 children wish me luck =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough about the future let's tok abt the present and past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone is acting kool ~whistle~&lt;br /&gt;someone is trying to be quiet ~whistle~&lt;br /&gt;someone is not himself ~whistle~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha obvious? should be bah&lt;br /&gt;if the person see please reply to my taggie.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115590345211780282?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115590345211780282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115590345211780282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115590345211780282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115590345211780282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-i-am-back-miss-me-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115451874558173892</id><published>2006-08-02T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T19:39:05.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2dae is a usual day~ whee~ lol... i cut my hair to a erm.. ugly spike but i love it.. i love my hair =)haha.. i mean its not long so it does nto ticles my fore head and it spikes without geling and stuff.. unlike doms one =) toking about hair tao yee got caught for putting mush or mosh or whatever la... the hair thingy.. lol miss wong said my hair is natural.. duh whose hair is fake.. oops, i forgot mr tana.. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it but quan and me is actually talkign to each other now. i mean, we dun get what each other is saying, we jus blur our through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blur blur blur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing wrong for being blur ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blur blur blur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe we are nto blur just crappy.. and crapping our way through!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we become frens through crapping! eat through crapping! do everything through crapping! crap crap crapping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lol this post is crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cheers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ttk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115451874558173892?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115451874558173892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115451874558173892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115451874558173892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115451874558173892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/08/2dae-is-usual-day-whee-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115434905588815018</id><published>2006-07-31T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T20:30:55.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m back with a hao xin qing =) just feel sooooooooo much better learning how to relax and not be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurray for my good mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurray wurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae. this mus be my 3023483903274th post on friendship. but oh well friednship just seem to be such a big part of my life =) more than love... ok maybe a lil lesser than family. ok let's start on my new enlightment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise friendship is one of most most most difficultest ship to be on. if u were too enthu about it, your friend might not and snap, it breaks. but when you wan to try a different approach and be more not caring about them, u realise sometimes u go a bit too far and snaps, it breaks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean it really difficult to be not too close and yet close enough to be friends. i dun tink i can do it. some could but i cant seem to be able to grasp it. maybe its beacuse i m on ok terms with most party and when war break. guess wad. i will be the 1st victim of the cruel war. poor me eh =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now when it come to best fren, since i m on ok terms with most, its really difficult to find a real close closer closest bestiest friend. maybe its because they tink u have lots of friend liao, dunnid them. or maybe u too close to them den they dun tink u as their close fren. some is cos u nto close enough to them den they oso dun care den = very jia lat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts life dudes and dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno how to handle friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end with a poem! by myself of cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the fret it makes beautiful music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the fret it makes your finger sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you finally pull too hard it snaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you have done is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may never return to your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cherish it while you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you lose grip of it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything seems too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun rhyme eh... nvm =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115434905588815018?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115434905588815018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115434905588815018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115434905588815018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115434905588815018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-m-back-with-hao-xin-qing-just-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115416161586161792</id><published>2006-07-29T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T16:26:55.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m so freaking @&amp;*#@%&amp;@#%^!@#$ pissed today. DAMN PISSED. REAL PISSED. SERIOUSLY PISSED. SUPER DUPER PISSED. PISSED PISSED. JUST REALLY PISSED BY SOME JERK. you ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people do the work also scold WTF U WAN! dun wAN ME do izzit. DEN I DUN DO LAH! CAN TELL ME ONE DEN I WUN FREAKINGLY BOTHER WITH THIS BLOODEH NONSENSE. PEOPLE DO OK LIAO DEN SAY ALL THOSE SHIT. WAD THE SHIT U WAN. MIGHT AS WELL FAIL U ALL. U ALL FREAKINGLY FAIL FOR ALL I CARE ARH. idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story. DUN BOTHER TO DO ANYTHING WHEN YOU ARE IN HIS GROUP OR WILL FREAKINGLY SAY THAT U WAN TO FAIL THE REST. SO JUST DUN DO ANYTHING IN HIS GROUP AND LET HIM DO EVERYTHING. asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHNESS,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115416161586161792?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115416161586161792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115416161586161792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115416161586161792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115416161586161792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-m-so-freaking-pissed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115391681597607079</id><published>2006-07-26T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:26:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. the bloodeh basketball mathc is totally dumb. we were up against some female king and a tall fugly bi-atch. onwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wanna say this&lt;br /&gt;when someone ignores u, it means they wan u to care for them u idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115391681597607079?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115391681597607079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115391681597607079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115391681597607079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115391681597607079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok_26.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115383418243275433</id><published>2006-07-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:29:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. dun ask e why i got this blog skin. no the guy in the picture is not hot. even if he is i m not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i found out tat being quiet for a dya is impossible. 1st, people will ask u why u so quiet arh? why u look so sad? why u blah blah blah. thank you all for ur concern. but i jus wanna be quiet for a moment lah... u noe... quiet type of feeling... so when i  quiet, it does not means i m sad or anyth, it jus mean i wanna be quiet. 2nd, me myself cannot control myself. i NEED to tok.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheezer, my bloodeh "M" become insensitive liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes so i was thinking alot. i dunno why i jus thought and friends and stuff. i mean at one point i tot i could live without friends. its like. ok. i m lonely, no one come disturb me, no one come ask me this and that. i will jus be mean to people and bite of their head whenever they piss me off. i wanna be like that. so i can concentrate on stuff i wanna do. like studying. yes i wna to study. we wake up at 6 in the morning just to study dun we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise "Genius of hardwork will surpass born genius one day" yes they do. i m not saying i m a born genius but i  gifted with the gift of jus paying attention in class makes me pass. i m blessed. in a way of another. i m losing out to people who work hard oreddy. guess i need to buck up. yes buck up. i need to score well this year. its a promise i make to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally know how sasuke(a comic book char.) feels ok. here his story. he is a born genius. he teams up with a coplete drop up. and one day. he feels threaten by the drop up surpassing him. so he turn to the dark side and blah blah blah. yes u get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i say all this leh. because one. i feel threaten some how. 2, i picture myself as sasuke. not tt i m a born genius, but someone who started out better. blast me flame me wadeva man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like when u do something well, no one bothers cos u r expected to do well. when a drop out do well, everyone applauses for him and praises him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone needs praise."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like when u do badly, people makes u feel worse and when a drop out does badly, no one go bother him cos he is expected to do lidat and will encourage him. not the genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone fails."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how streesful people feel. dun tink being what u call good is fortunate ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Everyone needs care"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115383418243275433?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115383418243275433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115383418243275433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115383418243275433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115383418243275433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115355958237348144</id><published>2006-07-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T17:13:02.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.. i m here to blog.. like duh-er-er-er-er... so went for the i and e competition 2day and i m god damn tired. very god damn tired. we tried our best and got to the top 8.. tts fair enough i guess... so yea we lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno y but i m having the feeling i got a year ago...&lt;br /&gt;those doubtly feeling&lt;br /&gt;like everything is gonna fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;like no one u cna trust kinda thing&lt;br /&gt;and i becoming meaner&lt;br /&gt;and meaner&lt;br /&gt;becoming so direct...&lt;br /&gt;maybe its menopause bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115355958237348144?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115355958237348144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115355958237348144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115355958237348144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115355958237348144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello_22.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115322353875658929</id><published>2006-07-18T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:52:18.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i have still decided to blgo despite my hectic schedule. see i am kind, i dun leave my blog to die just lidat. i am a good person =) and never EVER make ur blog dead. or u will be dead. X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i wanna tok about this thing i call obsession( however u spell that thing. i almost failed my spelling test so wadever man =) so lets call this guy obs) see obs is a scarly thing. it can happen so fast, it scares me. yea its like only a second and guess what, the girl living next door is obsessed wiht your dog. freaky isnt it? so they are many obsession that starts. 1st, girls to guys. exmaple will be my 2 good fren, lets call them bpig and mlbgal. when they see a guy they find cute or shuai or girly or gay or cute or handsome or ugly or cute. they will BE SO OVER THEM. god. u can imagine how i fare. they are liek crazy lah! and did i mention they like cute guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, guys over girls. lets use 2 example. evilwings. he falls in love with this girl in our class. he bought like infinity roses for her. like aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa why dont a girl do this to me. no fair. but anyway, thats a freggin sum of 100 bucks. 100 bucks! TTS A LOT! it is enuff to buy me a brandless mp3 player! see. crazy one. the other one. lets call him short. he is once infatuated with this girl. he calls her name every 1 minute. pissed off. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd. people over stuff. that's the most most most most most most common type of obsession. exmaples. lets call this guy onlynoehowtoscoldkpguy (onhtskg) he is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo obsesed wtih this game. he plays this like one day without it. he will immediately die of caridiac arrest and start to have sadako climbing out from his ass cos he did not go to the toilet for sooo long, jus because he wanna play the game. u get wad i mean. 2nd. thr is this guy. who became very very very obsessed with his committe(correct spelling got a spelling test ok.. dun play play) omg. obseestion is scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st step of obsession&lt;br /&gt;Madness sets in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd step of obsession&lt;br /&gt;Insanity invades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#rd step of obsession&lt;br /&gt;Only heaven knows what will become of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115322353875658929?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115322353875658929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115322353875658929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115322353875658929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115322353875658929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-i-have-still-decided-to-blgo.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115322197384289002</id><published>2006-07-18T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:26:13.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i am back. this week is a boring week. i have totally nothing to blog about eccept telling u all how bloodehly busy i bloodehly am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. china exchange programme peeps coming over. my buddy is call WANG DI. ALL HAIL THE KING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. media club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. tons of test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i and e competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. catching up of guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. making of my bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. mapling hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see! busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115322197384289002?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115322197384289002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115322197384289002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115322197384289002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115322197384289002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115278451741532412</id><published>2006-07-13T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T17:55:17.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. i am back from lots of mapling... so as u noe, my aumtumnmo0n is beeeeeeeeeeautiful. yes. lot sof suitor. if u are one take a look at this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/lame1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/lame1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"See, we are in love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so get lost all suitor. dun stalk me like a leafy vegetable. autumnmo0n is currently going out with d3vilish. shoo off. if you think he is an indian, think again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/lame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/lame.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"See, he is an ang moh"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he is an ang moh, and is prefect match with me... and i have an affair too... he said that i m pretty... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/lame2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/lame2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bark Bark"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, moppie loves me too. so please. dun be so despo that a guy u osos wan. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;message from autumnmo0n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115278451741532412?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115278451741532412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115278451741532412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115278451741532412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115278451741532412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115201416793033127</id><published>2006-07-04T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:56:07.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i am gonna blog about my maple adventure today.. so if you are anti maple den dun read arh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooooooo.... wen tto com's house for maple.. cos decided that i am too bored.. so went back to autumnmo0n, yes the most chio mapler in history. yes. as the great spidy says " Great beauty comes with great responsibility" or izzit power? oh well who cares. so i went back to maple and was at the green mushroom maps with lotsa candles. dom was exhilirated when he say the candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OMG THOSE FISHING CANDLES!!! THEY KILLED ME LEH LEMME HAVE MY REVENGE!!! MUAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so dom went around tormenting candles and it dropped a candle.. hurray! i dunno wth it is for but oh well.. den decide to do some serious work and went to0 kerning. more candles, happier for dom. kill kill and pop! a red present! hurray! haha.. dunno but think it is ex... den david came online and gave lotsa stuff. love ya david &lt;33333 yea.. dne went to ludi now tts where the funny part comes oi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this guy. who pester me to be his gf. HE IS SO IRRITAING. god. i said no at least 193024830283027 times. can he just learn. so ask david to impose as my bf,  but he saw right through us. wadcha expect. 2 guys trying to be gf and bf. god. den i told the truth. I M A GUY. HE STILL DUN BLOODEHLY BELIEVE. DEN CHASE ALL THE WAY TO LUDI AND THEN DISAPPEAR TO NOWHERE. WTH IS WRONG WITH HIM. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to explore ludi.. went to this place full of taeedy bears. haha. they so cute when they die.. dne went to kill chronos.. dne went to platoon chrnos.. this guy wanted to party. ok lor. den i leech. muahaha.. i m so evil... who ask i pretty (quoted form melisa) haha.. den this guy jus add me in his guild... so yea.. wad a eventful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115201416793033127?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115201416793033127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115201416793033127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115201416793033127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115201416793033127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-i-am-gonna-blog-about-my-maple.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115183317733734953</id><published>2006-07-02T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:41:23.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="color: black;" align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EACCFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EED6EB"&gt;Nadia is your soulmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2E0D6"&gt;You truly love Emmanuel .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F7EBC2"&gt;You consider Sharan your true friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FBF5AD"&gt;You know that Dominic is always thinking of you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFF99"&gt;You'll remember Xiu Quan for the rest of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF199"&gt;You secretly think Ying Ru is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE29A"&gt;You secretly think that Linette is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFD49A"&gt;You secretly think that Parveena is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Parveena changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC59A"&gt;You secretly think Jun Jie? is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Jun Jie? has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/"&gt;What Do You Think of Your Friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T TRULY LOVE EMMANUEL! GRH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115183317733734953?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115183317733734953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115183317733734953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115183317733734953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115183317733734953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-you-really-think-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115166230810937039</id><published>2006-06-30T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T18:40:34.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tze Kiat's Lesson 1 : Bisexuality</title><content type='html'>DISCLAIMER: if you thinki what i am gonna say is gross or whatever shit, dun read. wait say i pervert crazy or what... thos who are more bao shu.. shoo! go away =) others stay. haha. i am a open person if u haven notice, notice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok to me bisexuality (bis) is in everyone. there little difference between bis and heterosexual(normal people as known, hetero). bis is in everyone i tink. its just that bis are more of a daring people and they can handle who they like more and dare to express themselves in sort of a way or another. bis are more open. they are more willing to express their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hetero are people who are so called normal. but actually they do feel for the same gender but they dun tink so. because they have the mentality tt, i m a guy i mus like girls! or i m a girl i mus like guys! yes. so they refer their feelings for a friend of the same gender as good friends. like brobro love, sissis love. this type. like buddies. but if their buddies were the opposite gfender, they would have fallen in love with each other oreddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wads a bis, bis is a girl/guy who like girl/guy. so basically people think they are half half but i don't think they are. i tink bis are people who are hetero but because of feelings, falls in love with the same gender. let me explain. firstly, the guy has the mentality of a hetero. but there is this guy where they were good friends. den he falls in love with him. and DARE to say so. tts bisexual.  its just daring hetero. yes sort of. you get the meaing dun u. nvm let me put in the most ismple form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heterosexual=shy bisexual&lt;br /&gt;bisexual=daring heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess so =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115166230810937039?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115166230810937039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115166230810937039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115166230810937039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115166230810937039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/tze-kiats-lesson-1-bisexuality.html' title='Tze Kiat&apos;s Lesson 1 : Bisexuality'/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115140837679512949</id><published>2006-06-27T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:39:36.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes. alot of bloodeh things have happen to me 2day and i am now freaking pissed. totally freakingly bloodehly pissed. u see there is bloodeh stupid lame boring meaningless fashion show nonsense shit. and guess wad. i m taking part in this bloodeh stupid lame boring meaningless fashion show nonsense shit. yes cos 2 of my good female friends wanted to take part. ok i went with them but i freakingly dun wanna take part in this bloodeh stupid lame boring meaningless fashion show nonsense shit because i noe i cant make through anything. ANYTHING. nothing will go right this year. i jus effingly noe it. no, dun ask. so iw ent the bloodeh rehearsa 2day. it was okay. no quarrels, no nothing shit. just a few ah lian wanna-be-dancer trying to model like they are the worst slut on this pathetic earth. yes they do. and if you all happen to see this. i dun give a damn see all u wan. it is the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den my 2 good friends went to one fo their homes. den i realise i cant have the tie cos one of them will wear them. ok fine. i dun mind. but wad freakingly piss me is wad she ask " izzit okay with u?" why the hell u ask me my this stupid question for. it is obvious that I can have any thing to say or u wil barrage me with words that will sink me into the core of the earth and melt into a frigging pool of oil. yea. talk about wasting resources. and one more thing. i m nto angry with u jus piss that u ask me that quesiton. dun ask that kind of question anymore. never. at least not to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. the other friend ask me to bring me effing normal PLAIN blue shirt. why the hell do i need to bring. ITS JUST A EFFING NORMAL PLAIN STUPID BLUE SHIRT. yes. i m pissed when she tried to force me to bring. i find things redundant my friend. why mus we do all this extra. i dun wanna be lead by u all like a cow, friends.den she got pissed too. den she cut off the song at the last moment. fine by me. its i sending u not you. so do whatever you want. just dun force me to do stuff i dun wanna. i dun like being forced. is like u getting controlled for doing nay single shit. i wan freedom, friend, stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, i am not the kinda person i am before. i have done alot of thinking during the past stupid boring school holiday where i have nothing better to do. i dont wanna get lead at and do whatever people expect me to do. i wanna do wad i wanna do. dont force me into anything or i will pissed. real pissed. so pissed that... well, just very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i oso dun wan to do things that are redundant. things that i noe will have no meaning to it. i mean. i was dumb. doing stuff that end up to ntohing but nothing. i dun want to do this type of nonsense anyth. they jus amount up to nothing but a tired sould this is dumb, i dun wan to be dumb.i 'll try. i dun wanna try to be friends with anyone i see. i dun wanna have close friends and stuff. i jus wanna survive and do well. yes. i m gettin cold and hard. but this is all i realise after 14 years and so.. sorta dumb ain i.. u all will figure out.. somewhat somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i will do fine. at least so far its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115140837679512949?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115140837679512949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115140837679512949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115140837679512949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115140837679512949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115114561974049193</id><published>2006-06-24T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:40:19.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Full Name: Tan Tze Kiat&lt;br /&gt;Nickname(s): ttk, tk, ah fat, pimple face, filrtaious menace, all type of weird stuff that don't exsist on earth&lt;br /&gt; Birthday: 25 Jan 1992&lt;br /&gt;Where were you born: singapore&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour: black&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour: black-brown&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size: 7-8&lt;br /&gt;Ring Size: dunno... nv buy ring b4&lt;br /&gt;Skin Type: OILY and sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: oh, my blood type is C&lt;br /&gt;Grade: sec 2&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: 1 big sis n 1 big bro&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos: i wanna get one on my butt&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies: sleeping, sleeping, sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Colour: dark blue,baby pink, orange... and... WHITE&lt;br /&gt;Food: Chocolate, anyth but vegie and stuff tt swims... ducks excluded&lt;br /&gt;Book: i'll say comic.... naruto, celestial zone, yugioh gx, shaman king, full metal (not alchemist), hunterxhunter&lt;br /&gt;Movie: too much.. but love shrek the most&lt;br /&gt;Magazine: lime, teens, teenage&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper: the newpaper&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: spongebob owns all&lt;br /&gt;Website: you are visiting my favourite web now... and &lt;a href="http://www.museum-of-twits.blogspot.com"&gt;www.museum-of-twits.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Station: mrt arh? erm... douby gaught(how to spell arh).. always get lost...&lt;br /&gt;Font: fine with all&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon Character: patrick.. duh&lt;br /&gt;Artist: leonardo da vinci ( only noe him xD)&lt;br /&gt;Actor/Actress:dunno.. catherine zeta jones! she is hot... and kinda like the magneto guy&lt;br /&gt;CD: dunno..&lt;br /&gt;holiday: ALL. and wants more&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo:huh.. i dunno... i using herbal thing now&lt;br /&gt;Store: anything lah... siao one leh&lt;br /&gt;Weather:SNOWY&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant:dunno... dun go restaurant.. no money&lt;br /&gt;Channel: erm... dunno?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Miss Tan! ( choon mui, not hui ping)&lt;br /&gt;Weekend Activity: slacking&lt;br /&gt;Hangout: erm.. j8?&lt;br /&gt;Sport to watch: hate them&lt;br /&gt;Sport to play: did i mention i hate them?&lt;br /&gt;Animal:pig?&lt;br /&gt;Flower:Lily!&lt;br /&gt;Guy's Name: something out of the world like ponyboy, sodapop... maybe i will name my son Coca-Cola and junior&lt;br /&gt;Girl's Name: junior! and something out of the world like.. CherryBerry or PearlyWhirly&lt;br /&gt;Burned a Potato Chip:no&lt;br /&gt;Almost burned the house down: no..&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: no&lt;br /&gt;Been Drunk: no&lt;br /&gt;Been High: yea. choclate makes mi HIGH&lt;br /&gt;Broken the Law: no... cant tink of.. pirated games maybe&lt;br /&gt;Burned a CD: yep, who haven?&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone of the opposite sex: ya...&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone of the same sex: ya....&lt;br /&gt;Frenched an Animal: ya... EH NO!&lt;br /&gt;Gotten engaged: i wan to enjoy my singlehood&lt;br /&gt;Had an online relationship: no. only junjie and yingru does this type of thing&lt;br /&gt;Been rejected by a Crush: yea. ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;Loved: yes. PAST TENSE take note&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday: bahved like a human?&lt;br /&gt;Memory you miss the most: CEDAR&lt;br /&gt;Memory you want to forget: erm, tt i pretend to be a drag queen when i was 4? hey i was innocent the ok!&lt;br /&gt;Something you regretted after it was done:regret that i bought so many unwanted stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last,&lt;br /&gt;Song you heard:*BEEP*... not badword... the pcd song&lt;br /&gt;Thing you said:"ya la ya la" to mom who thinks my hair is too long after the hair cut&lt;br /&gt;Time you cried:nv cry very long le.. lol&lt;br /&gt;Movie seen in a theater:omen!&lt;br /&gt;Thing you ate: bubble gum&lt;br /&gt;Person who called: zhengyong... for the timetable thing.. he go change his bloodeh phonenumber&lt;br /&gt;Nail Polish Shade worn: i dun put nail polish. never.&lt;br /&gt;Time you showered: 4... just&lt;br /&gt;Person who complimented you: dom, he say i was intersting to tok to...counted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This moment:&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to:wait a minute, pcd&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing: white shirt and shorts...&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking: i m bored&lt;br /&gt;What are you scared of most: erm.. vegies&lt;br /&gt;How many people are on your buddy list: which one friendster or msn? both 100 plus 200 i tink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future:&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: simple job&lt;br /&gt;Marriage Site: singapore... no money $$$&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon:paris! den i can shop!&lt;br /&gt;Place to live: singapore...&lt;br /&gt;Kids and their names:if i got twins of boy and girl will be Junior1 and Junior2, if boy will be volthos den girl will be lavender&lt;br /&gt;Car: MINI!&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing tomorrow:homework...&lt;br /&gt;Do you think George Bush will be reelected: dunno.. dunno political stuff&lt;br /&gt;Will there be a WWIII: dunno? dunno political stuff&lt;br /&gt;Will politics ever be truthful: dunno political stuff&lt;br /&gt;Will humanity snuff itself out:dunno political stuff&lt;br /&gt;Can the goverment be changed:dunno political stuff enuff oreddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends:&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends: nadia sha par and lots&lt;br /&gt;Silliest: melissa!&lt;br /&gt;Loudest: jinrong!&lt;br /&gt;Quietest:all so noisy... quiet ur head&lt;br /&gt;Calmest: me la...&lt;br /&gt;Skinniest:adrianna.. like stick lidat&lt;br /&gt;Best secret keeper: all not!&lt;br /&gt;Smartest: me la.. obvious...&lt;br /&gt;Most Hyper:PAR&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest: JUNJIE&lt;br /&gt;Most Annoying: all ok la&lt;br /&gt;Shyest: all so bold&lt;br /&gt;Most religious: sisca i tink and keziah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in:&lt;br /&gt;Heaven: yes&lt;br /&gt;Hell: no.&lt;br /&gt;Angels: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Devil:no&lt;br /&gt;God: no&lt;br /&gt;Buddha: no&lt;br /&gt;Aliens: YES HELL YES&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts: sorta&lt;br /&gt;Soulmates: no&lt;br /&gt;Reincarnation: no&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight: yes&lt;br /&gt;Karma: yes&lt;br /&gt;Love in general: yes&lt;br /&gt;Luck: NO.HELL NO&lt;br /&gt;Yourself: not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush:&lt;br /&gt;Who and when was your first crush: erm, when i m in my mum;s tummy.. the girl in the next room seem cute.. though she was bloody and still had the umbilical cod attached&lt;br /&gt;Any Now: nah&lt;br /&gt;A celebrity Crush: CATHERINE ZETA JONES&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to be with right now:a gym trainer... make me slimer&lt;br /&gt;Whose number do you want: wan for wad&lt;br /&gt;What is something you don't understand about the opposite sex: EVRYTHING&lt;br /&gt;If you could go on a date with anybody, who would it be: a guy xD&lt;br /&gt;First thing noticed about the opposite sex: eyes *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;What do you look for personality wise: independent, out going, wun stick&lt;br /&gt;Biggest turn-on: spects&lt;br /&gt;Biggest turn-off: twitiness&lt;br /&gt;Something they wear that turns you on:spects&lt;br /&gt;Something they wear that turns you off:hair extension&lt;br /&gt;The most romantic thing you want to happen to you: go for a walk on the beach, den sit down and talk til we see the sunset... aww, i can see it happening&lt;br /&gt;The most romantic thing that has happened to you:nth leh.. so sad =(&lt;br /&gt;What do you wear on a coffee date: wth is tt&lt;br /&gt;Is it right to flirt if you are taken: i dun filrt, do i?&lt;br /&gt;Is cyber cheating acceptable: whats that?&lt;br /&gt;Are eyes the passageway to the soul:think so&lt;br /&gt;Who would you like to take to the prom:dunno leh... a guy? xD ( nth to say.. need to make post funny mah)&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to hug somebody right now: my bolster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe:&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Date:see the romantic thingy&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Mate: dunno?&lt;br /&gt;How M&amp;Ms are made: erm, using coloring and chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Why manhole covers are round: so poeple dun fall into them,duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One or the other:&lt;br /&gt;Coke/Pepsi: pepsi.. i like their commercial&lt;br /&gt;Sprite/7-up: 7-up.. like fidodido&lt;br /&gt;Gold/Silver: silver.. prefer white to yellow&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla/Chocolate: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Flowers/Candy: candy&lt;br /&gt;Book/Magazine: magazine.. unless is comic&lt;br /&gt;TV/Radio: TV.&lt;br /&gt;Glass half empty/full: empty.. ya empty means negative... full means positive right...&lt;br /&gt;Democrat/Republican: democrat... sounds nicer&lt;br /&gt;Coloured Pencils/markers:markers!&lt;br /&gt;Coffee/Tea: tea.. coffee=bitter&lt;br /&gt;Sun/Moon: stars =) only stars stay forever&lt;br /&gt;Day/Night: night=) only at night u see stars&lt;br /&gt;Hot/Cold: cold&lt;br /&gt;Dog/Cat: doggies&lt;br /&gt;Button/Zipper: dun mind both&lt;br /&gt;Cotton/Feather Pillow: feather.same wad&lt;br /&gt;Blue/Purple: Blue.&lt;br /&gt;Plumber/Trashman: plumber.. desperate housewives!&lt;br /&gt;Jeans/Shorts: jeans... looks taller&lt;br /&gt;Long Distance Relationship/None: see lor&lt;br /&gt;Mechanical/Regular pencil: regular for drawing, mechanical for writing.&lt;br /&gt;That 70's show/Simpsons: simpsons~&lt;br /&gt;romantic comedy/thriller: romantic comedy!&lt;br /&gt;First thing you think of when you hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow: SPONGEBOB&lt;br /&gt;Red : blood&lt;br /&gt;Socks: ankle&lt;br /&gt;Cowtipping: cow killing&lt;br /&gt;Moulin Rouge: Your Song by Ewan McGregory&lt;br /&gt;Greenland: largest island&lt;br /&gt;Iceland: ice&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter: earwax&lt;br /&gt;Blackberry: berry&lt;br /&gt;Rose: date&lt;br /&gt;Rooster: weisiong!&lt;br /&gt;Taxes:money&lt;br /&gt;Bill Clinton: president&lt;br /&gt;Whipped cream: cake&lt;br /&gt;George W. Bush:osama&lt;br /&gt;Lollipops:candy&lt;br /&gt;Dreams: cotton candy&lt;br /&gt;Love: hearts&lt;br /&gt;Guys: d*ck?&lt;br /&gt;Girls: boobs?&lt;br /&gt;South Park:tt crappy cartoon!&lt;br /&gt;Boy Bands:yuanqi shit crap&lt;br /&gt;Penguins:erm my orange slippers&lt;br /&gt;Death: Necromancy&lt;br /&gt;Spoons: food&lt;br /&gt;Junk Mail: friends&lt;br /&gt;Dairy: milk&lt;br /&gt;Your father:shorter den me&lt;br /&gt;Pizza: cheese&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears: married with a dance dude&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin: are good for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you:&lt;br /&gt;Happy: no&lt;br /&gt;Sad: no&lt;br /&gt;Religious: believes in everything?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy: no.. i m normal =D&lt;br /&gt;Messy:sorta&lt;br /&gt;Slacker: yea&lt;br /&gt;Selfish: yea&lt;br /&gt;Giving: ok la&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive: yes&lt;br /&gt;Violent:nah.. too lazy t0o be violent&lt;br /&gt;Calm: yea... pretends to be not calm&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful: yea.. so if i die anytime, i will RIP&lt;br /&gt;Eccentric:i m a aquarius... duh&lt;br /&gt;Caring: ok lah&lt;br /&gt;Untrustworthy: i can keep secrets... i tink&lt;br /&gt;Loyal: nah...&lt;br /&gt;Patriotic:dunno wads tt but i m Patrickic =)&lt;br /&gt;Colourful: erm... i only a few colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miscelleaneous:&lt;br /&gt;What colour is your jacket: black&lt;br /&gt;Where: where wad?&lt;br /&gt;What size is your bed: small.. dunno size&lt;br /&gt;What colour crayon would you be: ORANGE&lt;br /&gt;What are the last four digits of your phone number: 4567 lol! now den i realise&lt;br /&gt;Feelings on abortion:stupid, dumb. dun ever abort or i will be not lazy to hit u u hear tt, boys including&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to shower: 5-10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;What does your screenname mean: T_Tk[void]&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts on blonde pop stars in general: bimbo...most&lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust the most: i dun believe in myself but i trust myself... and some toher la.. dun wan say wait u not here den u cry...&lt;br /&gt;Is cursing a necessity in life:yes.. if not will die if coop up too long&lt;br /&gt;How about coffee:no.. not necessary&lt;br /&gt;Is the world screwed: i tot screw means like i screw u, means i eff you? so i dun tink the world is screwed la... its not a guy nor girl... unless another world would screw it la&lt;br /&gt;What's something you can't live without:me.. music&lt;br /&gt;What time did you fall asleep:last night is 11... after the show&lt;br /&gt;Can you live without a microwave: can...&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about death:graveyards?&lt;br /&gt;Where and when do you want to be married: anywhere... any time.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115114561974049193?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115114561974049193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115114561974049193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115114561974049193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115114561974049193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/full-name-tan-tze-kiat-nicknames-ttk.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115088872546002894</id><published>2006-06-21T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:18:45.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i mean life is never a bed of roses. yea it has it ups and down. den some emo kid kick up a big fuss and says the world hates them, they hate the world and they wanna die. hey do you know how many people are feeling the same way. people ain grudging about anything. they can, but they don't wan to. so dun be be some stupid attention seeker dudes and dudettes. arh, i am just grudging dun mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really think what i see or think is not true. i dunno. i just feel i've been making wrong judgment everyday. as in what i always think is always wrong. i have always been proud of my sense of judgment but still. i dunno. maybe i m gettin dumber or less sensitive. something lidat slower and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i have been feeling down nowadays. just sudden mood swing kinda thing. yea. dunno why. so dont expect me to be chirpy and stuff. i am alright. all i need is time. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115088872546002894?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115088872546002894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115088872546002894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115088872546002894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115088872546002894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-mean-life-is-never-bed-of-roses.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115042256273062474</id><published>2006-06-16T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:49:22.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you name 13 people you can think of right off the top of your head? Anyone you're thinking of, in no order. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 13 people. Absolutely NO cheating and switching positions on the list, either! READY, START&lt;br /&gt;1.sharan&lt;br /&gt;2.parveena&lt;br /&gt;3.nadia&lt;br /&gt;4.e lam&lt;br /&gt;5.xiuquan&lt;br /&gt;6.melissa&lt;br /&gt;7.yingru&lt;br /&gt;8.linette&lt;br /&gt;9.bryan&lt;br /&gt;10.junjie&lt;br /&gt;11.taoyee&lt;br /&gt;12.DOM&lt;br /&gt;13.jiaqi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 2: par. cedar 5-2 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you NEVER met 6: mel. erm ain that the same as the last quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 2 and 9 dated: PAR AND BRYAN!!! haha... that would be cool... their height matches... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 8?: linette. as a friend. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 1 and 5 be a good couple: SHARAN AND XIUQUAN!!! haha don't think sharan and xiuquan wants it... and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is number 11 gay/lesbian: taoyee. no i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you tell secrets to 5: xiuquan. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your first memory of 2 : parveena. LAUGH LIKE A HYENA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 1's family members : sharan. yes i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 10's favorite color?: junjie. erm... pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 9 confessed he/she liked you? BRYAN??? slap him on his face and kick him in his groin... haha no la. jus say no la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What language does 3 speak?: nadia. chinese, korean and english...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with : bryan. no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 12 in : DOM. sec 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. when did you last see 7 : yingru. erm oral i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 5's favorite band : xiuquan. erm. he don;t like any i think. and he don't like evanescence (wad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 3: nadia. nah, dun wanna ruin a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 1 hot: sharan.  haha YES SHE IS. xD i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 12 single: DOM. no, apparently he has a lot of wives and hubbies, i am one of his hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 1: sharan HAHAHAH SHE'S MY BEST FRIEND. so NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where does 8 go to school: linette. zhss... my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's 4's best physical feature: elam. how the hell would i know.... erm... eyes?nose?ears?mouth?haiya everything lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are number 7 and 8 best friends:yingru and linette. not best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is 8 a girl or boy: linette. hmmm... let me think... a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is 5 in love with:xiuquan. haha can say meh... wait i die... i'll say a COWgirl=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What is your last memory of 7: yingru. her twitish typing skills. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever hooked up with 4: elam. HELL NO why he always get the gay question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the funniest memory of 8: linette. when she tried to do voodoo on an elephant xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your relationship with 6: mel. goodie friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How old is 13: jiaqi. 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.How close are you to 1: shran. SHRAN IS ONE OF MY BEST FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you sleep with 12: DOM. we've slept liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is your favorite memory with 3: nadia. LOTS! CHIRAG THAPA!!! haha our best one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who's 11 best friends with: taoyee. his sister =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What's your favorite thing about 2 : parveena. EVERYTHING! haha =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115042256273062474?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115042256273062474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115042256273062474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115042256273062474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115042256273062474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-you-name-13-people-you-can-think.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115033978417411157</id><published>2006-06-15T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T10:51:24.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head? Dont read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 21 people. Don't change the names you've written once you start answering the questions. Ready, Start!*Note: Don't get offended by which number I put you, its completely random!You should be honored you're even ON the list LOL. If you are not, its most probaly due to the lack of space. Blame the perosn who created this quiz, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Nadia&lt;br /&gt;2.Parveena&lt;br /&gt;3.Sharan&lt;br /&gt;4.Xiu Quan&lt;br /&gt;5.E Lam&lt;br /&gt;6.Melissa&lt;br /&gt;7.Yingru&lt;br /&gt;8.Linette&lt;br /&gt;9.Pauline&lt;br /&gt;10.Taoyee&lt;br /&gt;11.Yinxia, dun ask Taoyee makes me think of yinxia.&lt;br /&gt;12.Adrianna&lt;br /&gt;13.DOM&lt;br /&gt;14.Farah&lt;br /&gt;15.Nini&lt;br /&gt;16.Bryan&lt;br /&gt;17.Melvin&lt;br /&gt;18.Jun Jie&lt;br /&gt;19. Wei Ting&lt;br /&gt;20.Keziah&lt;br /&gt;21.Jia Qi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 1?Nadia. Erm, we were in the same class from P1 to P6.... Yea.. When we were both innocent and cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 6?Melissa. If I never met her, i would not have a disciple(whatever hell u spell this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?PAULINE AND KEZIAH. *FAINTS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 5? E Lam. Erm, yes i guess... its gay saying i like a guy... eeww. but the quiz says i m TRULY IN LOVE WITH HIM xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4 and 12 make a good couple? XIU QUAN AND ADRIANNA. TOTALLY. i cna imagine 2 boney people dating. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe 8.Linette. Erm, weak mentally, always succumb to love. A very nice person! But dont mess with her xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think 13 is attractive?DOM. Hello? He's my wife, wadcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell me something about 17.Melvin- Erm, sick in his head xD fun guy to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 4's family members?Pauline- Only her sis, a P2 who plays maple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 21's favorite color?Jia Qi. Shit, i dont know! erm... i'll take pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 18 just confessed s/he liked you?Junjie. Erm, i will reject as i dun wanna get killed by 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What language does 20 speak?Keziah- English, Chinese, F-language, Egnaro Language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with?Pauline. Erm. No one i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 16 in?Rachel - Bryan. Sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When's the last time you talked to 13?DOM. i dunno. a week ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 2's favorite band?Parveena - SHIT I dunno... Bon Jovi? Well she likes many actually. ( adapted from nadia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 7?Yingru. HELL.... NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever date 12?Adrianna. Erm, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 15 single?Nini. Not sure, think she is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 19's last name?Wei Ting. ANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever want to be in a serious romantic relationship with 11?Yinxia. NO. she got her orange liao. NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What school does 3 go to?Sharan. TKGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Where does 15 live?Nini. Somewhere in lavender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What's your favorite thing about 10?Taoyee. HIS EYEBROWS! and his personality... yea. and his neopoints! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen number 1 naked?Nadia. NO.DUH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115033978417411157?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115033978417411157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115033978417411157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115033978417411157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115033978417411157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-you-name-21-people-you-can-think.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115016800447203547</id><published>2006-06-13T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:06:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i went to this wedding dinner yesterday night. i dont even know who the bride and groom is. duh. i mean you go to wedding dinner because 1, you love to eat. 2, you know the perosn real well and wanna be with him/her for him/her big day. 3, your parents force you and say "we give hongbao liao, dont go lugi". i am half of the 3rd one. my parents didnt say that but they want me to go. i dunno why parents have this weird mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have decided not to go to anymore wedding dinner because i &lt;strong&gt;DONT EAT THE BLOODEH FOOD THE SERVE. &lt;/strong&gt;yes i dun. i &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; the food. they serve the same old food which i hate. like. ew. first will be the cold dishes. &lt;strong&gt;COLD&lt;/strong&gt; they serve sushi and stuff i ate the sushi but the rest? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;. they serve octopus. small red ones. ew. and jellyfish in sesame oil. &lt;strong&gt;I DUN EAT STUFF THAT DWELLS IN THE OCEAN.&lt;/strong&gt; yes i dont&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;and guess what, they further disgust me with the fin of poor sharks. ihave already told my parents, next time when i get married, i wont serve shark fin. yes. i wun. if you dont wanna come because of this, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the uncle who sat beside me is a nice guy. he talks to me and stuff. ya. he got stroke i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. as you know i dont eat most of the food they serve. so my relatives give all they &lt;strong&gt;CHICKEN &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;DESERT&lt;/strong&gt; to me. i m not a chicken eater. stop giving me the chicken. i feel darn full. i dunno why, maybe my stomach shrink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next the groom would have to say some nonsense. his english is bad.real bad. "We would like to thanks all my relative and friends for coming to share the joy with us." 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115016800447203547?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115016800447203547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115016800447203547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115016800447203547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115016800447203547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-went-to-this-wedding-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-115001812760758885</id><published>2006-06-11T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:28:47.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sorry to say this but a fight broke out yesterday night, at about 7, in a msn conversation. yes between 2 of my classmate. lets call them them let's call them lemon and coconut. the fight is reportly started because coconut called lemon a female dog. lemon obviously feeling not happy about it, complain to her good friend like everyone would. i would too.like duh. so one of her best friend name papaya, went up to confront with coconut in a msn conversation. the heated conversation started when tangerine started to argue with coconut as coconut thinks that tangerine thinks girls are more important. that is absolutely not true as tangerine thinks that the society had somewhat thought woman as less great as man. that is the mindset of coconut as well. so tangerine wanted to argue as to tell everyone, tangerine is &lt;strong&gt;NOT SOMEONE WHO SIDES WITH WOMAN SO THAT HE CAN FLIRT WITH THEM&lt;/strong&gt;. yes. you moronic coconut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/coconut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/coconut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hi, I am a dumb coconut"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so papaya argued with coconut. none won. both just went on rattering. so yam and tangerine decide to make so humour, talking so absolutely no sense nonsense to lighten the situation, nothing seem to help despite the smart and funny yam's and tangerine's humour. later, quince said it was coconut's fault to call lemon a female dog. the quarel end with coconut leaving the convo, claiming he got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-115001812760758885?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/115001812760758885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=115001812760758885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115001812760758885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/115001812760758885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-sorry-to-say-this-but-fight-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114985568596985898</id><published>2006-06-09T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:21:25.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i am back to blogging... holidays are boring.. they are just school days but you can stay at home... tons of homework.. what on earth is wrong with them... yes, i have decided to type like a normal person, no longer a twit (it takes a lot of twityness to make me hate a twit). all of you would think i would blog about what happen today, blah blah blah but no! i will not blog about it... let's find a random topic and scold about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLD CUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i am gonna talk alot about it, so if you love it, dont look any further, i give you 3 lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's start out official anti-soccer thingy. if you are thinking that all guys should love soccer you are wrong because i dont and i am a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/unglyguy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/unglyguy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hiiexxx, ii ammx aax guyxx"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i dont know how to type like a twit but i am trying my best. and i decided to censor his eyes, in case you vomit in front of the computer or your girlfriend breaks up with you and says " WHAT? YOU RATHER LOOK AT A FAGGOT" yes i am being kind here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to world cup. whee. its fun. many guy chasing after a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/soccer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I'll punch you for snatching my precious balls!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes its dumb! my dad's into it, my guy friends are into it and MY &lt;strong&gt;GIRL&lt;/strong&gt; FRIENDS ARE INTO IT&lt;br /&gt;why? they like the hot guys there, they even wrote a fantasy about it. girls, when the fantasy can be true, they will be old and fugly, you wont want them. but i have come out with 5 reasons on why everyone love soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When soccer player scores or something, they will lift up their jersey and the girls will "WOW HE'S HOT" yes, thats the main reason why my &lt;strong&gt;GIRL&lt;/strong&gt; friends like soccer, the hot guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.They think soccer is more than just a group of grown-ups chasing a bloodeh balls&lt;br /&gt;"It's the game, dont you get it, the GAME!" sadly, i dont, i dont get the guy of seeing grown-ups chasing a ball. enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Ah Peh watch them to kill boredom, or at least my dad. they will watch and chit chat about it at the coffee shop to spend their day. its their only entertianment i think. i m not an ah peh yet, so i dont get this either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. they wanna earn money. how? bet on the game. and guess what happen next. they go broke. rela broke. dont do this, i m glad my dad dont, or i will tell my mum. i know i am mean "insert mean laughter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. they are force into it. like me. so poor thing. after they are force they like it because of reasons 1-4 and ya, they like it. duh. this is dumb explaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't hate me because i hate soccer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114985568596985898?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114985568596985898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114985568596985898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114985568596985898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114985568596985898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-i-am-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114968321315521796</id><published>2006-06-07T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:26:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eee ha! ello fellow cowboys/girls. wadssssssssssup!&lt;br /&gt;brokeback mountain opening xD&lt;br /&gt;(to melody I AM STRAIGHT)&lt;br /&gt;haha kk back to blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to susan's house 2dae the bloody bus is bumpy, nk the ride was bumpy and i was sitting at the back of 158 and say some nonsense one of them says STD rox. i was like wad? it does? den i look agn. S.T.D. rox. god, why people match up their initial and come out with such, cursing initial, get a life people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the bus trip and the mrt reach compass and met up with susan.he just wnet for a vaccine. so we went around looking for stuff to eat and ended up in KFC agn... hai ate dunno wa dburger meal the the burger is fregging small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to susan's house, he tried to teach me guitar, i am like sian. so din really listen learn a new strum and "song"...&lt;br /&gt;after that we have to prepare, i mean he have to prepare for NPCC , so i decided to meddle with his stuff.*insert evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st the uniform, nothing much just puttin the buttons on and polishing the badges.. i use the poilisher to polish my handphone decor as well... haha din work though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i help him polish his boots.lietrally. lol. so stupid, ming ming very clean and shiny stil say its not! wth! susan zeng shi yao qiu duo duo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha went to look for tie.. all so ex... broke le no $$4 =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114968321315521796?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114968321315521796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114968321315521796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114968321315521796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114968321315521796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/eee-ha-ello-fellow-cowboysgirls.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114965015147258480</id><published>2006-06-07T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T11:15:51.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XD read a blog known as MOT. they say they are anooying not irritating been reading their post and laughing my ass off, its like so funny where they scold twits (lians and stuff ya noe the act-cute people who is invading friendster msn and blogs, totally) he comment on the poses they make which is like so true xD guess who first come to my mind when i saw the blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YINGRU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally her. haha i mean in my class who else is like that except her. yea. pay a visit to her friendster profule and laughted my ass off, yingru, when your profile become so twity? its true, twits has become a singapore culture. there is a swarm fo twits unning over singapore and is more powerful than weapon of mass destruction. "nooooooooo dun let twits invade our homeland! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO" i hear people screaming, no its not my imagination, cant you hear them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i sound twity? i dunno maybe? bUt AtLeAsT dIn tYpE lYk OnE. hehe ent up a roller coaster. oorrx typpex lidaatsss. god i m fainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i tink i sound bitchy. or brattish or whatever. i sound erm. mean. haha. i m mean! *insert evil laughter* *insert ttk doing a super mean dance* tt dance is tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote this article out of boredom, cos i m bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114965015147258480?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114965015147258480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Friends are like Sun&lt;br /&gt;Shining through your day &lt;br /&gt;They only stay for the day&lt;br /&gt;and ain't there when you need them in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends are like stars&lt;br /&gt;Shining through your day, without your noticing&lt;br /&gt;They are there all the while&lt;br /&gt;Even when you need them in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are like breeze&lt;br /&gt;They blow to let your feel cool&lt;br /&gt;But they won't be there for long&lt;br /&gt;For they are short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends are like fan&lt;br /&gt;you have to fan them yourself&lt;br /&gt;but they are there for a longer time&lt;br /&gt;For they are forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114959260998675876?l=still-gale.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-21949490.post-114939149611580425</id><published>2006-06-04T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T11:24:56.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i so love beep&lt;br /&gt;and hips don't lie&lt;br /&gt;and good day&lt;br /&gt;and time machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise someth about pussycat dolls, they only have 3 dolls singing, the other 3 dolls just hang around and dance. yea they can dance. other than the lead singer, the other 2 singer cant sing. i mean they got the husky voice which i find erm not powerful. one of the singer i find erm weird, the one tt look darker yea her, not the lead one. the red head looks fake but she's ok i guess. koolness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click five! i love them... i love good day and time machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae i went to library and wanted to borrow a book dne i borrow a book call hex ( a chinese book ) i tot its a horror book but it turn out to be a sci fi thing. i cant take sci fi thing for god sake. i m gonna retur it soon and borrow another one. why cant thye have comic book reviews? gahness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaes i've finish my science hmk! heehee surprised eh? yes cos its on the web so clicking n clicking... y cant they make all the hmk like that. boredness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerness,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114939149611580425?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114939149611580425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114939149611580425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114939149611580425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114939149611580425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-i-so-love-beep-and-hips-dont-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114921636361073549</id><published>2006-06-02T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:46:03.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In respond to jun jie's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is a world of birth&lt;br /&gt;Go leap in wonder&lt;br /&gt;For nature shall be in its glory&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn is a world of the fallen&lt;br /&gt;Go stroll in the gold&lt;br /&gt;FOr everything falls one day&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for their demise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114921636361073549?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114921636361073549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114921636361073549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114921636361073549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114921636361073549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-respond-to-jun-jies-spring-is-world.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114914563517212726</id><published>2006-06-01T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T15:07:15.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i noe why i alwaes do things weirdly and get it correct most of the time (ok half the time)(ok sometimes)(OKAY SELDOM). its the other me. thr is this little voice inside me tat tells me to do stuff. yea. den i realise its weird. but it works! lik 2dae, i went home and was at the bus stop,it was raining, den i stood for awhile dne i walked home in the rain. den i ask myself why i waited arh. den i realise thr is no car, so i wun get wetter. yea. little voices inside me... not me who is great but the little voice inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 2da eis the last day of media club! yays! no more imac coms tt drive crazy and beep. and crazy junjie who entertain me.haha. heard homework weights a sun. not gonna start early though... i noe, i m lazy to the bone marrow... its my nature lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to type... bye for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114914563517212726?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114914563517212726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>holding my last breath&lt;br /&gt;i breath a word into your ear&lt;br /&gt;you was there, you wasn't there&lt;br /&gt;for you soul's wondering somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter is a world of fragile &lt;br /&gt;come look for me&lt;br /&gt;i'll be at the hollow tree&lt;br /&gt;waiting, praying, hoping of your return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we finally return&lt;br /&gt;what will become of us&lt;br /&gt;just fragile objects floating&lt;br /&gt;waiting to be crushed?&lt;br /&gt;or strong bond where no one can break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the unpredictable of this world bores me&lt;br /&gt;it wreaks, kills, shock me&lt;br /&gt;if i try will it be different&lt;br /&gt;if i believe how will it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is but an illusion&lt;br /&gt;waiting to be broken&lt;br /&gt;wionders sprouting everywhere&lt;br /&gt;waiting to be forgotten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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XD lol so we ate dinner.. susan was saying how disgusting fats are... makes me.. sick.. and he says that his sis says tt kfc injects fats into the chicken... eeew...its lyk.. gross. imagine a guy holding on to a syringe n inject FATS to a chicken... faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to buy things for his camp... sounds so torturous... dunno how many people thr will faint.. but i tink he will be ok... haha... but he wun be going for guitar lesson! dne my arhgerl will miss his arhboi... sad... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114795771137345112?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114795771137345112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/arhgerlnarhboi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/arhgerlnarhboi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see thats arhboi and arhgerl, here's the story of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhgerl is a blue colour guitar owned by ttk( ya noe, the cute guy with the white specs ), ttk is a newbie and lousy guitar player, he has gone through one lesson and he cant strum properly. he is however trying very hard. but lyk no improvement... he will not give up! never! ( maybe after one moneth? }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arhboi is a brown guitar owned by susan ( ya noe, the gong gong guy with a beng haircut ), susan has onyl gone through abt 3 lesson and he can play sooooooooooooo much better than ttk. he is a genius. he wans to be a great guitarist. i tink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u see thme with clothes on, of cos u cant see them naked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw they are dating one another now hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114777575985627604?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114777575985627604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114777575985627604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114777575985627604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114777575985627604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/05/see-thats-arhboi-and-arhgerl-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114756999656111386</id><published>2006-05-14T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T09:26:36.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol we look gay? reminds u of colin and kero? lol.. WE R NOT GAY&lt;br /&gt;is the message clear? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, on friday, i went to watch a movie with susan, nadia, parveena, sharan, linette and david. actually we are suppose to go for a swim ( which i object since i cant swim XD ) den they wanna go for a movie.... but nadd and gang asked me out le! den i have a great idea... we can watch the movie 2gether... so i will go out with susan's gang in the morning watch movie in the afternoon den go out with naddy they all in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe =) so tts wad happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk... we went to take neoprints... w etook one but david ( who seem to be the 1st time taking neoprint ) wans to take a second one.. kk np... the 2nd neopritns are nicer anywae.. din mind... and if u see the one tt i kissing susan, NO, its susna hu started it... not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den in the evening, we went to starbucks with naddy and gang... we tok about how to torture humans if they stalk me.... its nth much... just... ( take a deep breath ) when u noe he is stuck, pluck out his fingernail, put salt onto the wound, stick the stick in his butt whr he cant reach, put fish in him and set the cats free (make sure the cats got flea) den castrate him, den stuff the thing in his mouth, take a picture n post it all over the net... thr's more... but i not so gross la XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114756999656111386?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114756999656111386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114756999656111386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114756999656111386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114756999656111386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/05/lol-we-look-gay-reminds-u-_114756999656111386.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114756999579558722</id><published>2006-05-14T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T09:26:35.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5574/634/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol we look gay? reminds u of colin and kero? lol.. WE R NOT GAY&lt;br /&gt;is the message clear? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, on friday, i went to watch a movie with susan, nadia, parveena, sharan, linette and david. actually we are suppose to go for a swim ( which i object since i cant swim XD ) den they wanna go for a movie.... but nadd and gang asked me out le! den i have a great idea... we can watch the movie 2gether... so i will go out with susan's gang in the morning watch movie in the afternoon den go out with naddy they all in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe =) so tts wad happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk... we went to take neoprints... w etook one but david ( who seem to be the 1st time taking neoprint ) wans to take a second one.. kk np... the 2nd neopritns are nicer anywae.. din mind... and if u see the one tt i kissing susan, NO, its susna hu started it... not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den in the evening, we went to starbucks with naddy and gang... we tok about how to torture humans if they stalk me.... its nth much... just... ( take a deep breath ) when u noe he is stuck, pluck out his fingernail, put salt onto the wound, stick the stick in his butt whr he cant reach, put fish in him and set the cats free (make sure the cats got flea) den castrate him, den stuff the thing in his mouth, take a picture n post it all over the net... thr's more... but i not so gross la XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114756999579558722?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114756999579558722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114756999579558722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114756999579558722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114756999579558722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/05/lol-we-look-gay-reminds-u-of-colin-and_13.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114716597728214952</id><published>2006-05-09T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T17:12:57.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea. exams are here. irritating exam. use to love them coz no lesson. but now.NO. i dun lyk them. they are so.. boring. just sit thr n write down thigns u noe.. so bo liao... so.. adn 2dae we gota very good teach. lets just call her chiobu is short. she is so understanding. she &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; ask us to stay back to practise how to go into the hall. she &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; hold us back for a nice 30 minutes. she &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; piss the sec 2 off. ain she a &lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt; teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets see wad else happen.. nth actually... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he never spoke a word to me for 2 days le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114716597728214952?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114716597728214952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114716597728214952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114716597728214952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114716597728214952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/05/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114640048539663998</id><published>2006-04-30T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T20:34:45.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went shopping with yingru and melissa. elam and susan cant make it so oh well. my god. shopping with girsl are teerible. they walk and walk lyk there is no 2molo. den strating dun buy dun buy den later buy lik crazy! both of them are broke except me...lol lets see wad interesting happen. they saw some shuai ge den go gaga over them in yoshinoya... =.= they are not shuai. lol... den we ate some deliocioous ice cream... lol... haiya.. dunno wad to blog.. headache now... still must do art =.= aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114640048539663998?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114640048539663998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114640048539663998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114640048539663998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114640048539663998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-shopping-with-yingru-and-melissa.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114596139451257405</id><published>2006-04-25T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:36:34.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything seem so blur now... i dunno where i stand, u dunno whr u stand, so we just all stand in the middle of no where... den the guns open, we all got shot and die. we die without rhyme nor reason, we die just because we dunno whr we stand... is tat even a why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is oh so great. its the oxygen we breath. love oso make u stupider. make u blind. is tat even love? or izzit just pure infaturation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thr is something u alwaes wanted, once u get it, u dun feel much. den why do people still wanna try so hard to get it? izzzit trua tat process is more important den the result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so great yet complicated.. sometimes i am really tired of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114596139451257405?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114596139451257405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114596139451257405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114596139451257405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114596139451257405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/04/everything-seem-so-blur-now.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114508859085421741</id><published>2006-04-15T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T16:09:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ello~ i am back... yester was par's bdae and goodie fridae. we went out to catch a movie. guess wad, its tritan and isolde! its SO NICE. I LVOE IT... pui! i was lyk sleeping if not for par's crapping. waste my money. they have sex 5 times and one more time with th king. should be r21, or BA ( Boring Alert ) grrrhhhhh... gahness. nvm... i lyk the fighting.. v... erm... v... good... ok. i am starting aa study group with susan, mi of coz will be slacking =) lol... oh well, my boring life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114508859085421741?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114508859085421741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114508859085421741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114508859085421741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114508859085421741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/04/ello-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21949490.post-114413800608897006</id><published>2006-04-04T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:06:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2dae is a ok day i guess =) i dunno i feel high 2dae... lol no high as in happy, not tat type of high... i will only feel high in tat kind of way when ****** **** ** ***, den i will feel very high... for susan, its *** *******. lol censored, dun wan u people to know dne come turn us high... XD... so normal crapping with david and susan. happy to see david n nette happy. unlyk susan, who feels sad because he dun haf. i well, feel happy for them and feel happy too. maybe i feel it sometimes but not alwaes. coz i believe one day i oso will be ( will i? ) lol. hopefully so. so, assembly we hafta stay in class n do some nonsense international friendship thingy. k. the place is small la, so susan sat on my lap. den jr sit on susan. den miss wong was lyk " wad nonsense is this! sitting on one another!" lol, how unopen. nvm. so susan sat in my chair. den she say " still sitting! " we are not lah. so she say sit further. i replied " sit further i will be nearer to yingru!" den she got nth to say, and just left... lol. wad cna she say. obviously sitting near a guy for a guy is better den a girl. den we went mac. eat and stuff. dne dom say got 1 crazy woman thr. dunno if she crazy, she dun look crazy. lol. ok very much the day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;ttk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21949490-114413800608897006?l=still-gale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/feeds/114413800608897006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949490&amp;postID=114413800608897006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114413800608897006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949490/posts/default/114413800608897006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-gale.blogspot.com/2006/04/2dae-is-ok-day-i-guess-i-dunno-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>maTThew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09189442648449125088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
