<?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-65912099094631750</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:43:42.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65912099094631750.post-4126254277042772254</id><published>2007-12-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:31:17.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved. using the same tagboard. ask me for link. ME. dont ask people. people i gave my link to you better stfu. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4126254277042772254?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4126254277042772254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4126254277042772254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4126254277042772254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4126254277042772254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4492559233733827823</id><published>2007-12-15T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:20:29.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was talking to that jiaxin previously about milo i think. and guess what she suddenly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinjiaxin :]                          The silence of the universe. says:&lt;br /&gt;taaaau, wanna join CHINJIAXIN'S FARM/TREE? (:&lt;br /&gt;yingxin      we got along until you did that says:&lt;br /&gt;WHATTT&lt;br /&gt;Chinjiaxin :]                          The silence of the universe. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Chinjiaxin :]                          The silence of the universe. says:&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;Chinjiaxin :]                          The silence of the universe. says:&lt;br /&gt;ttyl.&lt;br /&gt;Chinjiaxin :]                          The silence of the universe. says:&lt;br /&gt;i shall go blog first.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin      we got along until you did that says:&lt;br /&gt;why is it chinjiaxin's&lt;br /&gt;yingxin      we got along until you did that says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yingxin      we got along until you did that says:&lt;br /&gt;i should make something called taugay's vegetable farm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4492559233733827823?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4492559233733827823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4492559233733827823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4492559233733827823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4492559233733827823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-was-talking-to-that-jiaxin-previously.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-799873507818784088</id><published>2007-12-14T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:04:15.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>registration- RM65&lt;br /&gt;about 7 mqs- RM 560&lt;br /&gt;graded masters if i qualify- RM220&lt;br /&gt;food everyday- RM250&lt;br /&gt;total- RM1095.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMFAO. im only given 500 sing. which would be about RM1150. i bet you im not gonna have enough money. cause if so happen i qualify for open masters. which wont happen. but if it happens. LOL. fucking dead. i wont end up playing masters. i'll just be a qualifier. FUCK IT. why cant i be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my parents will give me more money if i spent less on accomodation. i would spend less if... nevermind. fuck it. im gonna make sure next year my everything is settled and CONFIRMED. and im gonna make my roommate separate a fund and so even if someone pangsehs the other wont lose so damn badly. either that or i'll get someone more trustworthy. i wont make the same fucking mistake all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-799873507818784088?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/799873507818784088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=799873507818784088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/799873507818784088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/799873507818784088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/registration-rm65-about-7-mqs-rm-560.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1858409640740719702</id><published>2007-12-14T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:49:08.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM GONNA WRITE THIS POST. 2 SHOUTOUTS ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDTAN(:&lt;br /&gt;hey you. haha. here's the DEMANDED shoutout. haha. so. thanks for the few months of friendship. haha. i still remember what you did a few years ago. but heck. you were still 'YOUNG'. HAHAHA. ohwells. and the first time you talked to me this year. super retarded. haha. some people. grow up so fast. hahaha. ohwells. haha. see you tomorrow i guess. i got nothing to write now luh. haha. can i stop here. yay i shall. i need to write nick's. you ask me for shoutout you never say how long. okay. BYE GERALD! thanks for the favor at milo. takecare&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICKLIMGAYGAY(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. i just came up with that name. i dont know why. hahaha. okay it sounds damn funny. anyway. you're leaving for milo tomorrow. haha. i just wanna say thanks for being my daily entertainment. haha. your contagious HEHEHE. and i can say you're funnier than ladoo shop. haha. grats on cats. i'll see you at milo. better dont dao me ah. i'll hardly hang out with that guy on top. I TOLD YOU WHY. haha. either i hang out with you or nicgohmeini man. haha. and nic is uhm. HAHAH. kidding. i hope she doesnt see this. i bet she didnt even see my previous shoutout man. haha. ohwells. and yeah. it was fun disturbing people. (: OH LOOKIE. familiar face. &lt;--. haha. this. -&gt; (: HAHAHA. okay anyway. bye NICK! takecare. have fun while it lasts. before an idiot goes. ME! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1858409640740719702?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1858409640740719702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1858409640740719702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1858409640740719702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1858409640740719702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-gonna-write-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4132096309747946455</id><published>2007-12-13T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:50:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells. im blogging cause im bored. went to rtc to bowl today. saw aunty geraldine and nelson again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bowling on 7 and 8. the bloody idiots didnt oil the lane cause their silver bullet is spoilt. ZOMG. ball hooked like 20 boards?! ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late today. was supposed to go out with gerald chartan and anthony. in the end i didnt go. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. im bored. going to orchard tomorrow. denise is bowling at 1.30 tomorrow i think. all the best. you can do it. (: nick bowled today. zomg. he failed launch angle and ball speed. by 0.2 mph or something. sigh nick. its okay luh. they'll take you. your area bowling so zai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im gonna make my milo checklist. i bet you i'll forget something man. hopefully not. if i forget my bowling ball i'll just faint man. HAHA. it may happen. gosh. okay okay. gonna make my list now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dale&lt;br /&gt;i really think that its my fault. and its better for you. cause im causing that much misery. till you dont even bother anymore. im sorry i asked you to come down and then it ended up in the problem. whatever it is. im sorry. and know what? no matter what. i dont know if you still wanna correct your bowling ball problem. but if you want to you can still drill it. you dont need to stop just cause we're not talking. and call me if you need any help or whatever. sorry for everything again. and sorry for pushing you to that extent that you want to give it up now anyway. takecare. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4132096309747946455?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4132096309747946455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4132096309747946455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4132096309747946455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4132096309747946455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohwells_13.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6618828201842316593</id><published>2007-12-12T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:30:59.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh. i just realised i havent blogged. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i did NOTHING. haha. seriously nothing. a phonecall woke me up. the beginning. quite stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: "hello is this ong ying xin?"&lt;br /&gt;me: *jumps out of bed thinking its sbf* "YA?"&lt;br /&gt;person: "this is uncle philip."&lt;br /&gt;me: " oh -.- "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. see why i dont want that small sense of hope? horrible. haha. this is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. was gonna msg denise to thank her for staying up yesterday. then. i got a msg. i went to read it first and it was from her. like. "TAUGAY! are you awake?" hahaha. damn zun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milo is in 6 days and i SERIOUSLY hope im in the same bus as elaina or nic or BOTH (: im so gonna screw up. so yeah. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say. gonna go christmas shopping tomorrow i think. either that or im going bowling. whatever im not doing tomorrow. im doing on friday. haha. im shopping for half or my gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUTOUTS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicGOHMEINI (:&lt;br /&gt;hey you. haha. my goodness. your csi thing. HORRIBLE. hahaha. i really hope im in the same bus as you mann. ): and you better come visit my room. im gonna be so bloody bored. no one believes that im rooming myself. LIKE I WANT TO. -.- whatever. anyway. YOU and AHEMM. haha. dont lie. so obvious luh please. haha. time to start admitting to scandals nic. haha. and of course photo is nice. i sent it. haha. nahh. then it would make it not nice. pretend i didnt send it. pretend AHEMM sent it. hahaha. love you nic! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DENISE (:&lt;br /&gt;hey. haha. ohwells. im replying your shoutout. kinda? although there isnt much to reply. if there were more to reply. you'd finish posting at 1am. haha. KIDDING. anyway. thanks for being there. haha. the past few nights have been fun mann. and the 4 people game is even more fun. cause i can think of the coolest people. like HOCKSENG. and YEAH. some i cant name here. haha. eh please. i had to say more disgusting stuff too okay. ): anyway. dont need to get me anything. and im still trying to get more people. i'll TRY TO. no promises. haha. OMG. the song. okay nevermind. thanks again for the fun. and for talking to me man. i know. im here for you to rant to too. ANYTIME ANYWHERE. i love you denise! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARTAN (:&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh. im not pissed. haha. thanks for getting yourself addicted to gossip girl. now i got an earful of complaints from TIGER. TIGGER. whatever. haha. shopping tomorrow or friday you still havent told me yet. sigh. haha. see you soon. thanks for clearing stuff out. at least you and gerald tried clearing it out with me. screw the assholes who didnt even bother. oh and michelle too. see you soon. love you char! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6618828201842316593?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6618828201842316593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6618828201842316593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6618828201842316593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6618828201842316593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-649276252474549726</id><published>2007-12-12T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T20:11:29.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;im watching criminal minds&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;haha okay&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH IT&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;its damn nice&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;I'LL DIEEEE&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;its like csi you idiot&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;i almost died watching grudge&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL ITS LIKE CSI&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;i was covering my face while watching csi!&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP&lt;br /&gt;yingxin ivegivenup says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;THE FREAKING MURDERER&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;WAS SO FREAKING SADISTIC&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;AND SCARY&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that girl is retarded i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-649276252474549726?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/649276252474549726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=649276252474549726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/649276252474549726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/649276252474549726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/yingxin-ivegivenup-says-im-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1592673430091411807</id><published>2007-12-11T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:51:20.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to raffles to bowl today. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw jerrychia and fukuan there. and some weird guy. i finally managed to get my bag back. stupid security at the damn club. apparently jerry spoilt one lane. haha. bowled like crap as usual. then when i was leaving aunty geraldine came with nelson. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with misterpro to holland v to eat. at swensens. and freaking idiot paid for dinner again. then went to coldrock. and finally i paid for something. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw carrot. and NO. im serious. whatever you asked me. its no. haha.&lt;br /&gt;she asked for misterpro's name. then i didnt realise she didnt ask for mine.&lt;br /&gt;then when my order came up. they were like. taugay. i was like OMG CARROT?! and she was like HEEHEE. haha. nevermind. since that girl's a really nice friend to me i wont bother. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read the posts. and yeah i agree. as i said before. you're better off without me. how many god damn times do you want me to tell you. finally you give up. you're better off this way. i told you before. im an unreasonable bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1592673430091411807?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1592673430091411807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1592673430091411807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1592673430091411807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1592673430091411807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-to-raffles-to-bowl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4694303832906284064</id><published>2007-12-11T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:26:28.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks gerald and chartan for explaining to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh gerald. heard about acsi. screw it. just do well in your bowling. screw the school. get people and go join agegroup together. thrash the aci team then. no point paying to get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and i just found out. some people. wow. think they're damn great. haha. ant and i went to try clearing stuff up and some people left the convo. HAHAHAHA. assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and michelle. im not pissed. omg. chartan. im not pissed too. okay! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to denise chan on the phone till about 3+. then i went to play games and watch shows. slept at 6. WHEEE. i shall try out the advice she gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this whole week. im gonna go to rtc to bowl EVERYDAY. and get my bloody accuracy back. i cant keep having miss my target. its bloody stupid. and to actually play lines. and not instinct shots. ohwells. just hope i qualify for milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to bowl at rtc with lester. sorry. i was late again. omg that guy's making me feel damn bad. he had headache still go bowl cause he promised. wheee. at least he's not a pangseher. haha. then i bowled with him. and again he paid for my mq. -.- then we left. he gave me a lift back but on the way he said he's hungry and i was quite too. so we went to eat supper. then he sent me back. and he's meeting me again today. haha. sorry luh. i really dont wanna go spgg man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. anyone wanna play league? im gonna grab people and join league somewhere. i need income man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4694303832906284064?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4694303832906284064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4694303832906284064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4694303832906284064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4694303832906284064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanks-gerald-and-chartan-for.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4226497262500962902</id><published>2007-12-10T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:23:48.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you screw with my friends you screw with me. what fucking rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;so much for " lets go shopping on monday ". oh what day is it today? MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;why? am i such an embarrassment cause im a lousy fugly hopeless bowler. yeah i think so. thanks. i noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for not calling anthony too. what has he got to do with anything.&lt;br /&gt;and now. when i try to call you guys dont pick up. or at least the people i wanna call dont pick up. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you give a fucked reason that because it was only 4 people at first. he'll be extra&lt;br /&gt;"gerald and chartan"&lt;br /&gt;"daryl and adeline"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my fucking hell. i understand the first two. but the last two? WHAT MOTHERFUCKINGBULLSHIT. and now michelle's there right. soo. whats that about saying its extra again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what the bullshit about him having no money. hello. we're talking about anthony wee here you know. even if he has no money at least have the courtesy to ask him out right. if he has no money think he'll be thickskin and go and make you pay. wtf. first you dao his calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you dao mine. WELL DONE. why. cause i think you realised that i know now that its not only gerald and daryl. cause i called charlene. then i called gerald. then i called michelle. smart. well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;ACDDGMT&lt;/s&gt; ACDDGM&lt;br /&gt;p.s. anthony is out. that a isnt him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4226497262500962902?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4226497262500962902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4226497262500962902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4226497262500962902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4226497262500962902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-screw-with-my-friends-you-screw.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-213454079808856119</id><published>2007-12-09T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:17:47.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck. im fucking stupid. fucking lousy. i swear. im gonna quit bowling. i wanna quit. i seriously do. whats the damn ass point. im like some fucktard who went for rolloffs and wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when im in and i bowl like fuck after. and blow my fucking chance. ka told me to talk to one of the coaches. i did. and seriously. i wasted both theirs and my time. i bet they dont even know who the fuck i am. like duh. i have nothing to my name okay. fuck this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. grats to the people who got in. especially anthony denise darsh and audrey. grats. you all deserve it. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i think im bloody extra. i really am. im from like totally different worlds. im on the poor side. duh. maybe things would be better if i had more money to train. but then again. im just lousy. so fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-213454079808856119?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/213454079808856119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=213454079808856119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/213454079808856119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/213454079808856119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3755044085410742400</id><published>2007-12-08T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:28:47.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOHMYGOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145 129 175 223 172 180 201 191.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stuck on the same lane with cedric. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st 2 games we bowled with raymond see and i forgot who. &lt;br /&gt;next 2 games with daryl ong and some malay spinner&lt;br /&gt;next 3 games with brenton and leon ho&lt;br /&gt;next 4 with anthony and some guy called jack toh or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOSH. i counted. bloody fookie nehneh. if i dont bowl a 145 and 129. my avg is a 190.3333333... AHHHHH WHYY!! why cant i bowl a 14 and 14. even that is a 180 avg. not the 177 that i got. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i cant get in. i got the shock of my life. went there and saw like. SO MANY GIRLS PLAYING. and all so bloody pro. like. lesleylow, denise, anthea, edlyn[she told me she wants to quit bowling -.-], darshini, nicholettegohmeini, viclim, stephanietay, ongshena, i cant remember. i counted 14. plus the existing ones who bowled damn well in the first squad. OUT OUT OUT. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. haha. i kinda got ignored today. i hope i didnt do anything wrong. sorry if i did. =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way. thanks to lester low for coming down man. my god. i needa bowl a 183 avg at least tomorrow. so i dont owe him lunch. and so i dont owe audrey lunch. haha. everyone's trying to rip me off man. and mich hwang just came to me and say i owe her lunch. what on earth for man. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to fail tomorrow ): BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDREY: hey you. haha. thanks for coming to talk to me. when i was bloody bored. and for the encouragements. yup. see you soon. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE: hey. haha. thanks for coming with us for lunch. haha. the princessy michelle finally ate at a hawker center. haha. see you tomorrow. oh yeah. thanks for helping me buy water too. i barely drank one bottle =/ opps. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARTAN: hey. haha. thanks to you. for helping me buy bubble tea. with milk. HAHA. anyway. thanks. its quite nice. thank god. see you tomorrow i guess. if you're going.. and thanks for pinching me twice. PAIN AH. kns. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3755044085410742400?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3755044085410742400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3755044085410742400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3755044085410742400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3755044085410742400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/zohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1582527239213964262</id><published>2007-12-07T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:34:51.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells. went to uncle richard's shop today. got everything fixed. yup. ade came down to get her ball checked and everything. she may buy nvs. haha. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to rtc after. to bowl with lester. haha. omg. im super sorry man. was supposed to meet at 5 and i reached at like what? 6.30? dammit. anyway. bowled with the pro. played 1 mq i think. and 1 game. haha. damn lousy. tried out my new shoe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fugg. i got the same shoe as him. i thought uncle richard was ordering the older model of sst6. he got me the new one. same as that !@#$%^&amp;*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1582527239213964262?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1582527239213964262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1582527239213964262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1582527239213964262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1582527239213964262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohwells_07.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-575426987726644724</id><published>2007-12-06T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:10:32.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells. just came back. long long long day man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to mf to bowl. my god. i swear i hate people who steal cabs luh. no manners. freak i was standing there with 60 pounds of stuff. and then stupid people steal my cab. UNDER THE RAIN. then i thought i was gonna be late. reached at 10.15. supposed to meet at 10. guess what. oh im earliest again. thanks man. nick and cheryl again. ahha -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowled quite a few games. anthony paid. thanks dude. (: then we waited for chartan to finish her training. then michelle decided to follow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo. ate at carls jr. worst place ever. then went to watch golden compass. not bad luh. but quite stupid. theres a part 2. dammit. anyway. wee paid again. omg. i so owe you alot of money mann. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to buy stuff. then headed back to mf in michelle's dad's coolios car. my god my back nearly died. haha. anyway. grabbed my bowling bag and headed to uncle richard's shop. thank god i went later. i heard someone was there before and i also heard someone's gonna be there at selections. i hope i dont bowl with him. PLEASE NO. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy. played there quite abit. followed nick and brent to the famous famous restaurant they keep talking about. 'eleven'. MY GOSH THE FREAKING FOOD IS DAMN BLOODY NICE. !!!!!!!!!. im going there again to eat. soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back and played daidi for a while. then yeah. left. went home. stoning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry man. i swear i didnt know. thanks for telling me how you felt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks nick. for bringing me there. dont worry. i'll credit you. like oh. nick showed me the place. yeah. okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-575426987726644724?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/575426987726644724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=575426987726644724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/575426987726644724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/575426987726644724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohwells_06.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4563109899056809822</id><published>2007-12-06T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:58:57.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faber tomorrow. at 10. with cheryl. haha. gonna bowl. then i think wee gerald and chartan and myself are going vivo. im trying to make nick go now. haha. and nic goh's gonna be there at 12. yup (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesterlow is another denisechan. gosh. and im tempted to join nsrcc. but all the pro people are there. waste my time. and i got no money man ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. you know what lousy deal lester low gave me. &lt;br /&gt;1stdayofselections: if i hit below 170 avg i owe him lunch.&lt;br /&gt;2nddayofselections: if i hit below 190 avg i owe him lunch, 2 bottles of gummies and i forgot what. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and best part. he asked denise if she agrees i can do it and she said yes. dammit. he gets free food please. if i hit 120 im happy man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4563109899056809822?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4563109899056809822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4563109899056809822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4563109899056809822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4563109899056809822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/wheeee-faber-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-8629001067591192996</id><published>2007-12-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:06:39.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. im going to mf by myself i think. how fucking stupid. maybe i wont even go. and uncle richard say i can go down to his shop tomorrow but i doubt has time to help me with things. so i dont even think i should go. and i dont wanna go and see some people who hate me for stupid reasons that are not even my fault. ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-8629001067591192996?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8629001067591192996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=8629001067591192996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8629001067591192996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8629001067591192996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-277506635296861828</id><published>2007-12-05T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:04:09.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>standing on the rooftop</title><content type='html'>it's not you. its just me. and i really dont know okay. im sorry. just forget me. really. life's better without me. FOR EVERYONE. gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;species: ongyingxin&lt;br /&gt;occupation: failure&lt;br /&gt;characteristics:&lt;br /&gt;10% loser&lt;br /&gt;10% loner&lt;br /&gt;10% annoying&lt;br /&gt;10% stupid&lt;br /&gt;10% pissing&lt;br /&gt;10% disturbing&lt;br /&gt;10% infamous&lt;br /&gt;10% contagious unpopularity&lt;br /&gt;10% hopeless&lt;br /&gt;10% irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we go. 100% of pure reasons why you should stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. if lester low ever reads my blog. you better dont go down to watch selections. above is 100% why you'll be wasting your time. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to faber to practice tomorrow before i go to uncle richard's shop. who volunteers to go. please tell me no one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-277506635296861828?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65912099094631750.post-5328574898948518837</id><published>2007-12-05T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T02:27:46.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me what the fuck is wrong... with me.</title><content type='html'>okay i give up talking to you. im sorry man. i guess i pissed you off again today. i shouldnt have told you even if you asked what happened. and no matter what. i guess you do think that im annoying. and im really sorry. i told you to tell me if i am. i guess you just dont want to. and its your choice. yeah. im just really sorry okay. and thanks for being there for me. and trying to comfort me at aia. cheering me up and all. i really appreciated it. and thanks for the fun while it lasted. i guess when it comes to me. fun never lasts long. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you think that im trying to spoil your friendship with her. no im not trying to. i hope you and her are good friends again. in fact i think you are. then you can be happy again. like before. and cause i think im the one who spoilt your friendship. i think shes happier not talking to me. and you will be too. so yeah. again. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the outing at milo's off. and i know you'll be like others. thank god she's in sec 4. yeah. dont worry. even if i fail o's. i'll be a dropout. i wont go back and cause misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to _. leave me alone for a while. im sorry. i just cant talk to you now. i dont want to end the friendship. which is why. im not talking to you now. screw what ant says. he can scold me for all he wants. im sorry but yeah. give me some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've given up...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of feeling&lt;br /&gt;Is there nothing you can say?&lt;br /&gt;Take this all away&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffocating!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what the fuck is&lt;br /&gt;Wrong with me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-5328574898948518837?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5328574898948518837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=5328574898948518837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5328574898948518837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5328574898948518837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay-i-give-up-talking-to-you.html' title='tell me what the fuck is wrong... with me.'/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6635757650170149475</id><published>2007-12-04T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:47:58.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah man. new fav song. given up by linkin park. whoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking to sweat again&lt;br /&gt;Another day's been laid to waste&lt;br /&gt;In my disgrace&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in my head again &lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'll never leave this place&lt;br /&gt;There's no escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm my own worst enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of feeling&lt;br /&gt;Is there nothing you can say?&lt;br /&gt;Take this all away&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffocating!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what the fuck is&lt;br /&gt;Wrong with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to take&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was focused but I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm not prepared&lt;br /&gt;I hyperventalate. &lt;br /&gt;Looking for hope somehow somewhere&lt;br /&gt;And noone cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm my own worst enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of feeling&lt;br /&gt;Is there nothing you can say?&lt;br /&gt;Take this all away&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffocating!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what the fuck is&lt;br /&gt;Wrong with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of my misery&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of my misery&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of my...&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of my fucking misery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of feeling&lt;br /&gt;Is there nothing you can say?&lt;br /&gt;Take this all away&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffocating!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what the fuck is&lt;br /&gt;Wrong with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6635757650170149475?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6635757650170149475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6635757650170149475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6635757650170149475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6635757650170149475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/yeah-man.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6148092941006602574</id><published>2007-12-04T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:49:51.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells. yes i agree. everyone will be happier without me. so why not you dont die. i go die. yeah. i can name hell alot of people who will be happier without me. my family members. people who hate me. and celine mok. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since you said that because of the issue between both of us. and that you dont know what to do. you dont mind dying. you'll be happier with god. how about i die. then the world will be more peaceful. yeah. i really dont mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6148092941006602574?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6148092941006602574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6148092941006602574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6148092941006602574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6148092941006602574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohwells_04.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6647829907049971726</id><published>2007-12-03T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:07:42.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;eh aunty&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;have you been reading my blog?&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;i bet you never&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;you sound terrible&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;AS IN&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;like in a terrible state&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;AS IN AS IN&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;SAD.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A SHOUTOUT FOR YOU YOU PIGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;omg wtf am i saying&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;what nice phrasing gohmeini&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;OH REALLY&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;nah im fine. dont worry. its just me and my lousy handling of friendships&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL GO SEE NOW&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;actually its combined. you elaina and greg&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;thats not true. it takes two peolpe to keep things going&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;i doubt so&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;if one person keeps pissing the other one off. unintentionally. that being me&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;uhm&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;haha well BUT&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;those who matter dont care and those who care dont matter&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;YES. see! so logical right&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;WOW&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;thanks nicgohmeini &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i dont wanna waste another day says:&lt;br /&gt;that sounds like its from some movie&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;ITS QUOTED FROM STEPH. i didnt come up with it&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that smart&lt;br /&gt;nic I AM GORILLA &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. nice one. "those who matter dont care and those who care dont matter"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;somehow i dont know if that's true. ohwells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6647829907049971726?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6647829907049971726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6647829907049971726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6647829907049971726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6647829907049971726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/yingxin-i-dont-wanna-waste-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7799807730191636614</id><published>2007-12-03T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:06:02.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells. since i have nothing to do anyway. i shall write shoutouts to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeline&lt;br /&gt;hey. thanks loads again. im glad you kinda wanted to clear stuff up. and for calling me. and thanks for the concern that day. about whether you should still call considering i was in quite a bad mood that day. yeah. i dont know if i could say we're still back to normal. but thanks for popping by at raffles that day to get your bag. and yesterday. though i was already out. but heck. you coming was fun. and the movie and game at michelle's house. yup. i'll reply your letter soon. takecare &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trix&amp;amp;brent&lt;br /&gt;hey (: thanks loads once again for inviting me to your party man. i love the damn place. its so nice please. haha. and got to know quite a few people. and of course the eventful night. gosh. i've known you two for. 4 years? yeah. and wow. trix is done with her A's. gosh time's passing fast. ohwells. takecare. see you two soon &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick&lt;br /&gt;yo gay bud. haha. thanks for lending me 10 bucks man. haha. and for the whole 2 days. wheee. anyway. party was fun. and yeah. omg. milo milo milo. blackjack!!!! haha. im gonna recoup losses okay. haha. and i still owe you a present for your birthday. haha. takecare nick. wow lesser. wow-ing is antisocial mann. haha. bye dude. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony&lt;br /&gt;hey you. haha. ohwells. i guess i started talking to you quite abit at aia right? yeah. ohwells. thanks for the damn alot of fun at raffles and stuff. my gosh. i got another proded shit competitor at raffles ): haha. and thanks for entertaining me with alot of jokes and the talks. see you soon i guess. reminder. get a cloth for bowling. get a puffball. HAHA. you horrible thing man. takecare &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholette&amp;amp;elaina&amp;amp;greg&lt;br /&gt;HEY YOU(: haha. thanks you 3. for trying to get me on the same bus for milo. wheee. its gonna be a blast mann. and thanks greg. im soooo a spare tyre please. i should not blog it here. hmph. i'll remember it. ahhaah. and nic goh. MUST GO EAT XIAOLONGBAO KAYY. with elaina. or was she the one who says she doesnt know what it is. ahha. wait. no. i dont think thats her. okay gogogo (: takecare people. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denise&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your apology. and for that session on msn. yeah. now i kinda know. and i should be the sorry one. whatever it is. thnks fr th mmrs (: . and all the best for ny selections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im done with shoutouts. OH YEAH. takecare keith. hope you're fully recovered now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. to anyone. okay i mean. EVERYBODY I KNOW. who are somewhat pissed annoyed or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. its okay if you dont wanna talk to me. yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7799807730191636614?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7799807730191636614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7799807730191636614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7799807730191636614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7799807730191636614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohwells.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1048580334105685534</id><published>2007-12-02T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:58:15.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow im damn pro. cant even get past the fugging first stage man. what rubbish. last in my group. screw luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. nevermind. 1 reason i didnt play well. i didnt wear my lucky charm mann. but i think even if i did i would have played like shit. cause. some woman. didnt allow me to eat breakfast. bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i bowled like. at 5+ 1 mq to try for cotq december. 599. yeah. okay stop playing. dont needa be top qualifier man. screw. good thing i wore my charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. fkk. i saw her bitching today again. my god. how many times already luh. which is why. i dont wanna tell her stuff. she complain so much about how i keep ignoring her and not tell her stuff. DUH THIS IS THE BLOODY REASON WHY. my gosh. if she told his wife about my issues. come on. he's how close to that family. and he holds such a high status THERE. im gonna be blacklisted. and wow. thanks to my family member. WELL DONE. screw off bitch. i cant take it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1048580334105685534?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1048580334105685534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1048580334105685534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1048580334105685534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1048580334105685534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4974298268294876545</id><published>2007-11-29T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:47:09.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont be sorry. i never really blamed you. im sorry for the fact that yeah. i told you right. anyway. i dont know. but just so you know. im always here. i dont find people annoying when they come ranting. cause. im bored to death. and im happy they trust me mann. its your choice. again. im sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4974298268294876545?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' 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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-65912099094631750.post-8447597888382456296</id><published>2007-11-29T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:59:18.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to you.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you said you didnt know. and to tell you when i find out. but turns out you knew all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you said you didnt like her. why'd you have to say she's irritating. i wont hate you just cause you're okay with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to myself.&lt;br /&gt;why on earth do i fall for what everyone says. my god. gullible or stupid. if im gullible. i wont be able to figure out stuff and everything. ah fuck i dont know. screw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-8447597888382456296?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8447597888382456296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=8447597888382456296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8447597888382456296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8447597888382456296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-9211407753067760207</id><published>2007-11-29T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:40:37.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who said sorry couldnt solve issues.&lt;br /&gt;you're not the only one who misses everything.&lt;br /&gt;think i like being at cold war with people?&lt;br /&gt;i just dont think we could go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;if you have a defensive tone.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;just a small comment could mean an insult.&lt;br /&gt;my bad. i got C and D mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-9211407753067760207?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65912099094631750.post-6800098253065386664</id><published>2007-11-29T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T14:26:32.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart so much misery&lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did,&lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the hard way&lt;br /&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake&lt;br /&gt;A smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;br /&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;br /&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die&lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;I was so young&lt;br /&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;br /&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;br /&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;br /&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I try my hardest just to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6800098253065386664?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6800098253065386664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6800098253065386664' title='0 Comments'/><link 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blogskin or take the time off to finally learn and make my own. i'll just blog here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i let go of things. omg. uncle richard says i never bowl well. cause im too sensitive. and i notice every small thing. he said if my opponent were to look sad i'll bother. especially if i know them. i bother too much. im sorry. i cant not bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2685081905008028941?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2685081905008028941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2685081905008028941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2685081905008028941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2685081905008028941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-gonna-change-my-blog-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3646789089679209381</id><published>2007-11-29T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T01:10:08.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh. im sorry. i think i tried too hard. man. okay sorry for pissing you off. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3646789089679209381?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3646789089679209381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3646789089679209381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3646789089679209381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3646789089679209381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-gosh_29.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7833560471771841719</id><published>2007-11-28T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:12:36.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells. talked to darsh daryl and charlene till about 3+. haha. yeah. close to 4. darsh left at 2.30 to watch arsenil and fibreglass. HAHA. okay fine. arsenal and fabregas. uhm. yeah. nothing much. talked to lester online. and holy shit he's damn funny. and he thinks i only talked to him at aia cause i went to talk to lynal and out of courtesy i talked to him. retard. haha. and teasing him is damn fun. too bad he cant play stepladder ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out a while ago that shayna and steffi have to go for trials again. how dead am i. my gosh. i counted. the odds of me even making it to the next stage is like. OMGGG. and yeah. even if i do make it. they'll take about 6-10 girls i think. and yeah. please. i counted and no way im getting in. all the pro people ): nevermind. denise and darsh will make it in for sure. and so will nic goh. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to rafflestownclub today. haha. darylong asked me to go. and since im nice i did him a favor. i asked anthony to go and i said i'll confirm with him in the morning. then cause i slept close to 4. i overslept. i woke up at like. 1? haha. and i was supposed to meet him at... 1. HAHA. oops. and then i saw like. missed calls from him. turns out he was already there. thank god michelle was going and she was already on her way there. if not i'll die. anyway. sat upstairs and crapped for a while. then we went down to the alley. yup. ordered food then went to bowl. ahha. i liked anthonywee's new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE BOWLING LIKE RETARDS. haha. you know we were like. doing all sorts of funny stuff. i swear anthony can do anything with his bowling ball man. righthandbackup righthandcrank lefthandbowling lefthandbackup. OMG. haha. and all sorts of funny things. only thing he cant do is spin. haha. anyway. bowled a 243 or something today. cant remember. haha. after bowling we were like oh shit. its freaking 30 bucks. omg. cause we didnt pay by games. by hour. yeah. then yeah. omg. paid like. 10 bucks worth of coins okay. anyway. waited with ant for our parents. his mum came first. then i waited for my mum. went down to the alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steven said the most ridiculous thing to me.&lt;br /&gt;steven: " when is your form gonna drop? sunday? "&lt;br /&gt;me: " what the heck? "&lt;br /&gt;steven: " nevermind i shall try to get your handicap deducted. "&lt;br /&gt;me: " what the.. 10 pins. so low already luh. last time 15 leh. "&lt;br /&gt;steven: " 10 pins damn high leh "&lt;br /&gt;me: " right. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my form isnt bad enough already. compare my scores now to the tournaments like. champion of the quarter june. HUH. damn crappy mann. heck. anyway. anthony is gonna try to qualify. yeah man (: friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still deciding on whether to go for brent and trix's 16th and 18th birthday celebration thingy. they're damn rich luh. they booked garden villa D sentosa resort &amp;amp; spa. my goshhh. anyway. yeah. if i do go. im going out with clarence nick and cheryl before. they wanna watch stardust. ISNT THE SCREENING OVER ALREADY. nevermind. anyway. we can watch kingdom(: i wanna watch. all of us can. except AHEMcherylngAHEM. haha. she claims she can. whatever. ahha. and anthony gerald chartan and michelle wanna go to rtc to bowl again. cause as i said. anthony wants to try again. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taugay lost her cleansing alcohol. cant believe it. i used like. 10 drops? its like. 99/100 unused? crappit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's killing me. i cant believe it. i seriously cant stand her. omg. heck. tolerate. 2 more years. and i cant stand the other loser in my house even more. the one who has weird spasm that is not natural. and makes all the weird noises. arsehole. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill denise. i saw your post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn bored. can someone kill me. please do. jiahui can i pay your sis to make me disappear. and make sure its not some magic trick. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7833560471771841719?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7833560471771841719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7833560471771841719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7833560471771841719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7833560471771841719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/ohwells.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7472963659397300674</id><published>2007-11-27T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:45:26.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to mountfaber today to meet chartan and michhwang before heading to vivo. nothing that much that's interesting to blog about. so heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont know whats going on now. i seriously suck luh. i cant comfort people. i cant do shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why on earth is she so mean. my god. isnt it obvious. and yet shes still talking to _&amp;amp;_ like omg. please lor. they're how freaking retarded and stupid. i hate them. they're freaking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. plans tomorrow. i dont know if i should go. its so retarded. i asked anthony. he said he may go. but that's not the point. i mean seriously. its not who else is going. its i dont wanna see things get screwed up even more than it already is. i have a slight responsibility here you know. my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. screw this shit. anyway. thanks denise chan for talking to me. and for the advice. i dont know why. but i really feel like going. though i know its gonna suck if i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up gerald(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people. i finally bought girlfriend's spongebob. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7472963659397300674?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7472963659397300674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7472963659397300674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7472963659397300674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7472963659397300674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-mountfaber-today-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-8209028170857742883</id><published>2007-11-26T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:39:52.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh. i really cant stand my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand her. her bullshit. everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry everyone. you know a loser. i swear im not really gonna talk to anyone. i wont talk like i used to anymore. cause. im irritating. yeah. im sorry im a sticky friend too. and if i neglected anyone. im always like that. when i make new fun friends im like. damn sticky to them or something. and yeah. okay sorry people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-8209028170857742883?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8209028170857742883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=8209028170857742883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8209028170857742883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8209028170857742883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2068165216216555751</id><published>2007-11-26T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:03:56.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i told everyone. and everyone will one day admit. taugay has a screwed up attitude and she cant keep friendships. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. SORRY EVERYONE FOR MAKING SO MUCH NOISE IN THE ALLEY ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare people. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2068165216216555751?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2068165216216555751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2068165216216555751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2068165216216555751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2068165216216555751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-told-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-5662172609348668289</id><published>2007-11-25T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:34:28.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ong's here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo tauuuu...i hate my brooo...knn bastard...me lar me lar everything also me ok..u have no fault...oh yea and whats my dad's prob wtf as if i wanna bowl 107&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-5662172609348668289?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5662172609348668289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=5662172609348668289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5662172609348668289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5662172609348668289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/ongs-here-wooo-tauuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-465271057430594183</id><published>2007-11-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:02:41.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHOUTOUTS TO PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTHONYWEE, DENISECHAN, DARYLONG, GERALDTAN, DARSHINI, MICHELLEHWANG, CHARLENETAN in particular:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here anthony look. your name is here too. yours first. since you so kindly requested. like. listing out everyone and then tell me DONT HAVE ME. anyway. thanks. to you and everyone else man. for the damn fun times at AIA. i swear. this is like. the first time i actually socialised and talked to alot of people and went out during a bowling tournament. why? cause im a loner. anyway. thankyou guys. seriously. and for the nice fun talk at skypark. and eating meepok with sam and clifton. haha. with the dick and the nose and the choking. nevermind. anyway. yeah. i found new friends man. and i made closer friends. thanks to all of you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-465271057430594183?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/465271057430594183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=465271057430594183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/465271057430594183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/465271057430594183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/shoutouts-to-people.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2590838214060054010</id><published>2007-11-24T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T21:17:25.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh. went to raffles to bowl today with a freaking swollen thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh. couldnt clear thumb today. i played a 14+ game. and also 2 233 games. and a 209 or something. yup. and one 18+ and a 161. yup. super screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. earned 72 bucks in total. yup. after minusing my capital. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene tan is damn pro at raffles. gosh. anyway. we went to mf after that. to watch that proded woman bowl again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grats denise. ONCE AGAIN. for winning graded A. HAHAHA. in your face man. you cant play for 3 years right? haha kidding. my gosh what do you not get top 3? you get top 3 for everything man. hardly get 3rd. ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. she deleted her post and smsed me saying " sorry. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know how elaina felt the other time when she said YOU KNOW HOW BLOODY PISSING IT IS TO BE WRONGED AND BLOGGED ABOUT. i know i know. actually. i knew before. but this time. oh my gosh. when i saw the previous posts i didnt really think it was me. till this morning's one. its the last straw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2590838214060054010?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2590838214060054010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2590838214060054010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2590838214060054010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2590838214060054010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2197755426548240557</id><published>2007-11-24T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T13:53:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOR YOUR FUCKING INFORMATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING I WROTE ON MY FUCKING BLOG WAS TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER. never was i hinting anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lies hypocrites and deceits. isnt to you too. wtf is your issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think everything is to you then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes im swearing at you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so sure im turning all my friends against her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt say everybody is changing either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get your fucking facts right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2197755426548240557?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2197755426548240557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2197755426548240557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2197755426548240557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2197755426548240557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-your-fucking-information.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-805693691595225595</id><published>2007-11-24T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:44:06.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so not in the fucking mood to blog now.&lt;br /&gt;summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks gerald anthony michelle and chartan for the talk we had at sky park on pokey grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to her. fuck off bitch.&lt;br /&gt;to the other her. fuck off too bitch.&lt;br /&gt;to him. fuck off bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypocrites. lies. deceit. i cant believe this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. if anyone wants to know how i did for aia. i fucked up. how'd you feel if you dropped from 3rd to 8th. cause you started bowling 13 14 and all these fucked games that only ___ will play. shit ass. i cant believe it. and i paid fucking 255 for a bloody cert. so in total i paid 305 for a cert and a fucking umbrella. wow. congratulations. ongyingxin you're such an idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-805693691595225595?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/805693691595225595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=805693691595225595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/805693691595225595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/805693691595225595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-so-not-in-fucking-mood-to-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4562682713421895917</id><published>2007-11-22T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:47:41.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FREAKING WASTED 20 BUCKS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;shit ass. no one cares anyway. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;i came home and told my mum what happened. about my qualifying and all.&lt;br /&gt;then she was like. i dont care. next time you dont slap your brother.&lt;br /&gt;since when in my fucking day did i fucking slap that fucker.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. then im like. I DIDNT DO SHIT. and she just kept scolding.&lt;br /&gt;sorry ong. i cant go stayover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. at the alley. sorry for the attitude.&lt;br /&gt;told you you all should have left me alone.&lt;br /&gt;dont bother talking to this loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why does no one believe me.&lt;br /&gt;i called uncle richard to ask if he was going down tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;he asked questions and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and i asked if i could go down to get my span checked.&lt;br /&gt;he said once again. dont go and use this as a distraction not to win.&lt;br /&gt;i said i know and he kept going on. I DONT DO THAT OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;if i did i wouldnt play my lousy 735 yesterday right.&lt;br /&gt;not like i just realised my span was short today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. anyway. to everyone who asked and bothered.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. alot. i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou darsh for asking if i was alright in the alley.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou valerie for asking me if i was alright in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou ong for asking me to chill.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou gerald for helping me collect my money and telling me to relax.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou denise for the message that you sent me. and for coming over to talk to me after my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my bowling. i hate that i lost my ability to flick the ball and rev more. i hate my footwork. i hate my swing. i hate my speed. i hate my scores. i hate my rotation. i hate my timing. i hate my lousy accuracy. i hate my inconsistency. i hate my lousy dont-know-line-bowl-by-instinct bowling. screw this. i hate my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;registration-$15&lt;br /&gt;2gradedmqs-$50&lt;br /&gt;9secschmqs-$180&lt;br /&gt;total-$245.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. i so wasted so much money. i could have bought a bowling ball. i cant believe it. why is it at raffles i can qualify top with 659 for 3 games in 2 mqs. 629 scratch that is. and now im bowling what fuck? SCREW THIS SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4562682713421895917?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4562682713421895917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4562682713421895917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4562682713421895917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4562682713421895917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-fucking-wasted-20-bucks-today.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4262876099933055396</id><published>2007-11-20T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:43:31.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SWEET 16th NICK!! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh my gosh gay friend. you're finally 16. haha. i cant believe it. i knew you for 4 years plus already. haha im glad you finally decided to talk to me in sec 2. and for the stupid retarded conversations that started last year and go on everyday. HAHA. my gosh. from HIGH PITCH VOICES to DIFFUSION OF KNOWLEDGE FROM BOOKS TO YOU BY HUGGING THEM. haha. omg. and you never fail to make me laugh man. haha. and the funky phrases. haha. like ENOUGH ERGH. and LIESSSSSS. hahaha. and the stupid trainings we had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank god there's another girl in the world called nicholas lim (: haha. and i'll never forget your reaction when you heard mika's song. after i let you hear it cause you didnt believe theres a guy with voice higher than jojo's. haha. WHEEEEEE. im writing this 2 hours in advance so i can post it at exactly 12mn. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BESTFRIEND!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile. something that just happened. &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i bet you're like gathering 1032014302 ppl.. midnight call me and scream at me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAAHHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;think i dunno only &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YOU'LL NEVER KNOW &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THINK I DUNNO ONLY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I KNOW EVERYTING &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WTH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says:&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says:&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says:&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im so insane now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RETARD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NOW?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nick's turning16 in 2 hours! says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ENOUGH ERGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134927950292504978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4cXtwPfBrwQ/R0Ltw8ho0ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/080q2to4ZrM/s200/nic.+HAHAHAHHA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134928341134528930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4cXtwPfBrwQ/R0LuHsho0aI/AAAAAAAAADM/Xl18NqZX8XI/s200/nick.+haha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to this. notice the hair doesnt change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;forget it. i cant take it anymore. im gonna post this NOW. TOO BAD NICK its in advance. HAHA. oh yeah. i forgot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134931643964379570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4cXtwPfBrwQ/R0LxH8ho0bI/AAAAAAAAADU/M8MAV0TgkHI/s200/Nick%27s+ezlink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4262876099933055396?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4262876099933055396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4262876099933055396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4262876099933055396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4262876099933055396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-sweet-16th-nick-oh-my-gosh-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4cXtwPfBrwQ/R0Ltw8ho0ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/080q2to4ZrM/s72-c/nic.+HAHAHAHHA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65912099094631750.post-6405144568982581634</id><published>2007-11-20T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:37:45.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god. freak this shit. i cant believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17+ 16+ 19+ 120. WTF. again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14+ 16+ 17+ 15+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ass crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. my mum suddenly decided to be nice and let me play 2 more tomorrow. fuck im really wasting money. anyway. shoutouts shoutouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;DARYL(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you horrible dude. 835. haha. proded shit. TEACH ME HOW TO BOWL): i cant believe it. anyway. eeee play with you damn demoralising please. INEEEETIAL DEEEE. retard. that game sucks luh. whats so thrilling about it. anyway. haha. thanks for the whole retarded day. takecare FIFIAN ONG. hahaha. KIDDING!! BY THE WAY. dont you just LOOOOVE my donut joke. SO FUNNY RIGHT. i liiiiike. i bet you will wanna eat more donuts after that&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;DENISE(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you. haha. omg. aia's been damn fun. anyway. thanks for the fun at aia. haha. and for talking to me again after so long. haha. anyway. DENISE CHAN GO PLAY FOR ME ): and sorry for jinxing you. oh. YEAH! thanks for watching me today. haha. you wasted your time right. i told youuu. anyway. thanks for being one of those few bloody proded famous and whatever people. who talk to me. haha. anyway. all the best for masters and stuff okay! i owe you lunch and you owe me drink. haha. WE'RE GONNA HAVE DAMN ALOT OF FUN AT MILO. WHEEE THEME PARK. anyway relax about HER okay. im sure you're chilled by now. but yeah. oh what did you say that day? " da shi teng, ma shi ai. " hahahah. god CHEEENA. see. she loves you (: dont worry. and uhm. GO FOR NATIONAL SELECTIONS. i submitted already okay. for B. GO LEH ): see you tomorrow!! (: takecare denise. i love you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;KIMBOO(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there suicide partner (: omg you proded woman. bowled so well. haha you do powerdrive proud. haha. anyway. thanks for having lunch with us. WHEEE. so much fun today. and thanks loads for the watch that you bought for me(: i swear im gonna buy you loads of stuff from milo man. and since you're going too i shall give it to you. when we're both back. COOLIOS. haha okay i know. damn retarded. anyway. we're gonna have fun at milo too right! (: takecare okay. bye kim! dont be emo okay. you have me. always. love you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;NICK(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi gay. (: haha. you owe me drink i swear. scenario. yingxin what line should i play? give me any line. OKAY. 25-18. you bowled. thumb stuck and hit head pin. spared. and then you bowled again and before that. you said IF I STRIKE I BUY YOU DRINK. i said serious? you said yeah. then you bowled and strike and said thank you. UHHUH. you owe me. haha. but doesnt matter. cause i got your birth date mixed up. HHAHA. shit. im so sorry man. i mean girl. whatever. oh yeah. your lousy rpm 1 friend didnt get in again. haha. anyway. TAKECARE BITCH! haha. eh the smiley count for your shoutout is 2 if you include the one in your name. dont start shouting IM BLINDDDD! haha. takecare dude&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;GERALD(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey gerry tan. god. shes so weird man. anyway. denise chan says dont go sports school. haha. SO DO I. and by the way. thanks for making me fall off my sofa laughing. and anyway even if you go you'll be taking that weird combination that came from me and ong. like what the heck. you're gonna die luh. you like shouted all the memory subjects. hahaha. okay anyway. you better bowl well at masters okay. i needa win stepladder at raffles to collect back all my money man. actually. we should just bet with those people. haha. instead of the usual 2 bucks pool for highest and 2 bucks pool for highest number of strikes. SET. up to 10 luh. no 50 also can. HAHAHA. okay bye gerry tan the abuneh kumar and mud muthu. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6405144568982581634?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6405144568982581634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6405144568982581634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6405144568982581634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6405144568982581634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2411291293642387123</id><published>2007-11-19T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:47:07.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;hey hey you you.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;should i go sports school?&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;SO RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;yea i knw.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALD TAN WEN SIANG. RETARD. haha. eh by the way. who's going for national selections? tell me. and i dont feel like going. all the pro people arent going. i dont wanna get in like how people say. cause no one else is going. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2411291293642387123?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2411291293642387123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2411291293642387123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2411291293642387123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2411291293642387123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/yingxin-i-am-finished-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1396804233250047001</id><published>2007-11-19T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:51:29.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay fugg. the results are really damn close now. actually. not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerry chia said: " bowl the avg that you bowl at raffles "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE I DONT WANT LIKE THAT. if i do im top please. backside. so easy ah. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a freaking 750 to qualify tomorrow. 750 750 750. MUST BE 750. only tolerance is +-1 pin. other than that. NO WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw the freaking accuracy of mine. i swear. its freaking retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even have a repeat shot. i dont mind having a repeat shot with a split. it shows im accurate. but this. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. and everyone hates me. i can just go eat pangsai. throw myself off a building and die. wheee. i love being daoed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1396804233250047001?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1396804233250047001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1396804233250047001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1396804233250047001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1396804233250047001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay-fugg_19.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-5555584018142673803</id><published>2007-11-18T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:51:09.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. looking at elaina's pm. reminded me. MY LEFT HAND IS RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from one whole group of retards. trying to slide and give people static. and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other retard. me. stood there and laugh. and then kena poke by michelle hwang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who failed terribly and only hit me with her nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way. one more thing you find out from aia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;987 has this weird programme or something. they play songs with the weirdest people singing it.&lt;br /&gt;you guys should have heard the never again by kelly clarkson. audge den mich and i laughed like mad. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uncle who works at the food shop in the alley likes chan jie lin. i swear. haha. COOKIE COOKIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-5555584018142673803?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5555584018142673803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=5555584018142673803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5555584018142673803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5555584018142673803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg_18.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7523413230460307769</id><published>2007-11-18T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:14:10.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god. gerald tan is retarded. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;apu neh neh.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;im not going raffles (:&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;HUH&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;ASSHOLE&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;wah lao ur comment , eh u neh neh pok.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;wooo~&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;im breasts(:&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry , im being boliao ;D&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;i tell you my spareball is nice okay.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;bt nt as nice as urs.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;wah lao!&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;okay fine&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;haa&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;nice nice&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;DAMN NICE&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;world's nicest. CAN?&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;urs is nicest luh.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FINE&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;MINE IS DAMN NICE&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;can .&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD GERALD TAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i wont go in reserve man.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;i think im in reserve now&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;tuesday chiong luh.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;can one.&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;dont say cnt ah.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;TAK BOLEH. its no right&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;`gerald. bowling just rocks please. says:&lt;br /&gt;TAK TAK TAK TAK TONG TONG CHANG!&lt;br /&gt;yingxin i am finished with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;MMHMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. haha. retard. i swear. i had to copy that from scratch. accidentally closed the window. damn it. anyway. its genuine. ask me to send you the convo if you want. eh wait.. cannot. got some other stuff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;1. DENISE CHAN needs to chill&lt;br /&gt;2. IRIS LIM IS DAMN FUNNY. both of us have the best reactions.&lt;br /&gt;3. CELINE MOK is gay&lt;br /&gt;4. DARSHINI is damn funny and nice.&lt;br /&gt;5. GERALD TAN is as gay as celine.&lt;br /&gt;6. BRYAN CHEN is coming back. yayy (:&lt;br /&gt;7. MICHELLE HWANG is damn blind. she thought _ was iris.&lt;br /&gt;8. KRISTEL OH is nicer than i thought she was.&lt;br /&gt;9. GERALD YEO is damn lame [me: are you playing? gerald: no im bowling.]&lt;br /&gt;10. HUIERH is bloody bloody pro. ):&lt;br /&gt;11. TAUGAY is damn lousy, unlucky, jinxed, retarded, stupid, idiotic, annoying, the worst friend ever. i mean it. shes damn bitch luh. sorry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things you learn from aia. or after aia. whichever fits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7523413230460307769?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7523413230460307769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7523413230460307769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7523413230460307769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7523413230460307769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/god.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-975758324742911843</id><published>2007-11-18T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:19:33.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay fugg. because im lousy and broke. i have only tomorrow's 10am and 1pm and thursday's 3pm to qualify for sec school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st mq: 13+ 14+ 14+ 224. FISHING WASTED PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;2nd mq: 178 204 16+ [just when i thought i could hit a 700] 12+ FUGGGG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even be bothered to hope that i can qualify at 10 tomorrow. fugged up bowling. not like it became fugged. it was always like that. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna change my tomorrow's squads to tuesday or something. since i have nothing on. and my bloody thumb is swollen now. FISH. but then i got lesser time to bowl ): i'll think about it. since im going down tomorrow anyway to watch denise's doubles. actually maybe not. cause im probably jinxing her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i feel damn bad. i really really think im jinxing people. maybe i wont watch. I DONT KNOW. fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grats huierh. that proded woman came today only. and bowled a 720 then 799. wow. backside. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no. gracefung is playing later. all the best. haha. you're gonna push me down luh. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry denise. i think im really jinxing you. im really really sorry. okay fugg im really not gonna watch anymore. i think you know that im jinxing you. you're just nice and saying im not. so its okay. cause i know it too. really. its fine. anyway. sorry if i pissed you off too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gerald tan. you kns. if you're reading this post. GO BOWL AT RAFFLES. kick me off please. basket. )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-975758324742911843?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/975758324742911843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=975758324742911843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/975758324742911843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/975758324742911843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay-fugg.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1800074969504658810</id><published>2007-11-17T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:33:49.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmyfuck. i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why. XXXXXX then what fuck. become 210. RARR! who the hell does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i freaking bowled a 180 and then... *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128. FLUCKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a 16 i think. damn ass crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. congrats to chan jie lin. stupid 781. proded shit. woman. i bowled a 681 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complain somemore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had real fun today. laughing at someone's ring. AHEMAHEM. and celine and her nice mum gave me a lift home. thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao. gonna screw up my game tomorrow again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. before i forget. gossip session with huifen during the 11am squad. we were at yakun. yay. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1800074969504658810?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1800074969504658810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1800074969504658810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1800074969504658810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1800074969504658810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/ohmyfuck.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3036724822186827142</id><published>2007-11-16T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:52:01.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for aia today. i cant believe i woke up late for pae. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to mountfaber. had lunch with anthony, nicholasgerardlim, greg and gerald. haha. ate at the poolside cafe. then vincent came down after a while. went upstairs and then after finding out my lane. went over. bowled the next pair of lanes from denise. talked to her for a while. i missed talking to her man. anyway. after bowling the 2 squads. i went down with her to yakun to eat. chatted for a while. and thanks denise. for talking to me (: thank you seriously. for not daoing me cause alot of mg people dont like their friends talking to me. and congrats on being top qualifier.  i've found another friend in you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i booked the 10am and 1pm squads for tomorrow. time to suck at bowling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed my bloody games today. dont ask. whee. ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no en. i told you. i went for tournament. not to meet whoever you thought i was meeting. and manda LIES. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ny selections are coming. 160 bucks for 16 games. wow. i love paying 10 bucks per game man. whatever. i wont even get to cats stage. last time i got in it was such a fluke. ohwells. takecare people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3036724822186827142?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3036724822186827142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3036724822186827142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3036724822186827142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3036724822186827142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-for-aia-today.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4565987900190464070</id><published>2007-11-16T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T02:53:17.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really really wanna clear things out with you. i just dont know how to. i mean. i cant just let this issue be and pretend nothing happened. someday we're gonna see each other. infact. its gonna be pretty soon and i dont want things to be so weird. i dont want our friends to feel weird and stuck in between this cold war. i have no idea how to talk to you anymore. as in. what other ways do i have. if you're not clean with me. i cant do anything about it. people tell me to leave things be. someday something will hit you big and you'll realise. then you'll come back and repent. i dont want that to happen. after all that's happened. i dont want us to go to the extent that i have to wait for something bad to hit you AGAIN. for you to realise. and its just not right. you've had too many things in the past. i have no idea how you would take it. and its immoral to wish this on someone. so what am i supposed to do. im seriously lost. i dont even know if i should start thinking about clearing stuff out with you in the first place. maybe its me. maybe its my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lost. im seriously lost. i want this to end soon. i just dont know what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4565987900190464070?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4565987900190464070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4565987900190464070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4565987900190464070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4565987900190464070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-really-really-wanna-clear-things-out.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4328710363600402422</id><published>2007-11-15T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:24:07.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KIM'S BACK!!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4328710363600402422?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4328710363600402422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4328710363600402422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4328710363600402422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4328710363600402422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/kims-back.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-112129982301897651</id><published>2007-11-14T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:53:12.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its my fault. i should have made sure you told him long ago. i should have told him if you didnt. i shouldnt have let you leave him hanging. i shouldnt have agreed to going out on tuesday. i shouldnt have said i wanted to pierce my ears. i shouldnt have agreed to let him bring me to causeway. i shouldnt have asked if you wanted to come. i shouldnt have agreed with him to go to tp cause we didnt know how to go causeway and since we're meeting you. i shouldnt have arranged to meet there at 10 cause we both woke up late. i should have found out what time the bio paper ends. i feel bad making him carry his heavy bag and standing on the bus to tp only to find out you werent going to causeway. i should have known you would not meet us even if you said you'll meet us at orchard later. i should have known you werent only with your classmates. i should have asked you more to bowl. i should have known you werent gonna bowl. i should have left with them before that irritating person came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry ong. its my fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-112129982301897651?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/112129982301897651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=112129982301897651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/112129982301897651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/112129982301897651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-my-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-8658070616024464631</id><published>2007-11-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:09:05.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-8658070616024464631?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8658070616024464631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=8658070616024464631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8658070616024464631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8658070616024464631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-to-get-my-ears-done-today.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1204683312261823570</id><published>2007-11-13T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:19:39.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omf. im so annoyed. adeline tay you're my saviour. thanks for helping me check out. set. we're going to orchard tower soon. YEAH MAN. that's it. freedom. IM GONNA GET MY ID. yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants me to buy stuff for them? haha. whatever it is. omg so pangsai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna goe to meet darylong for brakkfast.&lt;br /&gt;then we go to the toah payohh to meet the adeline tay.&lt;br /&gt;then we go to the causeway point to poke the ear. dont know for what.&lt;br /&gt;then we go kai kai go shawping. hailahaila. we go buy the fleshimp shirt ah.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes. then i go class partie. then the darylong go to the coe. then the adeline go to meet her friend and the gerald go his marder the shop for a while. hailahaila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go meet at rafflestownclub later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im gonna die. anyway. the bloody accent is stuck in my head. see luh. haha. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. reality check. people should stop trying to help me. im fine. i swear. thanks celine and denise. omg you two so scary. especially denise. i havent talked to her in AGES and then she suddenly asked me if i was okay. then cel came to ask me. to you two. im seriously fine. forget it. and denise. dont ruin your reputation. i swear you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who thinks my cousin is cool? NIC AND ADELINE BETTER. hongky leh. so pro please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair looks like fcuk. swap the 2nd and 3rd letter please. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1204683312261823570?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1204683312261823570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1204683312261823570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1204683312261823570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1204683312261823570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/omf.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3133641399949015525</id><published>2007-11-11T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:35:40.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. wtf. went for training. my bloody game is so disgusting please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i tell you. my mum is being a fucking bitch. i swear. she was supposed to help me buy my absolut. and she didnt. she thinks i cant get it myself. wtf. loser. i shall just get someone to help me buy. thanks ong. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENTON! haha. the small baby faced boy is now. a tall baby faced dude. haha. okay anyway. bowled with him and nick at training. oh and nic. then nic's friend had to move. sorry ): oh. then nic's boyfriend came along and she ended up bowling with him. HAHA. whoots. oh. i had to ask honpun to change lanes with me. thanks nick. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe we have mcqs tomorrow. i totally forgot i still have papers please. im like how into the holiday mood can. ohwells. on tuesday morning im gonna go orchard to buy my shirts. and then im gonna go pierce my double ear holes. heck im piercing 2 at once. omg. then only after the 16th can i bleach my hair. thanks PAE briefing. you're so not annoying me. bitch ass briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im gonna laugh looking at nick's outfit on tuesday. haha dude. GOTTA RUN! ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3133641399949015525?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3133641399949015525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3133641399949015525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3133641399949015525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3133641399949015525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg_11.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-140748102126025167</id><published>2007-11-11T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:32:46.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wells. going for training tomorrow. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to daryl ong now. eh nick you bitch. what happened to i'll call you back later. idiot. anyway. i really give up. nick was saying. its a matter of who you trust. i said you think i can trust the other one again? anyway. to you know who. i cleared your name (: ohwells. i really cant trust the other one anymore. seriously. why? cause. once bitten twice shy. for me its many times bitten. after this shy. thanks though. you've cried wolf too many times. for me to believe you. now i know. they're all lies. thanks for making me hate that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what goes around comes around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-140748102126025167?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/140748102126025167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=140748102126025167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/140748102126025167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/140748102126025167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-wells.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4193320336985534003</id><published>2007-11-10T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:47:45.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess all along, i never knew who you really are. after hearing all those stories. i realised you were a despo slut all along. you played. you lied. you cheated. you used my name. i gave you permission. but you used it to lie about affairs. FUCK this. okay. seriously. time and time again. i should have heeded friends' advice. see i used FRIENDS' not FRIEND'S. you gave clues to people. hints over and over. to lead to actions. then you tell me that they did those things and you had to oblige. god. how on earth did i believe you. i should have told him long ago. thank you for ignoring me and lying. such that i find out even more stuff about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're no better than paris hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not like you to say sorry&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting on a different story&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm mistaken&lt;br /&gt;for handing you a heart worth breaking&lt;br /&gt;and I've been wrong, i've been down,&lt;br /&gt;been to the bottom of every bottle&lt;br /&gt;these five words in my head&lt;br /&gt;scream "are we having fun yet?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations. my 100th post dedicated to her. fook this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4193320336985534003?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4193320336985534003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4193320336985534003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4193320336985534003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4193320336985534003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-guess-all-along-i-never-knew-who-you.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7563380753548944600</id><published>2007-11-09T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:45:56.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGGG I JUST FOUND OUT. GOSSIP GIRL EP 7 IS OUT ON TUDOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN!!! BLAKE LIVELY!!! WHOOTS. okay ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7563380753548944600?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7563380753548944600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7563380753548944600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7563380753548944600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7563380753548944600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/omggggg-i-just-found-out.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6635023842248319454</id><published>2007-11-09T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:40:48.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahh. went to bed at 5.45. at 6 i was half conscious and i heard my mum's alarm clock ringing followed by my bro shouting "IM AWAKE LUH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. woke up at 9+ to read messages. then i went back to sleep. at about 2. nic called. haha. oops. was supposed to meet her for lunch. anyway. showered and made my way down to holland v. then waited for her. anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at cold rock. and silly girl didnt finish her ice cream. ohwells. then we went to crystal jade. ordered loads of stuff. and i just broke my cokeless diet. shit. anyway. ate and talked about alot of retarded stuff. i cant type much today. tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to rtc after that. i played a few games and then decided to join uncle henry uncle chris and uncle bernard. gambled. haha. $2 for pool and $2 to person with most strikes. ohwells. i lost the first game. $4. then won the second game. $12 bucks. then the last game. i drew with 2 of them. so won $4. i earned. $12. yup. anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my story. cause stupid jeremy leong kept rushing me to move over to their lane. i smashed my left hand 4th finger. omg. its like. as swollen as my right last finger last time. omg. i cant type properly luh. took my how long to type this. anyway. its like bloated. like if i poke it it'll explode like last time. shit. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really screwed. i may have to go to the doc. omg. so much for winning money man. ass crap. anyway. while i was playing with them. due to the pressure of money issues. i bowled 191 236 and 202 for stepladder. plus the 30 pin handicap i got 659. which is a... 219.6 avg. excluding hdcp its 209.6. damn it. its like. shit. swear. god. its only a 1.6 pin more than the avg i was complaining about. and that day the 612. hmm. okay i improved. go chris. kick me off top. haha. aiyah. i bet im gonna drop. i dont mind. i dont know if they are gonna cut my hdcp for the finals. okay whatever. finger's damn pain. gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry people. bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;p.s. nic goh you better play. you can win the stepladder thing. trust me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6635023842248319454?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6635023842248319454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6635023842248319454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6635023842248319454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6635023842248319454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/rahh.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4119455908233365870</id><published>2007-11-09T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:00:39.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry kim. &lt;br /&gt;i tried helping.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry elaina and anthony.&lt;br /&gt;im a bitch and i wasted my time okay? you can hate me all you want and i know you will.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to everyone. for wasting your freaking time. okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how the heck im gonna survive at milo. maybe i shouldnt even go. i'll be wasting my time anyhow. screw life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4119455908233365870?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4119455908233365870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4119455908233365870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4119455908233365870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4119455908233365870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-sorry-kim.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-8449045321136848113</id><published>2007-11-09T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:50:14.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know why i even bother trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in really. isnt it obvious she has better friends than me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry the whole clique had to fall apart. i guess i have the lowest tolerance level. or maybe its just me. i get annoyed easily and i am okay after a short while. okay call me bitchy. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys can continue the group. for whatever groups please leaveout the Y. thanks. the Y can go and die and eat shit and rot. cause. Y is useless. yup. we all know that dont we. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. can my club people stop being such big mouths? omg how does news about the damn tournament spread so fast. its only been 8 hours and god knows how far the news went. whats the damn biggie. i won by bloody handicap. AGAIN. now they'll have even more excuse to keep cutting my hdcp. whats so good about that. and to all my club people. sorry i was a jackass. i really needed the top prize. so hence. the jumping. i mean. hello. i dropped from 2nd to 4th to 3rd and then yeah. fact that we finished first meant that i had to just wait for people to make mistakes. feeling's horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-8449045321136848113?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8449045321136848113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=8449045321136848113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8449045321136848113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8449045321136848113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-know-why-i-even-bother-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2016453581947190539</id><published>2007-11-08T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:28:54.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i cant believe it. everything's falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its expected. its around me. anything around me. falls apart. including MY OWN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friendships are falling apart (duhh like we dont know that). my friends' friendships are falling apart. notice i used FRIENDS' not FRIEND'S. bloody hell. and everyone around me are just burning out. doing stupid stuff. and i cant do shit about it. why cant i persuade ______ to stop doing ____ and _____ to stop _______. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can see it coming. know what? i dont wanna talk to alot of people anymore. this issue. im not gonna say anything about it. i dont want more shit. and i shall just coop it inside and whatever. like usual. what rubbish is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus. today's damn ass morning isnt really helping. and my whole family's being a bitch. oh wait. let me correct myself. my whole family's being MORE of a bitch. fuck the world okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my squash racket, squash ball, squash court, non-marking shoes. and ONE WHOLE DAY of activity. i doubt i can even get a new racket and shoes with the 300 i got today. oh wait. 270 since my dad's being a bitch and minusing 30 for god knows what fuck. and screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the fuck am i supposed to get. [in order of importance]&lt;br /&gt;jeans cause i grew fatter&lt;br /&gt;flesh imp shirts&lt;br /&gt;new bowling shoes&lt;br /&gt;new bowling bag&lt;br /&gt;guitar&lt;br /&gt;money to spend at milo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could would want money to BUY my way into acjc. apparently alot of people buy their ways into schools. just not me. im sorry im not rich enough. an yea. some cheap bastard hasnt even given me the money to pay uncle philip for milo. hes like what if what if. what if his fucking head ah. wtf. i actually solved my own transportation myself. and everything. during my o's. WTF did he help to contribute huh. and its his fucking fault i never played under 15. why? what the fuck happened last year? and now i get some fucked up com that so fucking lousy. how worth it is everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather be dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2016453581947190539?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2016453581947190539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2016453581947190539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2016453581947190539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2016453581947190539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3272504563599767899</id><published>2007-11-08T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:13:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yuck. i cant stand it. some people keep winnning by handicap. its damn effing gay. and its damn cheat and cheapo also. pisses people off. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the deepavali 9pintap at raffles today.&lt;br /&gt;255 231 205 193 163 246 229 220 +64 pin handicap.&lt;br /&gt;total 1806 avg 226 (218 without handicap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how retarded. if i bowled a 218 scratch average at my club im not very happy already. somemore bowl 218 average with 9 pin tap. HOW GAY IS THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not writing my position down. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! i shall go finish reading my book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3272504563599767899?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3272504563599767899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3272504563599767899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3272504563599767899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3272504563599767899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/yuck.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-563015503776692497</id><published>2007-11-07T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:14:58.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yuck yuck yuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bowled at raffles today. wanted to train for tomorrow's thing. found out about that new stepladder thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowled. first game 199. damn gay. till 6th frame my game was 79 luh. i had to bag home. to get 199. -.-&lt;br /&gt;second day i bowled a 216 cant remember how it was.&lt;br /&gt;third game i bowled like. 167. yeah. it was a 13 something on the nineth frame. then i counted and i needed 160 so i bagged 2 then dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;and when i was playing my last game. the 22+ one. after that mq. i spared 4 10. damn tyco. but heck. YAY. haha. nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. hope on the real stepladder day i dont get knocked out in the first round due to some stupid problem or something. rarr. anyway. hope i can get something tomorrow. i'll die if i dont. i swear i need the money man. godd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i say about rich enough? this is so an example. ohwells. pressure's on. game on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-563015503776692497?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/563015503776692497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=563015503776692497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/563015503776692497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/563015503776692497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/yuck-yuck-yuck.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6432896205245280682</id><published>2007-11-06T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:46:02.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck my screwed up brains.&lt;br /&gt;fuck my blind eyes. &lt;br /&gt;fuck my impulsion to start on the damn 1st question.&lt;br /&gt;fuck my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after o's are over. im making a new blog new add new everything. no one reads my blog anyway. yeah. great. finally back to being myself. a loner. i wont givealot of people my url. no point. dont tell me to tell you when i blog. cause thats so stupid. whats the point of blogging if i have to tell you when i blogged. might as well keep things to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6432896205245280682?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6432896205245280682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6432896205245280682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6432896205245280682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6432896205245280682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/fuck-my-screwed-up-brains.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-5226454242344658823</id><published>2007-11-05T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:19:02.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am in no bloody mood to do any shit.&lt;br /&gt;there's freaking barley traces on my macbeth book. thanks to someone who obviously wants me to fail.&lt;br /&gt;totally spoilt my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe partially because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. i really dont see how things can be the same.&lt;br /&gt;in times of critical-lest crisis then conversation is actually possible.&lt;br /&gt;then the fun is there.&lt;br /&gt;when things were back to the "normal" days. i guess the friendship wont be normal anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if im right to say that everything changed on that day.&lt;br /&gt;that turning point.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is. im lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're gone from here &lt;br /&gt;And soon you will disappear &lt;br /&gt;Fading into beautiful light&lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody's changing&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-5226454242344658823?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5226454242344658823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=5226454242344658823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5226454242344658823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5226454242344658823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-in-no-bloody-mood-to-do-any-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7100181946982068417</id><published>2007-11-05T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:33:04.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man. i knew i should have done venice. how can i help it? im too lazy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did sustaining and governance and thank god it came out. i just hope i dont die cause of the last question. i couldnt remember the last point besides environmental and socio-political unrest. it was damn ass economic slowdown. how can i forget that. its the first and most important point. RARR. so since i was like. okay. extensive. alot of countries. so i crapped out competition from other countries. NO CHOICE RIGHT. ass. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sbq answers were a whole load of crap too. haha. forget it. i'll just TRY to do well for lit tomorrow. maybe if i'm lucky i'll pass. YAY. come here lady luck. you know you want to (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. my mummy's being nice. she bought me the original rubik's cube and munchy donuts. WHEEE. the oreo one, the rainbow sprinkles one and the cocopops one. YUM. okay. ongyingxin you're growing EVEN FATTER. stop binge-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more dumb ass papers. 4 more papers to fail. YEAH!. bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid gossip girl ep 7 isnt out yet. AHHHHH. deprived deprived. i shall go buy the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to train for thursday's thing. i hope i win some money man. goshh. 40 people. might as well murder me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder to myself. WISH KIM HAPPY BIRTHDAY AT 12MN!!! okay. yay. i reminded myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taugay needs a financial advisor. who volunteers? not MISS TAY AN-TING. my money'll go missing to some garlic bread shop. haha. i shall start planning my spendings. after studying lit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA RUN PEOPLE! omg. speaking of running. i need to run. like literally. the calorie intake. GASP! okay nevermind. bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7100181946982068417?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7100181946982068417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7100181946982068417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7100181946982068417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7100181946982068417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/man_05.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4360408055225105256</id><published>2007-11-05T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:34:32.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man. watching gossip girl made me think about the materialistic society. everyone wants to be rich. to me? there are two types of rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the really rich people. i mean everyone can testify. some people in mg are such bitches and everyone knows. even their so called friends bitch about them. we dont see them stop hanging out with these rich people. no point even warning the rich people about their superficial friends. all you get is just a confrontation by them to their friends. and with their friends saying "no i didnt" there we go. you lied. this is one type of rich. i dont wanna be. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy being. rich enough. you know. like. the type where you can just freely buy stuff that you really need. not going on a shopping spree. but buying really nice stuff you really wanted. and to live a happy life. really rich people would find this life a poor life. ever tried living mine? where you have to actually plan before buying stuff. whether you'd have enough balance for an emergency situation. having your parents worry over money issues and make you feel bad. whats that for you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at how two people two worlds apart can cross [dan and serena] plus they're fantastically appealing. anyway. back to my point. i think its really nice how serena can like. pay for the stuff on her date without telling dan and stuff. and you know. like. not acting all princessy. enjoying HIS lifestyle. obviously. we all know that doesnt happen in real life. how often do you have bitchy rich people not prick it in your face that they're rich and you're not. how often do you have them actually think about your situation. how often do you have people better-off in terms of finance and not consider your financial situation. asking you to go to rich places where you cant deny and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD LIKE TO SAY THAT IM NOT AGAINST RICH PEOPLE. IM ONLY AGAINST THE FACT THAT CERTAIN RICH PEOPLE LIKE TO BE JACKASSES. AND THE SHOW IS REALLY NICE. ITS SHOWING SUCH A WANTED CINDERELLA LIKE STORYLINE. WHERE MONEY DOESNT MATTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. serena is hot. i swear. in episode 6 you'll see. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4360408055225105256?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4360408055225105256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4360408055225105256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4360408055225105256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4360408055225105256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/man.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1623337954468040077</id><published>2007-11-04T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T14:21:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. i am obsessed with gossip girl. GOSH. and BLAKE LIVELY is damn hot. who disagrees. HUH? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. man the frenzy changes from one tree hill to prison break to ugly betty to GOSSIP GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that doesnt mean i dont like the previous ones. idol obsessions moved from chadmichaelmurray and brookedavis to wentworthmiller to [no one in ugly betty. maybe... nevermind] and now its. blakelively and edwestwick is quite hot too. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so depressing. had training today. taugay won like. 2 dollars i think. haha. gay thing. damn lucky. anyway. that strike game is fun. PLAY IT MORE! haha. anyway. nic goh mei ni didnt bring my letter. thanks luh. loser. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1623337954468040077?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1623337954468040077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1623337954468040077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1623337954468040077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1623337954468040077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7260646252492087828</id><published>2007-11-04T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:07:33.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear. ss is on monday. and lit is on tuesday. i wish mrs choo wont be in school on either day. that way. i wont die before lit or geog on wednesday. RARR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i just look at a poem or prose now. and not have any emotions at all. especially poems. GOSH. normally it'll just flush. and those are normally the portions that save my ass. great. now my ass is in jeopardy. anyone wanna go bribe cambridge examiners? nahh. guess not. DUHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway. yesterday i talked to nick and nic and jer over the phone. as usual. nic left early. so there was peace. then we chatted for a while and then jer left. cause she had training the next day. then i went to shower. cause some ass still doesnt allow the aircon in the living room to be turned on. came back and that gay fag called me again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh nick. what happened to "i wont sing high pitched songs. NOT TODAY" yeah right. backside ah. after like. 5 minutes. what happen? huh! went to sleep after a while cause i was damn bored. said i'd wake up at 9 to study. oopps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at. 1pm today. haha. oops. anyway. oh yeah. forgot to mention. as you all know. a bored shit's been playing maple. and that bored shit is me. some incident happened. some bitch twitter. god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me to everyone: " ANYONE WANNA BUY SUMMONING ROCKS?! "&lt;br /&gt;she replied thinking i was talking to her " euu tiink mii niid izit? -.- "&lt;br /&gt;me: " uhm. can you not type like that? very irritating. like nsk like that. "&lt;br /&gt;her: " cant izit? "&lt;br /&gt;*silence for a while and i was about to let the matter rest when...*&lt;br /&gt;her: " you jealous arhh ? " &lt;--THE LAST STRAW&lt;br /&gt;me: " WHY THE HELL WOULD I BE JEALOUS THAT YOU ARE IN A NEIGHBOURHOOD SCHOOL? I'D DIE IF I WERE THERE. IN FACT. I WOULD RATHER DIE THAN TO GO THERE. "&lt;br /&gt;her: " wat skuu euu in? "&lt;br /&gt;me: " I DONT NEED TO TELL YOU! IN FACT. ITS ONE OF THE TOP SCHOOLS SO DEFINATELY ITS BETTER THAN YOURS. "&lt;br /&gt;her: " HAHA. if euu iin top skuu i no niid 2 go 2 skuu derr worxx. "&lt;br /&gt;me: " DUH YOU DONT! IT DOESNT MAKE A DIFF. STILL STUPID ANYHOW. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she finally shut up and left. absurd woman. i mean seriously. the fact that she kept quite was fine. at first. but what the heck. YOU JEALOUS ARH? is so freaking egoistic and that line is so passe. i'd kill her if she was to be like the previous nsk i met last time as well. who thought movealong by all american rejects was new cause it just had its debut on the radio. and yeah. he didnt believe it was from the same album as dirty little secret. come on. ever stopped to think that the album of dirty little secret. is MOVE ALONG! omg. asswipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i sound really anti-nsk. face it. almost all mg people are. they just dont show it. even if its not towards the behaviour side. its the studies side. which mg girl doesnt think they're gonna score cause nsk would push the bell curve towards the left ( towards 0 ). anyway. yeah. its fact. actually. come to think of it. its more of the typical mg girl. those who normally score fine. definately not me. i think the nsks are gonna kill me for certain stuff. hearing from nick whos friends are doing really well. ohwells. and they so killed me for chinese. and i had to look at stupid chinese again on wednesday. WHYY. nevermind. anyway. i still dont like that girl's egoism. actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows that i was hated like mad in sec 1. reason. i was hell ass egoistic and pissed people off like crazy. actually i grew to realise. how simple comments like " so simple also you dont know?! " and that wtf you're damn dumb face and voice. can be so damn insensitive and lose you a whole lot of friends. no one actually told me that i was egoistic last time. actually. one. during that time but DUHH i didnt believe her. sorry ailin ): cause i guess egoistic people just have heads too big and bloated that they're too busy gloating to absorb your comment. i realised about the egoistic thingy. cause. over 3 years. i got pissed when people did that to me. and im like okay no wonder people did that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i dont really like going to school for o's. cant i isolate myself from the world. and come back after results?! i mean seriously. how demoralising is it if you always have people making insensitive comments like "OMG THE PAPER WAS SO BLOODY EASY." and that everyone's gonna score but you dont seem to notice the people around you who beg to differ right? sheesh. you may say everything is easy but i tell you if you were to do badly [ im not cursing anyone ] you'd be sorry cause people you indirectly insulted may do better. so omg. HINT HINT NICK! A1 for chinese. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7260646252492087828?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7260646252492087828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7260646252492087828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7260646252492087828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7260646252492087828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-7991307741551130650</id><published>2007-11-01T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:41:48.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holy cow. haha. you're looking at a post by someone who slept for.&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll* 12 hours. yup. 12 solid hours. actually with disturbances in between waking me up. i guess i can sleep super long when i have amazingly weird dreams and my conscience is telling me to sleep till it ends. haha. so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i talked to nick till like 11.40 then i decided to take a nap for a while. till 12. and i woke up to wish jo HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (: then i went back to nap again. and at 12.40 i woke up to finish my 'dinner'. haha. then i was super tired i told nick i was gonna sleep and then i went to sleep. so yeah. you can count. i woke up at 3 (: actually at like 6+ cause my mum thought i was going to go to school and since shes not talking to me for god knows what reason. she throw something at me. and then i shouted IM NOT GOING TO SCHOOL LUH! then she left. then at like. dont know what time. cause nick called but then i was damn tired so i went back to sleep. at 3 i woke up and called him back. see i return calls unlike some people right NIC? notice the absence of a K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yeah. nick was like OMG YOU JUST WOKE UP?! IT'S LIKE FREAKING 3!!! okay go eat your breakfast or whatever. thanks idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-7991307741551130650?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7991307741551130650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=7991307741551130650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7991307741551130650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/7991307741551130650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/holy-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1365478034596540236</id><published>2007-10-30T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:36:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RARR! had emath today. FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. ate munchy donuts. yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;yingxin's growing into a FATTER mama. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway. kudos to nick who forgot to wake me up. thanks luh. what if i was late huh! omf. and who called me like. after napping. and 10 mins later went to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to united square to meet adeline. nick and david were supposed to come. then asses went to play socccer. HUH! whalao. daryl came. anyway. yeah. walked around with adeline before that. went to toys r' us. YEAH. shit i couldnt believe i didnt bring money. there were so many tempting stuff. like. the rubik's cube KEYCHAIN. and the rubik's cube itself. and this DAMN FUCKING NICE spongebob cushion thingy. GOD. ask adeline. and daryl. and you two can stop laughing at me thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeline is officially anorexic. how can anyone go to subway and NOT EAT ANYTHING. ass. i cant believe im the only one playing deepavali now. shit.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. that girl practically walked right past me at the mrt station in novena haha. celine can witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. sorry about the whole thing. really. man i wish things could be like normal. hopefully it is now. i dont know if that person's reading it. i dont know if she knows im talking about her. anyway. HI ADELINE TAY! okay anyway. yeah. i hope everything's okay. seriously. as in. your own stuff. and yeah. our stuff. BFFs yeah? &lt;3 okay anyway. takecare. all the best for other papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminicing the old days.&lt;br /&gt;Great&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Yet&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally&lt;br /&gt;Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. takecare everyone! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1365478034596540236?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1365478034596540236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1365478034596540236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1365478034596540236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1365478034596540236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/rarr-had-emath-today.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6833840979459146026</id><published>2007-10-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:35:09.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more failed subject down. actually 2 today. damn i almost forgot my entryproof once today. before math. haha thanks cheryl's grandmummy for helping us buy charsiewrice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to nick nic ade ong just now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to elaina and kim online now. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid ass nick went to nap [ more like sleep his ass off cause he told me he'll wake up at 11-ish and hes not awake yet. bitch. haha ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid ass nic went to sleep too. at NINE. 9. JIU. GAU. SEMBILAN. omg. NINE. cannot believe it please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ong went to study. so did ade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG TOMORROW NICK YOU BETTER GO EAT MUNCHY DONUTS. dont leave me alone again. horrible you know you. basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drag david or something. okay ciao. time to be cheena. and PHYSICAL. YEAH. whatthef. that sounded damn wrong. everyone please go read this issue of lime. the linkin park cover. its quite INTERESTING. yeah. the last part on the help columns are KICK ASS FUNNY. haha. bye people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6833840979459146026?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6833840979459146026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6833840979459146026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6833840979459146026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6833840979459146026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeah-man-one-more-failed-subject-down.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4714134183545825399</id><published>2007-10-28T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T16:48:04.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what the fuck. oh my god im fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is her damn problem. her hand is damn fucking itchy. didnt i say not to touch my stuff till after o's. now everything's messed up and im not gonna study. BITCH. where the fuck am i supposed to find my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dont do well for emaths english physics chem geog and chinese cause i cant find my notes. SHE CAN FUCK OFF. bloody bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yesterday went to kimseng to bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowled like shit. went for training on saturday cause NICHOLETTEGOH insisted i go on saturday instead of sunday. jer and elaina were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited SUPER long for their training to end. then went to great world to eat subway. i like subway club. okay nevermind. anyway. nic had to leave so jer elaina and i walked around. we were like walking everywhere. like seriously. at the gifts shop thingy looking at cute toys. haha. and to best denki looking at appliances?! and then to i wanna go home. and playing with electronic dustbins and nice ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. sorry im in a damn pissed mood now. im not in any mood whatsoever to blog thanks to her. like i early in the morning wake up to see my things gone. thanks bitch. see i told nick long ago. TRUE ENOUGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4714134183545825399?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4714134183545825399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4714134183545825399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4714134183545825399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4714134183545825399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3158501946113492952</id><published>2007-10-27T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:45:43.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man.. just came back from raffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. ask chris hwang how badly i bowled. haha. sorry dude. i went late. yeah. just realised the deepavali event is like. PACKED. fully. damn. last place. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. im not playing doubles. wheee. haha.. our plan failed. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited with chris for his mummy. then went down to bowl again. haha. chatted for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowled like pangsai again. like. 18+ 19+ then dont know what. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for training tomorrow i can cheong emath on sunday. and so i wont be so bored. on sunday nic isnt having training. so i'll be the lone bowler there. as in. i dont really talk to anyone else. rarr. so i'll be at kimseng. kinda miss that place (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. i realised i got loads of errors. omg let me destress. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG EZBEL TAY! remember our post exam activities?! set okay! haha. YAYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn im damn bored. STUPID NICHOLAS LIM! take so bloody long to call. rarr. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im gonna stop. if not the post will be damn long. with me crapping my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. act twiit act twiit. i bet im gonna fail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaiixbuaiix. iie hUii Miiss eUu d3rrh w0RxXx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3158501946113492952?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3158501946113492952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3158501946113492952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3158501946113492952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3158501946113492952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/man.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2231013417435572556</id><published>2007-10-23T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T22:46:41.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. im gonna die. haha. god knows how many careless mistakes i made. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna tell me the paper is easy. can f.o. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i dont think it was that easy. be more humble. for all you know you could have tonnes of careless mistakes. or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT PAYS TO BE LESS EGO. EGO IS GOOD. BUT EXCESSIVE EGOISM HELPS YOU LOSE FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know someone who agrees with me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell. im gonna die. chem. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PopularScientistCAnMakeAZooInTheLessHumidCountriesMoreSatisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;Potassium.Sodium.Calcium.Magnesium.Aluminium.Zinc.Iron.Tin.Lead.Hydrogen.Copper.Mercury.Silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBRingClayForOurNewHouse.&lt;br /&gt;iodine.bromine.chlorine.flourine.oxygen.nitrogen.hydrogen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! okay nevermind. thats like damn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amphoteric oxides- ZAP. Zn, Al, Pb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soluble carbonates &amp;amp; phosphates- SAP. sodium,ammonium,potassium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insoluble chlorides- PA. Pb, Ag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soluble hydroxides and oxides- KNSCB. K,Na,Sr,Ca,Ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insoluble sulphates- LCB. Lead, Calcium, Barium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE PEOPLE! chem-F9 YEAHHH!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kickass baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2231013417435572556?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2231013417435572556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2231013417435572556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2231013417435572556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2231013417435572556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6983256448940667671</id><published>2007-10-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T21:35:44.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amath was. okay let me find the adjective. uhm. DO-ABLE. nahh. FAIL-ABLE. YEAH MAN. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt know how to do quite abit. example. the damn cosine graph thingy. and the differentiation question. the last part. yup. FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway. guess what i had for dinner. [in order of consumption]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 black pepper chicken steak, 2 pieces of sushi, 1 can of coke, 1 packet of seaweed, 1 plate of rice with portions of vege and meat, 1 slice of chocolate gateau cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im growing fat. no wait. FATTER. eff. and now im still hungry. oh mind you. my dinner was consumed in an hour. WHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im gonna do abit of amath. 1 paper 2 and then i'll do chem (: no wait. chem first. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;why? cause that bitch nicholette goh. OMG. ask me to call her then she never pick up. whatthehell. tsktsk. DIE YOU. haha. PONTIANAK BEHIND YOU. dont look! YOU SCREAM YOU DIE! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. forgot to mention how im dead tomorrow. what's definately gonna come out tomorrow. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;permutations and combinations&lt;br /&gt;binomial&lt;br /&gt;relative velocity&lt;br /&gt;kinematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! i hope the give more questions on remainderfactortheorem. and trigo. cause those are MANAGEABLE. heck. actually. doesnt matter. and i found out i actually need 40 points to go ite. what happened to 9x6. NOOOOOOO. horrible. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao. dont miss me. i know you wont (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6983256448940667671?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6983256448940667671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6983256448940667671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6983256448940667671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6983256448940667671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/amath-was.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4094996130133012262</id><published>2007-10-21T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:41:24.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #cccccc 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #cccccc 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #cccccc 1px solid; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #cccccc 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/dj1.swf" width="132" height="138" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="autoPlay=yes&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/9d1ac43b-1dfc-4bd8-b0a6-df3192bbc5e6&amp;amp;theName=Pitt Bull ft Lil John - Toma&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 11px" valign="bottom" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000000" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/9d1ac43b-1dfc-4bd8-b0a6-df3192bbc5e6/Pitt-Bull-ft-Lil-John---Toma/?widget=flash_player_dj"&gt;Pitt Bull ft Lil J...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4094996130133012262?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4094996130133012262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4094996130133012262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4094996130133012262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4094996130133012262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/pitt-bull-ft-lil-j.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-4036778316049873089</id><published>2007-10-20T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T02:53:46.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually you know what? i think it's just me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you from day one not to talk to retards like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. guess i just screwed up one more friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw bowling. screw o's. screw my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-4036778316049873089?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4036778316049873089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=4036778316049873089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4036778316049873089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/4036778316049873089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/actually-you-know-what-i-think-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-5980749977118334293</id><published>2007-10-19T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:02:19.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how would you know that post was about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WASNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe for 2 seconds in your life. you'll feel how we felt. deceived. why? cause its bloody obvious dont you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely 10 calls you made that were missed and you give up and cant be bothered. ever counted my missed calls and sms-es that were mostly important and urgent that did not deserve even an sms asking what was going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM we have a familiar situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently. i can tell you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first few calls you gave me. i was not feeling well at all. and i was pissed cause i spoilt my phone. the next day you called. i was damn pissed with you for the sms you sent with the same old excuse and i know the 'truth' in it. so i didnt pick up. the next day i decided that if you'd call i'd pick up. but! i was studying and my phone rang TWICE. before i could pick it up. 1 missed call. so i was supposed to call you back huh! great. and you send me a message saying you this you that. giving your phone back and all. whatever happened to you only managed to see my messages when your phone was left on the table?! so you gave your phone back and you failed to see that people tell me you message them the next day saying you just got your phone back after you told me you were giving it back?! god. 3 lies co-existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you still can tell people that i can go ahead and book and what not. look. if i didnt. and i waited for you. okay put it this way. if i didnt go with nick and trix to ac and was supposed to meet you only. was i supposed to wait at ac or subway for 4 hours to know you wont show up?! same thing here. am i supposed to wait till what? the day before everyone leaves for you to tell me you cant go. or what? tell me now you can go and i arrange with you everything and then you back out. i dont think so. and you keep telling me to arrange it. you think its so easy if i dont know the plan or everything? how many damn times did i need to explain it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandy doesnt read my blog so i can write it here. no matter how much sometimes mandy may be abit stupid and all. you hate her for f? i mean i heard about your past and stuff. but hey. shes perfectly fine with you believe it or not. and you hate her for everything. and you dont wanna bowl just cause shes there?! come on. you're in bowling. shes in bowling. what are the odds you wont see each other ever again?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really dont like the idea of the whole being chased thing. im sorry but im quite a sensitive person. if i put myself in their shoes. i'd die. dont you think it's mean and all. for the thrill. my god. you said they enjoy it but hello. it maybe only some. not all guys are the same you know. it may be just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know how to trust you right now. heck. after reading the message. chances are. bye bye 4 months and 8 days of friendship. yes. i guess everything changed after the whole mistrust issue. yeah. dont worry. i read that message over 50 times. so even now my phone's dead. i still remember how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey. no i wasnt pissed. i just think it's quite irritating that everytime infront of my juniors you say that i flirt i do this i do that. next time you wanna ruin my reputation infront of my juniors. dont do it in front of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry. i wont even try. but thanks alot for knowing that i would do such a thing. it helped alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretend i never existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry. you wont have a parasite in your life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. one more thing. the drifting bit. i actually saw it coming. believe it or not. cause you told me you were once in the popular clique and now you're not cause you fought with beatrice. but hey. you guys are in the same class. i expected you two to go back on good terms. im right. now that you are. guess you wont wanna talk to this loserish doof anymore. so yeah. only one thing that i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THNKS FR TH MMRS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even think shes gonna read it. to everyone. i think you know who im talking about. if you do. tell her to read my blog. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-5980749977118334293?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5980749977118334293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=5980749977118334293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5980749977118334293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5980749977118334293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-would-you-know-that-post-was-about.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2568430754943251371</id><published>2007-10-17T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:47:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Apologise - Timbaland ft. One Republic &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hearing what you say&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;But wait...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around and say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;(But that's nothing new)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue&lt;br /&gt;And you say&lt;br /&gt;Sorry like the angel heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Woahooo woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU GUYS THINK THIS SUITS THINGS ALOT? hmm. to me it does. hell yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2568430754943251371?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2568430754943251371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2568430754943251371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2568430754943251371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2568430754943251371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/apologise-timbaland-ft.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6874042782132154068</id><published>2007-10-17T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T11:49:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry dear blog. after a long time, i may have to abandon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i just realised. i started this blog when i first knew her right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i dont really know her anymore. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh. another reason is cause of o's. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cant take her lies anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt she realises that there are 2 people who can call her bluff right now. but we dont want to do that. i guess we're waiting for her to realise that her lies cannot carry on. one lie after another to cover up one or two mistakes. isnt it a bother for her? i shall see how many more lies she can come up with. it's becoming overrated. seriously. its hard to believe her when she says shes not lying anymore. whatever. i cant be bothered. im used to it. my friends come and go. lie and go. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is. bye. gotta go mug geog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6874042782132154068?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6874042782132154068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6874042782132154068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6874042782132154068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6874042782132154068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorry-dear-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-8936632337115589493</id><published>2007-10-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:09:00.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GIVE UP! i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly. i cant study to save my life. can someone slap me if i digress please. like.. now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just the stuff bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how HER excuses are getting really old. and how SHE drags things and SHE lies. thinking i wont get hurt that way. maybe SHE'S wrong. maybe SHE should just open her mouth and tell the truth. and maybe SHE should go for a talk on responsibility. it would really help HER in the near future when she works. she can't possibly arrange meetings and tell them suddenly that SHE cant go. like seriously. or maybe SHE is just like everyone else. i guess i was wrong about HER. guess SHE is just another one who hates me on the inside. but talks to me and then bitches about what i say. well done. SHE got me fooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stressing over the milo thingy isn't helping me any more. on a lighter note. thanks to ELAINA and GREG for helping me with my transport issue thingy. thanks loads. really helped me to save more time to revise work and stuff. &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime. im really starting my ignored count. for those who don't really get it. its a count whereby i count the number of people who ignore me. so far. now. its uhm. 2. if i wanna include that day when my brother dao-ed me for the sake of dao-ing me. its 3. okay fine. it's 2. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. back to studying. hopefully i can get through this. i really don't want to go back to mg and collect horrible results after 10 years. PSLE wasn't that bad thankfully. don't wanna spoil everything now. and i don't wanna drag the whole school's standard down. okay work hard ongyingxin. PLEASE DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. thanks to nicholette goh for helping me destress over the past few days too. don't worry. i didn't forget you. (: and i owe you a birthday present remember? oh  yeah. and i'm only gonna touch mobtv after o's. YAY. thanks loads for that too (: METAMORPHOSIS!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-8936632337115589493?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8936632337115589493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=8936632337115589493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8936632337115589493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8936632337115589493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-give-up-i-really-do.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-793343807601271588</id><published>2007-10-15T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:24:10.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI MY NAME IS ONGYINGXIN. PLEASE IGNORE ME. I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DO THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either that or you can just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TELL ME WHATTHEFISH IS GOING ON?!&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/65912099094631750-793343807601271588?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/793343807601271588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=793343807601271588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/793343807601271588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/793343807601271588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi-my-name-is-ongyingxin.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-8913631438110557505</id><published>2007-10-08T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:45:14.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck. im not going for milo anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not my fucking problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he ever reads this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt assume that i can follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. screw bowling. screw studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just kill myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-8913631438110557505?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8913631438110557505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=8913631438110557505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8913631438110557505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/8913631438110557505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3414863228643638693</id><published>2007-10-02T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:24:41.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay whatever. i know this is crazy and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like rather obvious that this is a situation where..&lt;br /&gt;"new broom sweeps clean"&lt;br /&gt;actually its old instead of new. but seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;should have seen it coming man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how much i cant stand people.&lt;br /&gt;who brush their friends aside for new ones.&lt;br /&gt;or even for normal friends. &lt;br /&gt;i mean you dont forgo friends as and when you like it.&lt;br /&gt;its not nice at all by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. screwed up shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nice spreading nonsense. tell one more fucking person and i swear you can fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw. i cant believe i missed my 9 o clock show. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3414863228643638693?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3414863228643638693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3414863228643638693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3414863228643638693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3414863228643638693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3181027623217770722</id><published>2007-10-01T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T23:52:03.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>show you guys some funny thing i saw on jer's blog. HAHA. thanks jer &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application Form for joining Secret Society Gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the IR has been approved, the underworld is looking for recruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one - CHAP SAR TIAM SECRET SOCIETY, a Geylang-based organization for youth, is now recruiting members to fulfill a tender they are submitting to the new casi- no, sorry, sorry, integrated resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please fill in the form below and mail to:&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Chao Ah Beng&lt;br /&gt;Membership Officer&lt;br /&gt;Chap Sar Tiam Secret Society&lt;br /&gt;69 Geylang Lorong 69&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 696969&lt;br /&gt;Reference code: chapsartiam.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPLICATION FOR MEMBERSHIP IN CHAP SAR TIAM SECRET SOCIETY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NRIC No.: _________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Surname: __________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. First name: (please X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Benson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Samson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hamson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Janson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Other: _________________ (if not ! ending in son? please explain why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chinese Name: Ah __________(if not beginning with Ah? please explain why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Age: [ ] Under 35 [ ] Lau Beng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sex: [ ] M [ ] F [ ] at Geylang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Length of Last Fingernail: ________ (cm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ability to squat for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] more than 2 hours (wah, steady!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hairstyle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Spiky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dyed with streaks of blond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dyed with streaks of red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Two strands dangling in front of eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kana mop like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Perm (please state which saloon in JB you went) ____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tattoo of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hello Kitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Work experience: (please X all that apply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] KTV Lounge Bouncer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Snooker Hall Attendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Unlicensed Contractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Freelance debt collector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Unlicensed bookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dispute Resolution and Settlement Professional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Unemployed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Spouse's Name: _________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Spouse's Name: _________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Spouse's Name: (the one in Batam, that one)_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover's Name: _________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Lover's Name: (Lorong 69, that pooi-pooi one)_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Number of children living in household: ____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of children living in foster care: ____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of children that are actually yours: ____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Mother's Name: _________________________ (If not sure, leave blank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Father's Name: _________________________ (If not sure, leave blank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Education: (Circle how many years it took you to finish primary school) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 9 10 11 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Ability to swear: (please X all that apply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Malay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tamil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cantonese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rude hand gestures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Service performed in previous secret society:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Leadership/Tua Tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Junior management/Suay Tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Physical activities/Hooting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dispute Resolution and settlement/Cham Siong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lookout/Kuah Chui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your application, please also enclose sample of blood (need not be your own).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3181027623217770722?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3181027623217770722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3181027623217770722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3181027623217770722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3181027623217770722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/show-you-guys-some-funny-thing-i-saw-on.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3979618989595338891</id><published>2007-09-30T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T20:51:43.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw this. i so knew it. since when do defending champions win the next round again anyway. great i wasted my life again. omg. what kind of idiot has games like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;179 179 185 180 134 144 165 228.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus! my 2 lowest games were on my 280 lane. 1&amp;amp;2. screw luhhhh. plus my handicap my avg is 184 instead of 174. and i lost to kokguan by pin diff. his is 53 and mine's 94. like please. who has that high pin difference. and grats to chris too. though you lost to francis teo by pindiff. think about it. its not really your fault. you had like total -24 and he had total +40. relax. and your 263 was bloody nice. i saw you striking and i was like OKAY dont play. i need my 200. haha. thanks. anyway. sorry lynal. the 1 pin. was really lucky. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and can someone please kick me off top for the year one. CHRISHWANG! hint hint. bloodyyy. i dont want my hdcp to be minused luhh. lousy enough already can. basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw. im like. not studying. and im stupid enough. and my absolut isnt really helping me more. i think its making things worse. and i dont think i can go for milo anymore. cause some people cant confirm and i think they already made arrangements. fuck. aiyah. too lousy anyway. whatever. i hate it when people do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. its elaina's birthday in 3 hours + and yeah here. SHOUTOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey elaina! thanks for being there for me and giving me some advice and stuff even when i first knew you. yeah. my goodness. dont keep looking down on yourself and praising me like crazy. im not pro luhh. trust me. you're way better. in terms of consistency and style and everything. and hey. your teammates dont despise you. unlike mine. you're better overall. yupp. takecare. study hard. and i'll see you soon i guess. (: &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-3979618989595338891?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3979618989595338891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=3979618989595338891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3979618989595338891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/3979618989595338891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/screw-this.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6612037150434616372</id><published>2007-09-29T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T03:16:37.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIC! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. arent you happy? you're finally 15. HAHA. notice i didnt disturb you with something this time. (: anyway. im happy i actually added you on friendster cause i was like. who's this weird rg girl? HAHA. okay anyway. i know you've been having problems in school but yeah. hey. ignore them alright? who needs friends like those? you have better friends. like US (: anytime you need help feel free to look for me yeah? im always here &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and stop looking down on yourself saying you're lousier than me. im not pro okay. you're wayy better. dont look down on yourself. and you know you can make it big someday. believe in yourself. (: im sure uncle laksa would agree. haha. thanks for making my sunday trainings a ton more interesting than it was. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard and takecare! i love you nicholette goh! &lt;3 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6612037150434616372?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6612037150434616372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6612037150434616372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6612037150434616372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6612037150434616372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-nic-3-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-118174167281434223</id><published>2007-09-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:07:39.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay screw my life. seriously. i really gave up on myself already.&lt;br /&gt;all three parts of my life are screwed. bowling's freaked. studies are hopeless. my friends are drifting.&lt;br /&gt;what can i do now?&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those i've helped. i hope it made a difference. doubt it did though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never would want to know why people seem different online than in person.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because they dont wanna let their friends know they talk to someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;im a failure after all. and since online life is private. who would know?&lt;br /&gt;to you people. im sorry that you had to know someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry. i dont blame you. i understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-118174167281434223?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/118174167281434223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=118174167281434223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/118174167281434223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/118174167281434223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-screw-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2533610094959687693</id><published>2007-09-21T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:50:57.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; i swear shes bad and she knows.</title><content type='html'>OMG I HAVENT BLOGGED IN THE LONGEST TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omf i hate that bitch in my class. for the last time. if i wanted to talk to her. i'd turn les. wtf. i wasnt even talking to her in the first place and she was answering me. disgusting piece of shit. who cares if shes pro in that damn subject. admit it. shes not even supposed to be in my class if she was pro. im sorry luh. but baby its fact. and hey. who cares about cheena. im retaking and its my business. oh great. okay since its already there. subject being chinese. seriously luh. last time she hated our old laoshi. and if she had gotten my current laoshi she'll rebel more than she did. retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. and another one. just eavesdrops on my convos. and there are like how many ego people around me. bleahh. i know im damn stupid luh okay. but i mean. okay this is a reason to be pissed okay. so like nicholette's example? what am i supposed to say? oh thanks for insulting me indirectly. would you like to insult me more? PLEASE DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. walked down with manda today. haha. thanks for waiting for me. we were like slacking like mad during chinese. at least we went okay. bloody wasted my life. anyway. then walked to kap to collect nic's letter and to meet nic and nick (maybe). then he called and he said he wasnt gonna come. so i collected her letter and headed home. when i was like approaching the kap busstop he called. he said he was coming. then. i walked back and waited freaking 10-15 minutes. he bluffed me that his classmate who was rv pro was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they came i thought his friend looked damn familiar. so i asked. and he was like hi im david. i was like OH YOU! OMG OMG WHY ARE YOU SO TALL NOW. haha. ohwells. and there were no tables. so we ended up leaving anyway. haha. wth. and turned out david wasnt rv pro. DIE NICK!. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to mug my ass off. 5 days to complete 17 chpts of chem. i think i did some already but hey. i actually need to make notes twice to remember stuff. damn it. so what. i have 35 chapters in 5 days. HAHAHA. great. now then i realise the twice thing. CRAPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT TO FORGET.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS CHERYL! great job on emath. sorry im like a lousy teacher. hope i did help. ohwells. study hard. dont only concentrate on maths please. omg. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2533610094959687693?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2533610094959687693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2533610094959687693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2533610094959687693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2533610094959687693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/omg-i-havent-blogged-in-longest-time.html' title='&amp; i swear shes bad and she knows.'/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-329049501103597265</id><published>2007-09-15T04:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T04:41:25.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. omg. just finished mugging. and! i just remembered. i forgot to write a nice post for someone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH KATRINALAM!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. you smarty pants. haha. i fought like. quite a few times with people in our clique but hey. we're all good now right? (: omg. and you and ezbel never fail to make me laugh. although i may be super upset or anything the previous day. i can go to school. and the moment i think about what ezbel or you are gonna talk about or do. i forget everything. example. laughing at stef's i dont know what you call it. enthusiasm? and her 'i think ALL guys are weird' mindset. HAHA. and that THING. and specific movies. and uhmm. HERRR. HAHA. and you smartypants. tolerated some slacker sitting next to you for a while. thanks loads too. SORRY I CANT GO FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY BASH THINGY! ohwells. since you didnt take a picture with me! AHEM. haha. fine. i'll put the comic here. no not the bimbo one. it'll get us all into shit. haha. okay uhm. the clique one. and the stupid trademark of mine. gawd. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110161049793169218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4cXtwPfBrwQ/RurwZmX1h0I/AAAAAAAAACs/zc-ER7PD_PY/s320/ezbel%27s+comic.+us.JPG" border="0" /&gt;fellow school-ponner, bitching partner, clique bestfriend #2, physics failure[though im worse] haha. TAKECARE! loveyou&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-329049501103597265?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/329049501103597265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=329049501103597265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/329049501103597265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/329049501103597265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4cXtwPfBrwQ/RurwZmX1h0I/AAAAAAAAACs/zc-ER7PD_PY/s72-c/ezbel%27s+comic.+us.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65912099094631750.post-6225591435039788709</id><published>2007-09-14T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T22:43:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to bowl today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god my bowling is fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna change to xanga. BLEAHH. but im xanga stupid. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im just stupid. yeah. freaking f9 for physics. AHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn the stupid 69 b3 for chinese. WHY CANT I GET 1 MARK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fishing lit mark is DEPRESSING. thanks cheryl and jiahui and ezbel for cheering me up &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem and geog mcq marks werent that encouraging either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so depressing. blardy hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay jiahui's gonna lose the damn bet. haha. YAY 5 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katrina lam you ass. i got 2 grades lower than you okay. and it cant go any lower than mine. HAHA. apparently. okay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE theres gonna be another post coming up soon. for KATRINALAM cause shes birthdaygirl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholette goh is retarded. but its okay. i love you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO COURTPLOY((: haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6225591435039788709?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6225591435039788709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6225591435039788709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6225591435039788709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6225591435039788709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-went-to-bowl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1784858498161156722</id><published>2007-09-10T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:41:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY COURTNEYKHENG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my twin PLOY((: my gosh. the few months of friendship huhh. haha. thanks for being there always. and for trusting me with M.Y. problems. haha. omg. and you can listen to my problems. TWIN TWIN TWIN. september 11. but heck. you better study hard okay. PIM LOVES PLOY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are nice song lyrics for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[staywithyou-googoodolls]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These streets&lt;br /&gt;Turn me inside out&lt;br /&gt;Everything shines&lt;br /&gt;But leaves me empty still&lt;br /&gt;And I'll, burn this lonely house down&lt;br /&gt;If you run with me &lt;br /&gt;If you run with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;The walls will fall before we do&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand now&lt;br /&gt;We'll run forever&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the storm inside you&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooled by my own desires&lt;br /&gt;I twist my fate&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel you&lt;br /&gt;But you, turn me toward the light&lt;br /&gt;And you're one with me&lt;br /&gt;Will you run with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;The walls will fall before we do&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand now&lt;br /&gt;We'll run forever&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the storm inside you&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now come in from this storm&lt;br /&gt;I taste you sweet and warm&lt;br /&gt;Take what you need&lt;br /&gt;Take what you need&lt;br /&gt;From me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up this world&lt;br /&gt;Wake up tonight &lt;br /&gt;And run with me&lt;br /&gt;Run to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;The walls will fall before we do&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand now&lt;br /&gt;We'll run forever&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the storm inside you&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[keepholdingon-avrillavigne]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;together we stand&lt;br /&gt;i'll be by your side&lt;br /&gt;you know i'll take your hand&lt;br /&gt;when it gets cold&lt;br /&gt;and it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;theres no place to go you know i wont give in&lt;br /&gt;no i wont give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;just stay strong&lt;br /&gt;cause you know i'm here for you, i'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing you can say, nothing you can do&lt;br /&gt;theres no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;so keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away i wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;before it's too late this could all disapear&lt;br /&gt;before the doors close, and it comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;but with you by my side i will fight and defend i'll fight and defend yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when i say, when i say&lt;br /&gt;i believe nothings gonna change, nothings gonna change destiny&lt;br /&gt;what ever is meant to be&lt;br /&gt;will work out perfectly yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;ladadahdah,ladadahdah,ladadahdahdadadah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Holding On &lt;br /&gt;'cause ya know we'll make it through we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;just stay strong cause ya know i'm here for you, i'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can Say,nothing you can do &lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth &lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know will make it through, We'll make it Through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holdin on(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can Say,nothing you can do &lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth &lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know will make it through, We'll make it Through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[yougivemewings-hadymirza]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s hard just to be yourself&lt;br /&gt;I know you know&lt;br /&gt;So close to tears wanting to give up&lt;br /&gt;I felt all alone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you’re here right by my side&lt;br /&gt;And I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me wings when I’m falling&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I’m down&lt;br /&gt;Taking me high touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,you make me fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am stronger than I was before&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alive and I’m wanting more&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;and now you're here,right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever let me go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me wings when I’m falling&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I’m down&lt;br /&gt;Taking me high touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;yeah,you make me fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo baby, woah wooah&lt;br /&gt;Come fly away with me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me wings when I’m falling&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I’m saying to you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me wings when I’m falling&lt;br /&gt;When I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I’m down&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Taking me high&lt;br /&gt;taking me high&lt;br /&gt;Touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;yeah,you make me &lt;br /&gt;You make me fly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me wings when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Whooa yeah&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Taking me high&lt;br /&gt;Taking me high&lt;br /&gt;Touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;Touching the sky&lt;br /&gt;yeah,you make me&lt;br /&gt;You make me fly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you give me wings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1784858498161156722?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1784858498161156722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1784858498161156722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1784858498161156722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1784858498161156722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-courtneykheng-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-5083094612238049279</id><published>2007-09-10T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:29:21.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;exactly 3 months. to waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE CALLS ME BABY,&lt;br /&gt;THEN SHE WON’T CALL ME,&lt;br /&gt;SAYS SHE ADORES ME,&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN &lt;strong&gt;IGNORES ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA thats so INTERESTING. wow. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 are drifting cause they're close to her. WHOOOTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 is drifting simply cause. god knows. happened ever since that stupid incident. whatever it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-5083094612238049279?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5083094612238049279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=5083094612238049279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5083094612238049279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/5083094612238049279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/exactly-3-months.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-6747366915248229600</id><published>2007-09-09T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:35:02.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i think he likes her. but she gives false impressions and flirts. i hope she treats him right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;woke up late today. decided not to go for training anyway. cause noreen wasnt going either. thank god i didnt go. appears xianpeng went. omgod. imagine being stuck with him. went to sp anyway to meet nicholettegoh. i swear i didnt feel like waking up but i remembered some dweeb telling me YOU BETTER NOT PANGSEH ME!. and i am definately not those who hate pangseh-ers but pangseh people myself. how twofaced. so i went (: haha. went cause i needed to pass uncle richard money for my secret agent too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY NICTONG(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY SHANISEHO(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 13TH BIRTHDAY CHARLENETAN(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-6747366915248229600?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6747366915248229600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=6747366915248229600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6747366915248229600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/6747366915248229600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-he-likes-her.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1852044955476845592</id><published>2007-09-08T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:49:26.219+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/MnmZY0FL4c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MnmZY0FL4c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not like i didnt care.&lt;br /&gt;i did. you dont care that i do.&lt;br /&gt;as i said im no longer important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;you have your new group.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i cant buy alcohol for you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a fake id.&lt;br /&gt;i cant always make things convenient for you.&lt;br /&gt;so im sorry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you once asked me.&lt;br /&gt;do i give a fuck about this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;i said yeah i did thats why you should keep away from me.&lt;br /&gt;lest you get pissed.&lt;br /&gt;now i ask you the same question.&lt;br /&gt;do you give a fuck about the entire thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;thanks nick and trix for letting me go with you to ac.&lt;br /&gt;if you guys werent there.&lt;br /&gt;i think i would have been at ac ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKS TRIX FOR TEACHING ME ORGANIC CHEM!&lt;br /&gt;okay its not brenton like what nick said. its YOU! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda understand it more or less now.&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna practice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1852044955476845592?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1852044955476845592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1852044955476845592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1852044955476845592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1852044955476845592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-not-like-i-didnt-care.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1082974115934860349</id><published>2007-09-06T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:03:47.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGODD! there's something so flucking wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151 173 147 164 135 152 224 180 168&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH!! i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;DISGUSTING. one 13+ game. one 14+ game. two 15+ games. SICKENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay great. so i took the last set of 3 games for champion of the quarter qualifying. disgustingg. im like 3rd.. but i'll definately drop. there were people bowling well after that. GROSSSS. okay im not gonna try again. im just gonna try to bowl well for masters. im not gonna fight for the mere 30 bucks like last time. waste time. poor thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it luh! 602 inclusive of 30 pin handicap like wth. thats damn gay. its like a 190.66 avg. WTH! on raffles lanes. if i count the previous 6 together. its uhm. OMG 166 average. FLUCK. okay this is damn gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wth. i cant believe they actually cut my hdcp from 15 to 10. whats the damn thing man. so irritating. and i dont get handicap on childrens day. wtf. it doesnt say that ONGYINGXIN doesnt get it. so why cant they give me handicap HUH! flucking hell. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my bowling isnt bad enough. BLAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my dad's cutting off 30 from the winnings i get from each tourny. why on earth. and he owes me my laptop luh please. fluck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note. i apologise for being pissed with the 3 of them. why should i be? its not as if these things never happen. THEY ALWAYS DO. and not like i actually expected something nice and great from the 3 of them. maybe one. who changed recently. seems that person realises im not worth it. wow. okay now that person can go on with their life. i dont disagree. whatever it is. thnks fr th mmrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1082974115934860349?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1082974115934860349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1082974115934860349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1082974115934860349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1082974115934860349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/ohmygodd-theres-something-so-flucking.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-3795755883794283069</id><published>2007-09-05T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:49:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not pissed with #8 cause #8 bothered to explain things and clear everything out, apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 cant be bothered and thinks everything's okay. #4 thinks its a joke and didnt reflect on what #4 said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 doesnt give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. #4 and #6 take everything jokingly and tell #8 that they think im pissed. i may say im not. hell yeah i am. but i cant be bothered with them. their apology isnt sincere. goddamnit if it was supposed to be FUNNY. it fucking isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 is the biggest reason to why i chose avoiding everything. #6 bothers about #6's friend's images. heck. i dont dress up so TOO BAD. i dont want to have #6 bitching about what i wear or anything. since you're so materialistic and everything im sorry. you've got the wrong friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is. they shouldnt be talking to me. study people. ignore this retard. its time. you should be happy that im not "irritating you" like you all always think i am. that way. you dont have to tolerate me. isnt that great for you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. the person that im hoping i could talk to. isnt picking up my phone calls. not replying smses. i dont know if anything happened. hell i dont know what i did. i said it before im saying again. you cant deny facts. we're definately drifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way people. the friday thing is off. i'd rather stay away from ANYTHING. i dont feel like studying. my dad doesnt wanna pay. i dont wanna pay a few hundred bucks. and have people PANGSEH-ING as usual. or to tolerate being ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing suprising about me not studying. maybe i study. you'll never know. but you should trust #8. #8 says that my study mood WILL WEAR OFF! wow. what a statement to make. maybe it will. goodie. after all. everyone thinks im some lazy shit. yeah yeah. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and one more thing. why is it im always the earliest one and i always have to wait. dont you people realise im always waiting for you. am i the free-est one or something? when im slightly late i get freaking pestered like mad. wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-1011293950228145878</id><published>2007-09-04T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T03:36:18.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is to all my close friends. even friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. takecare of yourself. dont fall sick. study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. please stay away from me. i dont wanna hurt you nor do i wanna lose you people as my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. pretend you dont know the failure writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-1011293950228145878?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1011293950228145878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=1011293950228145878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1011293950228145878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/1011293950228145878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-to-all-my-close-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>failed attempts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06453070314478300673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-65912099094631750.post-2378633966676335887</id><published>2007-09-03T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:13:47.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here are lyrics that pretty much mean the world to me right now. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;howtosavealife-thefray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;somewhereibelong-linkinpark&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna heal i wanna feel what i thought was never real&lt;br /&gt;i wanna let go of the pain ive felt so long.&lt;br /&gt;erase all the pain til its gone&lt;br /&gt;i wanna heal i wanna feel like im close to something real.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna find something ive wanted all along&lt;br /&gt;somewhere i belong&lt;br /&gt;and i got nothing to say. i cant believe i didnt fall right down on my face&lt;br /&gt;(i was confused)&lt;br /&gt;look at everywhere only to find.&lt;br /&gt;it is not the way i had imagined it all in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;(so what am i)&lt;br /&gt;what do i have but negativity&lt;br /&gt;cuz i cant trust no one by the way everyone is looking at me&lt;br /&gt;(nothing to lose)&lt;br /&gt;nothing to gain im hollow and alone&lt;br /&gt;and the fault is my own&lt;br /&gt;and the fault is my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;paperthinhymn-anberlin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you said forever&lt;br /&gt;Over and over&lt;br /&gt;A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts run through my head&lt;br /&gt;Over and over&lt;br /&gt;Complaints and violins become my only friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;intheend-linkinpark&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;To lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the way you were mocking me&lt;br /&gt;Acting like I was part of your property&lt;br /&gt;Remembering all the times you fought with me&lt;br /&gt;I’m surprised it got so (far)&lt;br /&gt;Things aren’t the way they were before&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Not that you knew me back then&lt;br /&gt;But it all comes back to me&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;breakingthehabit-linkinpark&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be the one&lt;br /&gt;The battles always choose&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause inside I realize&lt;br /&gt;That I’m the one confused&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what’s worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;Or why I have to scream&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I instigate&lt;br /&gt;And say what I don’t mean&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how I got this way&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s not alright&lt;br /&gt;So I’m&lt;br /&gt;Breaking the habit&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINALLY [the most important one]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;onestepcloser-linkinpark&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Saying everything I've said before&lt;br /&gt;All these words they make no sense&lt;br /&gt;I find bliss in ignorance&lt;br /&gt;Less I hear the less you'll say&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that out anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;Takes me one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;I need a little room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the answers aren't so clear&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could find a way to disappear&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts they make no sense&lt;br /&gt;I find bliss in ignorance&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to go away&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;Takes me one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;I need a little room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up when I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, shut up, shut up&lt;br /&gt;Shut up when I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to BREAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;Takes me one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;I need a little room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/65912099094631750-2378633966676335887?l=waitfor-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waitfor-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2378633966676335887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=65912099094631750&amp;postID=2378633966676335887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/65912099094631750/posts/default/2378633966676335887'/><link rel='self' 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