<?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-9780248</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:14:55.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-112883514522614668</id><published>2005-10-08T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T22:20:34.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah.. hell. lang and elton invaded my acount when they came. So apparently the post before this was written by them. and they tagged with my name. But half of what they said was true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Ritz Carlton with them, damn scared of David Lu. keep shouting over the phone.. &gt;&lt; wth.. like lion. So went there take pixs, eat the $100 per head food and slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to jev, I and elton got saved from David Lu. He loan us 1 camera and 1 printer. Wah.. POWER!! If he never lend us, I think David Lu will kill us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeow Hua tried to borrow for us too.  but his camera oversea.. haha. thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. Nai Chien lend me his almost 3k camera. W00t he rock man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering how it is to have a nightmare. Never had one. or i forgotten that i had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-112883514522614668?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/112883514522614668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=112883514522614668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112883514522614668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112883514522614668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-112875741830324847</id><published>2005-10-08T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:43:38.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because everyday</title><content type='html'>(and some,day,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. this is kennedy. you may not think so, but i am him.&lt;br /&gt;(i am me*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today is a good day. i am going to ritz carlton. hot! (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after  that i have a date with david lu (: alright! -does a bensen koh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright bye love(s)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-112875741830324847?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/112875741830324847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=112875741830324847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112875741830324847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112875741830324847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/10/because-everyday.html' title='Because everyday'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-112550065667593086</id><published>2005-08-31T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T08:04:16.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian la teacher day.. ah.. go old school, thought no one coming, then zao home, in the end, so many people come &gt;&lt; so unlucky..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least i had a good swim today, but .. i rather meet up with all of my old classmates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-112550065667593086?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/112550065667593086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=112550065667593086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112550065667593086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112550065667593086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/08/sian-la-teacher-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-112524372622721899</id><published>2005-08-28T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T08:42:06.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sian.. never post for so long, then lang and elton and jia en ask me blog then blog loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap la. nothing much to say. Erm.. stayed over at jevon house which was damn shiok. Play wow until craazzy..     then next day sleep sleep&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;[122][RS3] - Ken achieved says:&lt;br /&gt;thne what's with ur almost hardcoreness?&lt;br /&gt;-jev- 3eguys bring $10 for class fund tml! says:&lt;br /&gt;whr got hardcore&lt;br /&gt;-jev- 3eguys bring $10 for class fund tml! says:&lt;br /&gt;ur more addicted to slp den im addicted to wow la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i like this..  lol-- addicted to sleep? it's a need la..&lt;br /&gt;Ok. stoning over physics pt. must chiong as much as possible, tmr got cello lessons and training..&lt;br /&gt;Shiok.. I got chairman. yea.. for photography club.   Helping me will be li zheng as vice, elton as competition head/quartermaster and kia boon as quartermaster.  Hope we own the previous batch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-112524372622721899?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/112524372622721899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=112524372622721899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112524372622721899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/112524372622721899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/08/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111703229975278025</id><published>2005-05-25T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T07:44:59.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decided to do away with the stupid background. Hm... was thinking if I used the old bg, wont I be like trying to show the whole world Delta goodrem rock? but hm.. maybe not. the blog isnt mean for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been swimming for weeks and running. W00t? My 2.4 km time now currently stand at 12 min + - 10 seconds, and 1.5km swimming now at 30 min  hm... improve by alot.   Just read YJ blog, read his thoughts about the blogging competition. Totally agree with him sia.. I mean a blog competition. WTF! of all things, why waste our time on this.  Probably they trying to keep up with the craze, and trying to encourage people to be open. But those losers sue people for entering a entry... what racism or what crap.  If you wanna encourage people to be open, you know what's freedom of speech? I hate this person, I insult him. Why sue me? It's my private blog. Not as thought  I ask you to come over and read.. jokers..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RI is so competitive.. Sleep in class.. never listen to teachers... not the perfect student.  are all this reasons why I shouldnt get  above average grades?  fukers.. DOUBT MY intellect? spread rumors i suck up to teachers.. I mean.. get a life la. Teachers are fair at least those who teach us.&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at them in greater details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tan Puay Hock( chi) ---  I almost fail chinese. so no talk about this&lt;br /&gt;2. Tang Keen Yeen( eng) --- I got 77 for total..  CA 79  CT screwed.  Tang doesnt like me. what bs about sucking up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mrs Foo ( bio) --- hm.. I try to be responsible as a treasurer. Update her about my accounts. But wtf? you guys should know better she is fuking fair. Try getting a mark for a answer so close to the real answer. she will say no.    AND she doesnt teach bio. she talk about her life. hm.. i get tuition about her life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mrs Tan Mui Hong( maths) --- one of my fav teacher. Probably most of my friends like her.. many of them improve alot thru her teaching and singing? lol.  I looked her up with a couple of 3A friends for help..  Helped me a lot.. My test got just pass.. so needed desperate help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Mr Mark Wee( Physics) --- Guess what.. even Attitude problem students like him. How rocker can he be? He's my favourite teacher.  my first test 8 /20 .. ok not tht I am dumb. But never study at all, never listen in class.. thought it was easy.  Then screwed my practical .. argh.. u wont wanna know my dumb mistake.  So i worked hard for physics, with help from Mr wee . I and yin wei went to look for him. We learned alot. I think Yin wei improved too.      w00t.. all paid off. 45/ 50 for physics. highest in class THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Mrs Ong Wai Ling ( geo) --- She's nice. haha.. but i always sleep in class and talk.. perhaps too much for her to take. But.. I prevent her from disliking me by always giving answers no one can give.  Hm.. I just love geo, perhaps my interest for sci and geo help me do well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Mrs Neoh( SS) --- Hm. was history rep for her during sec 1.. Like it matters.    But she's not bad. not much to say la. quite strict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Mrs Kua ( chem) --- I think she quite pissed with me. but still neutral.. haha always make remarks in her lesson. but at least i listen quite attentively.   Did pretty well. so i guess that spared me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. see... out of 8 teachers. Only 2 so call like me.  so wtf la. suck up what shit. It's my own ability..   I mean suck up can only bring you so far? perhaps a mark or two. But wtf.. I GET A GPA OF 4.0 WITH MY OWN BRAIN AND OF COURSE THEIR TEACHING.. assholes.. screw off.. u jealous then say la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111703229975278025?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111703229975278025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111703229975278025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111703229975278025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111703229975278025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/05/decided-to-do-away-with-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111494978545027236</id><published>2005-05-01T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T05:16:25.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After cts we do this k?  that's what i been telling everyone. I talk as thought everything is over after the cts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go elton house and stay with jia en lang and co.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go fish farm with elts.&lt;br /&gt;3. Play 2v2 with nigel&lt;br /&gt;4. Go lan with mark tang and co.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go lan with marcus hb and co.  Meridian&lt;br /&gt;6. Collect fish tank&lt;br /&gt;7. Set up fish tanks in house and school&lt;br /&gt;8. Go jev house stay over&lt;br /&gt;9. Play WOW&lt;br /&gt;10. Watch finish tian long ba bu&lt;br /&gt;11. Get 4.0 for Physics GPA  --- ?? lol. to hell with this&lt;br /&gt;12. Finish that thick thick book.&lt;br /&gt;13. Watch naruto&lt;br /&gt;14.  er.. cant think of anymore.. complete all this first haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a feeling i wont have a chance to finish everything.   TIme will slip away as usual. &lt;br /&gt;For now enough of all this, mugging.. Zz...  wth. hate mugging..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111494978545027236?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111494978545027236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111494978545027236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111494978545027236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111494978545027236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/05/after-cts-we-do-this-k-thats-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111494954006257784</id><published>2005-05-01T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T05:12:20.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What would you do if everyone seems to be against you?  Seems to wrong you for things you did not do or perhaps.. question your motives when you do something? would you walk on with your head lifted? would you heck them?  or would you avoid them... break down.. cry it out.. jump down? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. looking at my school. It seems like a really horrible place. Look at prasatt. at JT. at others.. sometimes even me. actually.. almost everyone gets it.  i mean. the school isnt one that encourage you. it isnt one that help you when you fall. It's where you learn it the hard way. It's where you pick yourself up.. with the help of one or two friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend.. do you consider those who laugh at you friends? I laugh at people too. I hate it when people do that to me. But why do i do that to others.. So ironic. Do i feel deprive? Need someone to push it on. That day.. Elton was reminding me.. If i dont like people to disturb me, i shouldnt join in when they disturb others.  Was thinking of that before, but somehow, i pushed that thought aside, i didnt take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. I keep tempering elton these days.. dont know why.. Elton. dont blame me k? haha.. i know you will understand. And thanks for understanding..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111494954006257784?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111494954006257784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111494954006257784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111494954006257784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111494954006257784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-would-you-do-if-everyone-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111469954077203238</id><published>2005-04-28T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T07:45:40.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH!!   i miss the trip to melbourne.. went with goodie friends.. and of course best friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year.. The shen RE grp shall go together on a learning trip to erm.. aha india.. joking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111469954077203238?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111469954077203238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111469954077203238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111469954077203238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111469954077203238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/04/argh-i-miss-trip-to-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111461205927406925</id><published>2005-04-27T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T07:27:39.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JOkes... ARGH!! cant stop saying that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Quoting nigel-- stop saying that.. it's not you, sound so unnatural..&lt;br /&gt;My reply was-- jokes... then say jugs la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that's you?" haha.. jokes man.. ok i am insane after having a bout of flu and sore throat... considering ponning tmr english day.. but why the hell do i have to take photos.. getting sick of it. haiz.. let's wait for tmr.. if my nose is damn red and is dripping with mucus.. lol i shallnt go then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RE today was crazy. From research session, turn into eating dried maggi mee session. haha.. the noodles suppose to have some soup. become dried.. then taste so salty.. good luck lang.. later get kidney failure. plus diabetes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double bill was quite ok.. but i got a triple treat. Watched feng shuo and some other guy climb into clock tower.. IT WAS damn jokes.. haha..  damn funny la. Then feng shuo cut himself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played table tennis with some gay today.. not that i wnat to play with him..but he was good and guess what.. HE' from 3Q... could he be that gay voice promoting earth day? hm.. there's a chance.. WHACK HIM!!  althought i wasnt winning him... apparently whenever ppl i noe walk pass.. i shall do some damn shen stroke.. w00t.. at least they think i am winning.. good enuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. mugging time. z. hate it. cant wait to chiong dota and swimming..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111461205927406925?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111461205927406925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111461205927406925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111461205927406925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111461205927406925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/04/jokes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111305426430301185</id><published>2005-04-09T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T06:44:24.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MINDS carnival.. FUn fun.. wake up at like 5.45.. then rush off to meet aaron.. Crap la.. keep forgetting things. bak and fro. in the end meet him only at 6.20.. zz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to meet wai sum then we proceeded to see the minds kids. wee hao reached there damn early.. so we went to finalise stuffs and ya..   Reached school... took some photos then become the MASCOT.. DAMN!!!! omg.. OMG.. i dont noe how i got that role.. but obviously i got saboed by everyone..  but it's ok la.. good experience.. minds kids keep hugging me.. then mentors keep asking who i am.. then they all keep wanting to take photos with me.. sianz.. alot of them know me..( not tying to show off.. but trying to show how bad it was to be the mascot)  then keep following me around.. AH!!! then morrison seniors like mark and co.. keep asking me do things for them.. like attract minds kids.. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn fun la..   i was like drenched when i come out.  lol. so went around slacking with yelin and wai sum and yu heng and shawn. fun . slept in class room haha..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia en and aaron and co.. went off to rjc to do what.. again..   dont noe what's wrong with them.. haha.. particularly jia en and aaron..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send the minds kids home then went to atrium.. clean up then took some photos for the interact comm... then they thank me and wai sum.. for helping up in the preparation and stuffs like that.. feel good.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on.. was kinda cool!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111305426430301185?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111305426430301185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111305426430301185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111305426430301185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111305426430301185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/04/minds-carnival.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111305392692329042</id><published>2005-04-09T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T06:38:46.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz... Jokes. No science quiz. So end up doing creative sci challenge. Wtf la. We had only 1 hr to complete it cuz we didnt know abt it. But in the end we got 3rd!!! Rock on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese cultural camp we got 1st. Rock on....   Swimming carnival here we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah stay back until damn late on fri.. like er.. 10??  Lol.. was waiting for walter and alex.. then sit there listen to alex rehearse his parts. Damn funny.. alex keeps trying to sound excited, but fail quite badly. but he tried real hard.. .. in the end he improved alot. So off we go for dinner at 9.30??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zheng hong bloody joker..   then all of them laughing abt indians.. haha.  When we finish liaoz, he ask me in a damn weird tone(hong kong accent) which he does all the time, where i stay.. BISHAn.. lol he almost jumped.. he needs like 1 hr to go home .. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr.. Long day ahead .. going to sleep!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111305392692329042?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111305392692329042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111305392692329042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111305392692329042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111305392692329042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/04/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111271233574356448</id><published>2005-04-05T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T07:45:35.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRI cant wait for it. SCIENCE QUIZ HERE I COME. HERE COMES THE CHAMPION HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE COMES MORRISON! to win the day i hope..    and i hope i can get my gold medal again like I did in sec 1. Then jah singh will praise the team in front of the whole house .. Rock on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri.. I shall know whether i can swim again.. cant wait for it. then I can resume swimming. Stopped for a week. Feeling weird all over. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRI INTERACT CLUB. haha. dont noe why i should hope for that. But hm.. i feel good.. lol weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course friday marks a new weekend.. marks 3 days of slackness..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111271233574356448?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111271233574356448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111271233574356448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111271233574356448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111271233574356448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/04/fri-cant-wait-for-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111271110771376576</id><published>2005-04-05T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T07:25:07.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lost a disc. Damn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111271110771376576?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111271110771376576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111271110771376576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111271110771376576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111271110771376576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/04/lost-disc.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111253358682082236</id><published>2005-04-03T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T06:06:26.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to school to do chem project with walter and jonathon. Took the bus, and forgot to bring the damn umbrella.   Trapped at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars speed round the corner, unfriendly. &lt;br /&gt;Rain lashed at me like whip..&lt;br /&gt;The wind howling at me ....  toying with me&lt;br /&gt;Felt so alone&lt;br /&gt;Driven against the ad board&lt;br /&gt;I waited&lt;br /&gt;I want out&lt;br /&gt;Someone get me out of here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like that.. read terry brooks while waiting.. the situation in the book was so much like this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Last Flight Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that you will see&lt;br /&gt; All the weakness inside of me&lt;br /&gt; I'm so scared of letting go&lt;br /&gt; That the pain I've hid will show&lt;br /&gt; I know you want to hear me speak&lt;br /&gt; But I'm afraid that if I start to&lt;br /&gt; I'll never stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I want you to know&lt;br /&gt; You belong in my life&lt;br /&gt; I love the hope&lt;br /&gt; I see in your eyes&lt;br /&gt; For you I would fly&lt;br /&gt; At least I would try&lt;br /&gt; For you I'll take&lt;br /&gt; The last flight out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that&lt;br /&gt; You will leave&lt;br /&gt; As my secrets&lt;br /&gt; Have been revealed&lt;br /&gt; In my dreams&lt;br /&gt; You'll always stay&lt;br /&gt; Every breathing moment from now&lt;br /&gt; I know you want to hear me speak&lt;br /&gt; But I'm afraid that if I start to&lt;br /&gt; I'll never stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;  You belong in my life&lt;br /&gt;  I love the hope&lt;br /&gt;  I see in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;  For you I would fly&lt;br /&gt;  At least I would try&lt;br /&gt;  For you I'll take&lt;br /&gt;  The last flight out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hold back&lt;br /&gt; The truth no more&lt;br /&gt; I let you wait too long&lt;br /&gt; Although it's hard and scares me so&lt;br /&gt; A life without you scares me more&lt;br /&gt; For you I would fly&lt;br /&gt; At least I would try&lt;br /&gt; For you I'll take the last flight out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;  You belong in my life&lt;br /&gt;  I love the hope&lt;br /&gt;  I see in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;  For you I would fly&lt;br /&gt;  At least I would try&lt;br /&gt;  For you I'll take&lt;br /&gt;  The last flight out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn nice song.. Walter gonna lend me the album.. ROck on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111253358682082236?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111253358682082236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111253358682082236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111253358682082236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111253358682082236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/04/walking-in-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111218645323066036</id><published>2005-03-30T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T04:40:53.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walked into a world of ice...   of ignorance.. of disregard.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threatening to break apart the bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DONT CARe... WE STICK LIKE super GLUE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha.. super glue will never let me down...      or money back gurantee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111218645323066036?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111218645323066036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111218645323066036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111218645323066036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111218645323066036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/walked-into-world-of-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111218627930372314</id><published>2005-03-30T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T04:37:59.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as expected...wednesday was screwed..    as every wednesday is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming after slacking in popular for 1 hr...   Wah crap.. Cramp 2 times.  So much chlorine..  So crowded..  Little kids running here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. so many bad things.. but at least i swam 30 laps within 28 minutes.. 2 min improvement.. lol. what's there to be happy about.. still suck..  Perhaps. I should just pon swimming carnival.   since so many people decided to join cuz of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOkes..  Is that a good thing.. I dont know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111218627930372314?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111218627930372314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111218627930372314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111218627930372314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111218627930372314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/as-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111210307649913341</id><published>2005-03-29T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T05:31:16.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH A DOG...   IT'S RUNNING TOWARDS me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WANNA bite me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUNCH IT in the nose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick its sorry butt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bash the hell out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog.. lol die liaoz.. I dont care.. EAT DOG MEAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111210307649913341?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111210307649913341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111210307649913341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111210307649913341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111210307649913341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111209839577785905</id><published>2005-03-29T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T04:13:15.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lessons today were magiC!! I fell under the spell of the teachers.. only to be found deep in a trance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lame way to say i felt a sleep throughout the whole day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111209839577785905?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111209839577785905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111209839577785905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111209839577785905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111209839577785905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/lessons-today-were-magic-i-fell-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111185128206797392</id><published>2005-03-26T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:34:42.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iLEARNING week gonna end soon.. rock on.. stupid laggy server.  Been swimming 3 times a week.. sianz la.. today swim then suddenly rain... -.-  luckily no thunder.  today at maths tuition.. lol was crapping around like siao. Stuat, Elton, Brandon and some other school people plus me were sitting together. Then i started telling this joke. Tell one sentence, I laugh like crazy, then everyone start laughing like mad.. LOL  this carried on like so long? Took 30 minutes to tell a joke.. haha good joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiong to BC after that.. zzz  changed teacher, ah.. dont care..  then so tired.. stoning around.. Cause last night Brandon and Elt stay over at my house.. Pity my killer whale. got humped by both of them. Lol.. joking.   but it was fun.  we talked alot of cock. eat prata. Have fun. and mug. zz MUG. hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's like all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.. ya. school gonna start. cant sleep late liaoz ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111185128206797392?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111185128206797392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111185128206797392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111185128206797392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111185128206797392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/ilearning-week-gonna-end-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111185101582470028</id><published>2005-03-26T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:30:15.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only one desire..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111185101582470028?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111185101582470028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111185101582470028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111185101582470028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111185101582470028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/only-one-desire.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111185092326751707</id><published>2005-03-26T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:28:43.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn that person spamming me.. Whatever.. u spam all u like. I delete till I like. Haha.. Lame.. Jokes.. whoever i offended.. lax k? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have the courage to write your name, if you wanna spam someone...  coward..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111185092326751707?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111185092326751707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111185092326751707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111185092326751707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111185092326751707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/damn-that-person-spamming-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111150093624866963</id><published>2005-03-22T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T06:15:36.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am feeling pretty wierd now.  Demand everything to what I like and to suit me..   Damn myself.  How can I be so selfish.. sorry guys.. will never do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111150093624866963?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111150093624866963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111150093624866963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111150093624866963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111150093624866963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-feeling-pretty-wierd-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111141739078272884</id><published>2005-03-21T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T07:03:10.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's all about the timing...   Will ever get it right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111141739078272884?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111141739078272884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111141739078272884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111141739078272884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111141739078272884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-all-about-timing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111141732060588741</id><published>2005-03-21T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T07:02:00.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AIR Rifle camp two.. nothing much to say liaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1s .. I like them. Cute, listen to what u say and innocent, what bliss..   If only the sec 3s are as innocent as them, but that's not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night walk was crap. Freaked the hell out of all the juniors. But they are real cowards, we went thru worse things, like watching a horror movie before it.  Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff of the camp, it's nothing interesting I assure you. Went swimming again, training for 1.5 km swim, i guess it's tiring, but i enjoy it, if only I can find some who is willing to go with me, wouldnt that be good? to have a good friend encouraging you on, and spurring you on.  Hm.. Jia En seems to be a likely choice, since he wanna go when i asked him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really irresponsible of me to just wanna quit the club, elton lang and walter talked some sense into me. Without them, ill just be another ..   I PROMISE I WILL MAKE THE CLUB A SUCCESS, present goal is&lt;br /&gt;1. to recruit more committed member&lt;br /&gt;2. get the members to respct the comm.&lt;br /&gt;3. make the club stable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, and I believe in myself, and the whole club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost 3 kg. Coolio. On my way to becoming fitter.. rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training for pistol now. Next week training gonna start. Must commit myself, as I will almost surely make it to the team, and I dont wanna drag it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for movie two movies last week, crazy! got scolded for spending too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First movie, spongebob square pants.. not recommended unless u are real lame.. it's pure crap.&lt;br /&gt;went with jev and elt.. haha got a front seat .. rocker sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second movie, In good company, love that show, like cutter personality, it reminds me of myself sometimes, that extra enthu with lots of energy guy? lol.. But whatever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw jessea and her bf there. Bert wanted to stalk her. but i yh and jev stopped him. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111141732060588741?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111141732060588741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111141732060588741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111141732060588741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111141732060588741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/air-rifle-camp-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111116131431513372</id><published>2005-03-18T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T07:55:14.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AIR RIFLE camp.. wow. so uninteresting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Go to school, met the rest of them. Then on the way saw the NCC people. Haiz.. why Yx and Aaron never pon camp, then dont need to see those losers. And so said hi and catch up with the rest of the ncc ppl before going off for camp. Put in charge of a group, with sec 1s and 2s. I would say they are pretty ok, at least they do what I tell them and they seems to work well as a group. Lol, motivated them to do a cheer after every activities, the only group who managed to do that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch. Isnt nice at all, actually, it's crap. After that, have treasure hunt, the worst activity of the whole day. Think i set a damn bad example, slacking and not helping to find, but er.. whatever la. Have make up for it in other activities.  So we were first and owned the rest.  At night, we had war games. It brought back bitter sweet memories. Memories of my batch doing the same thing, getting the same punishment, having the same look whenever we want to be given lesser stuff to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time, I learned a lesson.  Shallnt elaborate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I hope they learn about respect after the activity.&lt;br /&gt;Saying things at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect is definitely earned. After the first day, being one of the seniors who pumped them the least, er.. they seem to enjoy slacking with me. Lol. but yea. maybe it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue tmr.. gonan sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111116131431513372?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111116131431513372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111116131431513372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111116131431513372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111116131431513372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/air-rifle-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111073195127532975</id><published>2005-03-13T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T08:40:32.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SOMEDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will know, I will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when will that day come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111073195127532975?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111073195127532975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111073195127532975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111073195127532975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111073195127532975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/someday-i-will-know-i-will-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111055615756716647</id><published>2005-03-11T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T07:49:17.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morrison.. we shall dominate when we are fired up. Today, we closed the gap from hullet from 90 points to 17 points.. u just watch out.  indeed, it was close, but no matter how close, a winner is a winner, a loser will be a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But we shallnt be stuck at 4th place. cuz we will own at swimming carnival, still thinking of ways to make those morrisonians fired up. how?? i dont know. some one show me the yellow ray... to make them green with envy.... and to trash them and give them black eye all over... with red blood everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111055615756716647?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111055615756716647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111055615756716647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111055615756716647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111055615756716647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/morrison.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-111055585519953108</id><published>2005-03-11T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T07:44:15.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bubble tea sell finish liaoz.. shiok?   Jia En mentioned in his blog that I am one of his close friends. haha coolio man, i know him for er.. 3 weeks? he's a nice person, just that he's damn racist.. but...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt; i like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TNF.. Worked like dog yesterday, left school at 9 pm . beat that.  Was so beat, but i still chiong computer game.  Got to know kuan fu better, my senior since pri 1.  lol.. he damn scare of the dark, at night make a lot ppl go to toilet together =x  But RI got so many ghosts, he is justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good now, even yi han finds that aaron is in the wrong. I mean yi han- the one person who dont care about this type of things say it's quite obvious aaron is trying to do everything, so he jealous when people do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a life... u cant do everything and u cant make everything right. So share the load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle saw me and walter and yelin and lang going to food court? she say i walked pass her.. got meh? i dont know la, was too pissed then to realise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aa and yx =  talk whatever cross through his brainless mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good joke eh? trying to be lame... courtesy of walter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept thru out chem lessons today. Walter not as bad, slept thru 1/4 only.  Was so boring, and she's so blur, I slept right in front of her, she like dont know at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU TO ALL SIG MEMBERS and other ppl who made selling of the bubble tea a success--- zhi zhi, nicky, jian hui, 2a 2004 ppl, yh, jp, shailesh, lang,walter, elton, philbert, josh, guo nian.. and so on.. may forget some ppl but thank you all once again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-111055585519953108?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/111055585519953108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=111055585519953108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111055585519953108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/111055585519953108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/bubble-tea-sell-finish-liaoz.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110995227599068812</id><published>2005-03-04T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T08:04:35.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was, I am, I will&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110995227599068812?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110995227599068812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110995227599068812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110995227599068812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110995227599068812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-was-i-am-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110986412800608900</id><published>2005-03-03T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T07:35:28.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET GO</title><content type='html'>Why should I even care.. Those friendships.. they meant nothing.. screw off Yan Xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed with you.. forget our friendship, all our dota matches, all the laning together, all the mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to let go. But from Today, I shalln't care about you. YOU and probably aaron and shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so different now. You changed alot. Because of?  I have no idea. But I pray you will change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110986412800608900?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110986412800608900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110986412800608900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110986412800608900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110986412800608900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/let-go.html' title='LET GO'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110986107337516472</id><published>2005-03-03T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T06:44:48.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER</title><content type='html'>let them pull you down..... Cause you are above them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110986107337516472?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110986107337516472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110986107337516472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110986107337516472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110986107337516472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/never.html' title='NEVER'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110986098669274239</id><published>2005-03-03T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T06:43:06.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACKSTABBERS</title><content type='html'>you just watch your back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110986098669274239?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110986098669274239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110986098669274239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110986098669274239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110986098669274239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/backstabbers.html' title='BACKSTABBERS'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110968767304658019</id><published>2005-03-01T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T06:34:33.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom lies ahead</title><content type='html'>Quoting from lang and Kai Bin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get a grip - me too [two]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beyond diversity and enzymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;immobilize the virosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bypass Descartes and fishing webs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where rodents reign above men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;immigrants except of chopsticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Legends and Gods on print&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;equations of your reactions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gravity on mind and thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;governance and widespread corruption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resource your words and assets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this fallacy in your policy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet befallen of the madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so becoming of a shell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;timely bechancing of explosives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adequate diabolicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and whiteness runs on tape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we're all blue on paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;365 days of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;52 weeks of no playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9 exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least 7 days of rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 fine day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 exam slip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kai bin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.....&lt;br /&gt;HELP! Save me from the diversity of the world&lt;br /&gt;Get me a catalys to speed up lessons&lt;br /&gt;Light rays bouncing around,&lt;br /&gt;like I need them to teach me how&lt;br /&gt;Kua kua, and granny yau&lt;br /&gt;both 'marvellous' teachers drawing equations&lt;br /&gt;Anecdotes, how ironic,&lt;br /&gt;taught by a teacher who is desperate&lt;br /&gt;Root this sum, square that one&lt;br /&gt;PM lee and his old man&lt;br /&gt;china man boasting abt china&lt;br /&gt;Fallacies in the Government policy&lt;br /&gt;Wind in India, causes wind in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blue, cause I am blue redefined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.. my crap piece.. throw it in the drain la.. compared to lang and kaibin.. but they taking lit,  I dont. So dont compare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110968767304658019?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110968767304658019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110968767304658019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110968767304658019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110968767304658019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/03/doom-lies-ahead.html' title='Doom lies ahead'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110899735067020846</id><published>2005-02-21T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T06:49:10.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JEV PAISEH I FORGOT TO BRING IT TODAY.. and thanks for lending me the book, thanks for trusting me with it after i keep forgetting to bring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110899735067020846?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110899735067020846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110899735067020846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110899735067020846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110899735067020846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/02/jev-paiseh-i-forgot-to-bring-it-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110883151009725405</id><published>2005-02-19T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T08:45:10.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have 3 sides.. Joker. Serious. Happy-go-lucky. The joker in me is surfacing... pushing the rest down.. Is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;YH, damn sorry for what i did to you, you may say that you dont really mind liaoz. But the deed have been done, and bad things usually dont get forgotten, especially from your friends.  Maybe I am too stressed up, but that isnt a excue for doing that thing. (dont ask what it is)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jevon, paiseh for not bringing your wc3 disc. Will bring it on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tang.. Sorry I disappointed you. I did not fail, I am merely given a chance to get it right. Thanks for the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying hard that my joker self will be gone, er.. perhaps not we stick like glue, acoording to lang.  So therefore, I hope that it will be crushed by the serious and happy-go-lucky side of me. Sound contradicting, but of course they surface at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my long lost good friend yesterday, or rather 2 hours ago, it was fun! We were like brothers last time, but of course time changes us bit by bit, not as close as ever, but still quite close,     AT LEAST WE ARE GOING TO SWIM TOGETHER!    but he's damn fit.. haiz.. feeling guilty at not exercising enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA! I decided to TRY OUT RED CROSS FIRST! IF I CAN GET THRU, that will be good! if not I will go to track.. not running but the throwing.       Will miss air rifle, hope i can stay in it as a inactive member, going for camp only, or maybe 1 training a week.  Zhiyang, sorry for bugging you with all the npcc question, figured out it will be tougher for me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been falling asleep in class, or rather almost falling asleep and that sux to the core.  Luckily, I got two nice dudes beside me to always wake me up, and joke around, mug around and ya that's all..    We do ok in class, but I still prefer my ex classmates.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY dinner was fun.. or rather fun because it's not boring. At least better than stoning at home.  Tiring it was, exhausted am I, till today.  Walter, I and Alex, Bing Wen, Jing Ping had a great time there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a talk with jev and bing wen and niang and wai sum.   All very nice ppl, but haha.. wai sum nowadays getting more noisy, or maybe he's becoming like me?   ITE was damn big, damn nice, and damn modern, better than RJC.   haiz.. but bad luck was on us.. eunice olsen never go, if not i confirm get her autograph liaoz.. we were sitting at the row behind the VIPS. Coolio!   Love some of the speakers, love their quotes, and love their dedication and passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall share their quotes with every post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never failed anything in my life, I was just given a second oppotunity to get it right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110883151009725405?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110883151009725405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110883151009725405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110883151009725405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110883151009725405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-have-3-sides.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110828972750810358</id><published>2005-02-13T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T02:15:27.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah.. Damn..   School gonna start. CNY was so good.. or rather I thought it was so much better than my school life.  Dying under the pile of school work; go home, get pissed with myself for being such a loser to my family, always not being considerate.. always getting pissed..   Why?? I need someone to help me. tell me what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand the feeling of being so alone..  I can't escape from the cycle..  Wake up..  Go school.. Feel alone in my class.. so many people around me, but somehow. I cant fit in.. CEC now.. have to be good.. So.. I go school with a barrier over me..  trying to satisfy my teachers and fellow classmates needs..    Then meet up with good friends.... Can't keep wearing it..  Feeling the weight of it pressing me down..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I love talking to my cousins.. especially my older cousins..they go thru same things as me.. some even go thru my same teachers..  It feels good to have similarities with them..  Love IT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110828972750810358?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110828972750810358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110828972750810358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110828972750810358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110828972750810358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/02/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110778755214801002</id><published>2005-02-07T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T06:45:52.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Regrets... If only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so screwed now..  In a  process of making decisions  now...  either i change my cca to something more interesting or i stick with air rifle and screw myself up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I had train a little harder.. I would definitely go into school team.. If only  I worked alittle harder.. My  GPA would be better... If only I chose history or lit for my subject... I would be together with my good friends.. Life is so much of If only..     So much to think off, I dont even think about enjoying CNY.. After all it's just another festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..   Trying to cheer myself up now.. Talk crap with lang and elt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn all my wrong decisions....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110778755214801002?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110778755214801002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110778755214801002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110778755214801002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110778755214801002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/02/regrets.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110751240079774835</id><published>2005-02-04T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T02:20:00.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sec 1s... Reminds me of myself 2 yrs ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was at house day today... House day is definitely one thing I would remember. Looking at the sec 1s, I feel so nice with their 'enthuness', their innocent looks, or rather their blur looks..  At least, they listen to what seniors say, listen to what teachers say, at least.. they cheer loudly without complains, at least they dont have any backstabbing.  So many at least, I talk as though I wanna join them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a new favourite song.. Beautiful soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110751240079774835?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110751240079774835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110751240079774835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110751240079774835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110751240079774835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/02/sec-1s.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110744205193374155</id><published>2005-02-03T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T06:47:31.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time.. Define it....&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went to watch a play with lang and elt. Was nice. But disgusted by some people behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling wierd.. or maybe I am wierd.. I always complain about going home late, but... why do i feel so funny when i get to go home immediately after school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am never satisfied and that's not a good thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time... my friends, is never constant.. Once I felt it was going so slow.. that I am almost unchallenged.. bored..  but now, time passes so quickly, I just feel lost at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need someone to just come and guide me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the Prefect community? sound very cliche to me....   That's what Alex and some other prefects told me..   Sound very extra ah? But I like it.. cuz i get to go around with my good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High expectations.. I guess that's what you get when you have a 'good' FT and you are a CEC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My random thoughts of the week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110744205193374155?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110744205193374155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110744205193374155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110744205193374155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110744205193374155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/02/time.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110701400563229814</id><published>2005-01-29T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T07:53:25.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life can be so unpredictable... It can be taken away any time any where....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Look around you, aint you very priviledge? My cell leader was telling me of how a 13 yr old boy asked him to pray so that he can see his mom. Asking myself honestly, I pray for nothing like that. I see my mom everyday sometime even get sick of her. But what if one day.. she goes off without prior notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time.. like Lang mentioned, It would be good.. But where exactly will I turn back to? Will it even make a difference? For example if I turn back to sec 2 end of year and change my subject combination. Werent I still dislike certain people in the class? I mean different course of action will determine the consequences but there's never a fixed consequence and it will always change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Treasure what u have..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110701400563229814?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110701400563229814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110701400563229814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110701400563229814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110701400563229814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-can-be-so-unpredictable.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110665604546794250</id><published>2005-01-25T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T04:27:25.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.. I had a break from the hustle of school life.. Finally.. I had a day where I dont need to stay back.  Finally.... I had a proper lunch with my good friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Chat with Mel that day.. it seems so fun to be in NJC.. but i am contented to be in RI.. No complains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping this day would help cope better with tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Jeffery Lee for teacher mentor .. hope his good enough to take on the WINNING GROup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cello cello cello... I am screwed.. i never go for so long. teacher is gonna kill me.. pray that he wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110665604546794250?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110665604546794250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110665604546794250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110665604546794250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110665604546794250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110657692306895650</id><published>2005-01-24T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T06:28:43.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is so indecisive... One minute it's so boring... things just go so slowly... the next minute you are barely able to keep up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was just thinking to myself.... Once you done some hurt to one person and you ask them whether they forgive you or rather did it matter to them.. People most of the time would say.. it doesnt matter, or maybe.. I forget about it liaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But strangely, it works rather like girls?  When they say they dont want.. they actually want it.&lt;br /&gt;So people do actually remember it.. like myself. When people disturb me. I say I dont mind, but in fact, it's like just slowly been accumalated in me.. Slowly Slowly.. I am not sure when I will not be able to take it anymore.. but let's hope it will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. Why dont we try to stop  insults people? It's very lame to say something bad about someone and say jkjking only.. I myself am guilty of it.   I am trying to stop it..   People do remember all this minor things,  will we ever be able to remove emotional scars? Is it true that they last forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not and I rather not. I pray.. it will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, I am desperately running a race I know I can never complete..  Maybe through sheer determination.... sheer grit....... and of course support from people that I can complete it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110657692306895650?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110657692306895650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110657692306895650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110657692306895650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110657692306895650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-is-so-indecisive.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110657123734707640</id><published>2005-01-24T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T04:53:57.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Renewed everyday? I would want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So yesterday went to do cip. Learned alot. Apparently.. foriegn workers donate more than Singaporeans? Why? It puzzled me for such a long time. Until it dawned on me while talking to Lang, Singaporean are just not appreciative.  Those domestic workers come from humble background, we singaporean on the whole are quite well to do. I guess we never can feel how it is to be poor and suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same could apply to many other situation... For example buying of branded stuff.. I myself is definitely one of them, it just seems so normal for parents to get for their kids what they want. but.. stop stop.. think. Is that luxary item that necessary, is it a must for them to get it for you? Isnt't their job just to provide for ur necessity and.. emotional support.. Will that item really help you bond closer with ur parents... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church that day, it was quite a meaningful message. Talking about God renewing your life everyday.. Imaging everyday you wake up, with new hope, forgiven of all ur misdoing, misdoing all forgotten, shame hurt all healed? New challenges? Isn't it all so good? so wonderful? so SHIOK??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. to start off.. Remove all ur hatred and anger before u sleep.. wake to a brand new start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch me with your healing hands. Release me from my past. Wash me from within........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110657123734707640?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110657123734707640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110657123734707640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110657123734707640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110657123734707640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/renewed-everyday-i-would-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110636137249943331</id><published>2005-01-21T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T18:36:12.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold me tight.. never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hjk  I have been procastinating so much.. I wanna kill myself.  At least, I got the SIG outing done. It was such a great sense of achievement, I mean with Mr Fong commenting good job and how Jing Ping and Joshua and Guo Nian had so much fun. I feel just so great. And OMG.. we are going to get a new fish tank from a border. COOL MAN! It's so good..      Next, we got to plan for the track and field liaoz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never let me sweep away.......&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110636137249943331?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110636137249943331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110636137249943331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110636137249943331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110636137249943331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/hold-me-tight.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110622488511622338</id><published>2005-01-20T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T04:41:25.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A bunch of feeling we have...   Should we care?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Busy busy busy.. so busy.. I keep forgetting about trivial important stuff.... Or rather things that are important that I disregard.. Is that good? Obviously not. Need to use my memo note book more.  Feelings, what are they. Should we even care about them? I feel that I get so comfortable with my friends, I neglect them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still havent learn my lesson at obs. Felt so lonely without them, but now, everyday can see them, I neglect them.. What is this....   Why am I so inappreaciative.. always wanting things my way in a friendship.    All take, No giving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I am self conscious, actually too much. Why do I give a damn about what others think about me. From a strength to improve myself, it become a weakness that grind me down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember DONT LET THOSE BASTARD GRIND ME DOWN.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's the point of it all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110622488511622338?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110622488511622338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110622488511622338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110622488511622338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110622488511622338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/bunch-of-feeling-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110613496775800305</id><published>2005-01-19T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T03:42:47.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sianz!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jerome going back to Hong Kong? ZZZ.. will miss him i guess, even if we are not close friends. After all 2 yrs of classmates means nothing? He is unique i guess, or rather everyone is. So i will miss him for what others cannot replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jerome.. u are different. u are a fish!!! Jokes aside.  let's see.. you are very  interesting, your accent, your style of eating and even how u sweat so much everywhere u go!!!  Ok.. you mug and very hardworking..  so i guess i will miss you.. Sorry for teasing you so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110613496775800305?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110613496775800305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110613496775800305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110613496775800305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110613496775800305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/sianz-jerome-going-back-to-hong-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110597319378006129</id><published>2005-01-17T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T06:46:33.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excited.. Maybe too excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never take more than one can handle. That definitely apply to me. Why? In sec 2, I pretty much the slacker, who pons training and everything, but to the end of sec 2, I started volunteering for more stuff in my cca, and it's like..i feel ah.. finally something to do during the hols, so this went on for a pretty long time until today. Since the start of school, I started back almost everyday at 8, reason.. so many commitment..  =(       too much i guess..             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to cut down kiddo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110597319378006129?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110597319378006129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110597319378006129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110597319378006129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110597319378006129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/excited.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110575528771361480</id><published>2005-01-14T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T18:14:47.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on little kiddie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So bored today.. wake up... makan.. then slack slack slack..  Do i sense a tint of jealousy from myself? Apparently.. the geps had a much better experience at obs, due to their attitude and good weather and of course smaller group size.     Realised GEPS aint as bad as i thought.. Ali.. Jasper.. Streft.. Mervyn.. Bing Wen.. All so damn corny,then with me.. haha the whole place so 'high' .. and of course they like the same thing as express do.. PEEING IN THE SEA!!! with the whole sensation at ur ahem area.     Ali wants to be House Captain.. By all means go ahead.. i be advisor ok liaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110575528771361480?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110575528771361480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110575528771361480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110575528771361480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110575528771361480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/come-on-little-kiddie.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110571595001626357</id><published>2005-01-14T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T07:19:10.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Commitments.. and other stuffs.. I just realised a major flaw in me.     Halfway halfway one... not focus.. what can i do?? i so joker.. nvm loh.. have to push myself harder next time?? if not earlier effort all waste..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gerdouscht~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110571595001626357?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110571595001626357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110571595001626357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110571595001626357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110571595001626357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2005/01/commitments.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110433291360503997</id><published>2004-12-29T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T07:18:25.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.. I don't have so much time to blog this few days...  I shall keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;AH!! since it's almost 2005.. I shall speak of my new year resolution and reflections and of course regrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Just simply regret changing classes.. Changes.. for two yrs , 2h has gone thru many stuff together, made good frends.., met some bastards.. but after all.. it's still 2h. the muggers, the losers, the shen kia and etc. But toking about changes.. I just dont really like it, change a person for the better? or worse? or both? I guess changes really can show one's true self. It's that transition period that makes one the most vunerable and from there.. one can see whether he or she is of substances..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i dont noe what's gotten to me. For the last hols, I realised I went jogging almost everyday.. eating lesser and ... for some reasons I shallnt share. But due to that reason, I am so motivated even through I am that lazy bum trying to wake up late everyday.. haiz.. but jogging is sure good. now can run faster, longer. and I feel so much better, now gotta solve the problem of waking up at 5 everyday when school start.. And.. I apparently become quite like bert?? Er.. I er.. to some extend revamp my "wardrobe".. bought stuffs I had previously stayed clearly away from, like jeans? Long t-shirts? and I just bought zen micro with levi jeans with a new sport shoes that costs $211?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make myself less guilty.. hey.. i do this only once a year?? =) so It's justified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ok.. I guess I so call did much more this yr in RI?? er.. ok counting. - SIG president - OBS media comm chairman - Junior Comm - Av rep. - Photoclub and misc la.. Not bad.. hahah considering I did nothing during my sec 1 days.. To be a little lame, It's nice to be ur favorite teacher ' pet', i dont mean those real bad one.. I mean those teachers who have a good impression of u, always smiling at u, everything call u one. haha.. BUT IT'S DEFINITELY NOT GOOD to have A BALDING YR HEAD treating you as his pet.. EW!!!!!! similar to this, It's good to be close frends with ur seniors, lots of benefit, firstly... u so call get to hear things u dont hear with ur batch mates, u mature faster? and it's fun.. haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. next yr, i shall be photoclub president or vice la.. which is almost confirm..  and interact club comm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ok.. Basically learned how it's not easy to be a leader? learn for like 1 yr and still learning.. bascially.. u need to respect ur team mates la.. and learn to appreciate them, but one thing. some people just piss u off.. I may be one of them la.. so cant judge. BTW next time there shud a post just to call people, it's so damn sickening to call 10 people already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I need to learn to be tactful and correct my blurness.. i wanna be able to understnad ppl better? DOesnt friendship, leadership, relationship all require good communication and tactfulness? Without tactfulness, i guess communication cannot be carried out.. miscommunication will then take over, which equals to disasters.. As i have seen and experienced many of all those disasters, I must prevent myself from getting into any of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bring joy to the people around me.. Yeow hua says that the people around me are generally tense? why? cuz i am always relax and can laugh away at anything? I hope i will be able to brg happiness to everyone around me .. at least make a positive difference in them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. and.. Last thing. I wanna learn how to forgive and not forget... YES NOT FORGIVE AND FORGET..  believe me.. certain things there's no such thing as forgive and forget.. u forgive that person but apparently u cannot forget the incident.. It's normal.. what's important is that u forgive him or her.. And i need to learn to forgive.. forgiving is the key to recovery ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about all? ok.. praying for a much better yr ahead... and may god protect those tsunami victims......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110433291360503997?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110433291360503997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110433291360503997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110433291360503997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110433291360503997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2004/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780248.post-110398838987171832</id><published>2004-12-25T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T07:27:52.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone..Kennedy here.. Finally. A BLOG!!! after like er.. 2 yrs? haha.. so give me some time to refurnish this place into my dream blog.. cya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780248-110398838987171832?l=predictable--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/feeds/110398838987171832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780248&amp;postID=110398838987171832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110398838987171832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780248/posts/default/110398838987171832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://predictable--.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808911752498507923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
