<?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-7104153</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:09:19.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping off the Deep End</title><subtitle type='html'>Noisy insane person. Nothing to write. Hopefully I get to write interesting stuff so u guys wun be bored =.="</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-7211787570982797095</id><published>2008-08-31T06:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T06:25:49.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>And finally, the holidays have arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot has happened since the last time I posted until now, and boy, was it hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I went to Sydney for 10 days, because of World Youth Day.&lt;br /&gt;And damn, the experience ( and weather, WOOOHOOO ) was abso-bloody-lutely fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;The people were fun, the crowds were fun, the portions were big but my stomach was bigger.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back, had to rush all my assignments, and there was barely enough time to breathe, but somehow, I managed to catch up with everyone, just like how I told my close friends that I'll be ok, but nevertheless they doubted ... and worried.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least some worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done things I never thought I'd do, and yea.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether to be proud of myself or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, finally, all the assignments are over and stuff, so that's a really huge burden off my chest, but little did I expect that one more would jump onto me immediately after I sat the first one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that things will work out the way I hope it will ...&lt;br /&gt;But well. We'll never know till we do !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, and a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;A bad one.&lt;br /&gt;Never expected that to happen, but I guess it shows how weak humans are ...&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day, no matter how much you care or claim to,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be looking out for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either that, or I'm just not worth dying for.&lt;br /&gt;Not in a .. literal way of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to react towards that now.&lt;br /&gt;Should I be angry ? Sad ? Disappointed ? Let it slide ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life did I expect it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;If I said it out, it'd sound like I'm making a big fuss about it, but really now.&lt;br /&gt;It really screwed my day bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that day.&lt;br /&gt;It screwed it all the way till now.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still feeling screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just really really don't know how to react towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much on my plate now, but I don't know how to react towards the individual problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to chuck it aside and pray for the best ?&lt;br /&gt;Ignore till it's over ?&lt;br /&gt;Let it slide and just get on with life ?&lt;br /&gt;Fight ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems ... solutions ... doubts in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird how people say I'm so positive, yet when it comes to personal matters, I'm just so&lt;br /&gt;unconfident about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray really hard that God's plan for me is in line with what I hope for in my future ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say, yet so little.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this'll be all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya :D&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-7211787570982797095?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/7211787570982797095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=7211787570982797095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/7211787570982797095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/7211787570982797095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-2973656574989626539</id><published>2008-06-29T02:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T03:21:29.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TADAH !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm as surprised as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's me, blogging, less than 6 months away from the last entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I am, seated at home, filled with this sudden desire to blog ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, guess I just feel the need to express myself.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if anyone will notice this entry though lol !&lt;br /&gt;For those who manage to catch this ... CONGRATS ! :D&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE BEEN AWARDED 5 MINUTES AWAY FROM YOUR WORK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nonsense aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally played for the my Church Community.&lt;br /&gt;I played the guitar ... AND SANG FOR THEM ! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt great, especially since I got most of my part right lol XD&lt;br /&gt;Well ... I guess God answered my prayers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just nice to know that I was able to help the community out in my own little way, by&lt;br /&gt;you know, doing something I like, which is making music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Yea. I dunno ... Just feel the need to post an entry.&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing much ... maybe it's just an excuse for me to take attention away from my homework ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's gotten over me ...&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the 2 weeks holidays, I feel so unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not in a depressing way.&lt;br /&gt;I just ..well. Dun feel the need to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stare at the work the work stare at me, I stare at the guitar and I end up playing&lt;br /&gt;instead of doing work lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's gotten into me ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so distracted ...&lt;br /&gt;It's so frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I can do work, but somehow I just dun want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit man ... this isn't cool ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the feeling of doing work because we have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so easily motivated to work.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to me ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to work hard. Work smart.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to spend time with my close friends ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun ever want them to feel like the friendship is drifting apart ...&lt;br /&gt;Do they feel insecure ?&lt;br /&gt;Am I trying hard enough to finish work so I can hang with them ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime they ask me out and I say I'm not free, I get answers like :" haha expected that " ..&lt;br /&gt;I mean. It's good that they understand that I'm a busy little cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's kinda saddening too, because in a way, they're USED TO IT.&lt;br /&gt;It's ... I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know alot of people are probably gonna be angry hearing me type out stuff like that, and especially since I dun really share these kinda weak moments with others, but I really feel useless now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna dump everything away and go out with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I want them to know I care for them. Every single one of my dear buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I show the people around me that I care for them ?&lt;br /&gt;That ever if they need me, I'd drop everything for them ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno ... Maybe they dun feel that from me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The " I know Wei Qiang is always there for me when I need someone to turn to " ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to Wei Qiang the kukuhead, the dude who always does stupid stuff and ends up&lt;br /&gt;making his friends laugh ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here ... Just that I'm busy ... I wish I could just cry everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here, half-naked, dirty, and tired, with heavy eyebags from lack of sleep ...&lt;br /&gt;I pray. Sincerely, and most solemnly ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord. Give me the strength to stay awake. And also ... Give me the discipline and creativity I need... And Motivation ... to do well in my course. Give me the ability to do the best that I can, and even more than I can ever do on my own ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this moment of weakness ... Many people have told me that once people enter Poly ... their friendships will split up ... Lord, please help me keep these friends of mine ...&lt;br /&gt;They're far too precious to lose. Every single one of them who have journeyed with me in my life,&lt;br /&gt;Help me show them that they have always been and are still very dear and close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the " Never Say Die " attitude ... Help me work smart ... and hard ... so that I can finish&lt;br /&gt;my work fast, and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to enjoy moments with my friends, family, and community ...&lt;br /&gt;There's so much on my plate now, but I know that you wun drop me into situations that I myself cannot handle ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lord, give me all I need to settle all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun want anyone I care for to ever feel neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sigh *&lt;br /&gt;Save me Lord ... I dun think I can do it on my own. I need You to save me from this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who've read this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you have to see this ..&lt;br /&gt;But yea, I dun wanna trouble anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I need to let it out somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you bothered to read all the way to this portion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for caring enough to read all this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dun worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;AND DUN SCOLD ME ! :O&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seem happy all the time, but I do have moments of weakness too ...&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry about me ok ! Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. If you guys ever need me.&lt;br /&gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just come find me ...&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what friends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care you guys :)&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very defeated Clyde-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-2973656574989626539?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/2973656574989626539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=2973656574989626539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2973656574989626539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2973656574989626539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/06/tadah.html' title='TADAH !!!'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-5405972720400557671</id><published>2008-06-15T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:52:45.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts from up above</title><content type='html'>Hey there, it's seriously been AGES since I've last updated this blog, and yes, many people have complained that I should and stuff, so here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New BLOG ENTRY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the holidays till now, many things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks seem so short, and yet so long.&lt;br /&gt;Neither here nor there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of school, I rushed home to pack up and go for Convivience.&lt;br /&gt;For those unfamiliar with this term, it's like a spiritual retreat of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This convivience was special, as it could mean the start of a new community in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I've been attending Cathecesis, which is a sort of talk (..? ) given by some of the people,&lt;br /&gt;on Community life and stuff, and about life as a Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it, I understand many things, and many ideals which I've had inside me was strengthened by their affirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really wanted to see the birth of the Community, so that we could journey on in years to come ( It's a lifelong commitment ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Friday night all the way to Sunday afternoon, I've met many people from many walks of life, different races, all gathered together because of the Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool to know that the rich and the poor, the young and the old, the highly intelligent and the normal people can mix around because of this one thing we have in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt the guitar from friends,&lt;br /&gt;played pillow fights with the young,&lt;br /&gt;spoke to the adults,&lt;br /&gt;and got hugs from the elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This community was beautiful. Everyone was united, and I really REALLY wanted to continue on this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my wish came true, as it was formed :)&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the people who attended, only one did not join.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else was as touched as I was, and wanted to continue the journey with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, one thing I like about the community is that we're Human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. If you go to the normal churches and all, everything is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;There is very little or hardly any error, and everything just becomes a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest does this, you do this.&lt;br /&gt;He does that, you do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dun even have to listen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just read off the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human touch is taken away, and replaced by our Singaporean style.&lt;br /&gt;Orderly ... fixed .... Lack of human contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when it comes to the sign of peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( For those not Catholic who've read this far, the sign of peace is when you forgive people around you for their sins, and make peace with each other. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It's my favourite moment btw lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just look around and nod their heads.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's waiting for a cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reach out your hand, I will shake it and say peace with you.&lt;br /&gt;You do nothing, I do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just becomes a routine :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the beauty of the Community is that it's for a small group ( The maximum amount allowed for a community is 50 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the Eucharist, you're aware of EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone sings praise.&lt;br /&gt;The cantors ( musicians ..? ) play their classical guitars,&lt;br /&gt;and the drummer(s) ( HEY THAT'S ME :D ) plays the congo ( If I'm not wrong, it's called a congo )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes might occur, because everyone has to do the readings and stuff, so it shows us the more human side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because He loves us the way we are.&lt;br /&gt;Flaws and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should we force ourselves to follow a certain path, which makes it better, but takes away&lt;br /&gt;the human touch ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that really joy ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, but I definitely enjoy Community Eucharist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially at the Sign of Peace lol.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's just running all over the place, and we do the sign of peace with each other ( cheek to cheek )&lt;br /&gt;It just makes everything so much more beautiful and united.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and the dance at the end of Eucharist.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like some  traditional folk dance.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone links hands and dance in a circle, while those who play instruments play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME ! MY WHOLE COMMUNITY DANCED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I felt so good hitting that drum, to the tune of the guitar, as everyone's dancing happily,&lt;br /&gt;young and old, men and women .. All united, happily dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I FINALLY got to hang out with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell you guys how happy I am to finally hang out lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to plan out my work so we could hang out again this week aye ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been kick ass, slacking around, talking cock like we all used to.&lt;br /&gt;Just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myself again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watching AUGUST RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST RUSH IS A GREAT MOVIE I TELL YOU ALL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MUST CATCH IT IF YOU'RE A MUSIC LOVER.&lt;br /&gt;It's BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFUL I TELL YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks TD for teaching me some songs on the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Though I want to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME MORE KNOWLEDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can play the guitar properly, and we have like, 3 hour breaks and stuff in school, I'd so friggin' bring the guitar to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm more of a drum person, the guitar is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums bring me to this special place when I really play with my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of it all is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But SHIT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar brings me to a different kinda high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit there in the darkness playing Past Recedes by John Frusciante ( Well .. only the starting :( )&lt;br /&gt;I feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;Though my fingers burn from the inexperience of the flesh against steel strings, I press on, because just knowing that I am making that wonder sound makes me so pumped up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TD TEACH ME THE FULL SONG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and can anyone tell me how to do a proper bar chord.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having alot of problem doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Fingers are still weak, and their stubbiness doesn't help :P lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling I get when I strum the guitar ( though I'm not good at it )&lt;br /&gt;Just gives me such a good vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn more chords to carry on that tune I've created.&lt;br /&gt;I need more knowledge in guitar ... GUITAR !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we talk about DMD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMD lecturers gives us 5 friggin' assignments ( Happy Holidays ! .... Suckers ! )&lt;br /&gt;I love the course, I really do, but I was so hoping that this 2 weeks would be untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice break for us all to catch up with our loved ones, and perhaps know each other better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps update ourselves on the current stuff that's going on nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's fighting this battle,&lt;br /&gt;so I should buck up too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially since I've not done much lol @.@"&lt;br /&gt;Sandra's planning was for naught ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WUN GO TO WASTE AHHHHHH !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will catch up with you all lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a little time to hang out with my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the entry's not too long for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;well for those that made it this far at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're updated on my life XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well take care everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-5405972720400557671?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/5405972720400557671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=5405972720400557671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/5405972720400557671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/5405972720400557671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/06/gifts-from-up-above.html' title='Gifts from up above'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-6691749710502967461</id><published>2008-03-09T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:22:36.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a very long time since I've last blogged, aye ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the holidays came, I've done nothing but spend quality time with good buddies.&lt;br /&gt;Been skating, jamming, drumming, rotting, and so much more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did feel an obligation to write many a time, but I always ended up doing something else lol @.@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly. I shall talk about. GANGSTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     GANGSTERS &lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day,  my friend decided to go to the arcade to practice his drumming with Drummania.&lt;br /&gt;So there he was, drumming away happily, when suddenly, a group of people entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Drummania being Drummania, attracted people to the sides to check out the player's skill.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, this chow ah beng ( Which shall be known as CAB ) pushed his CAB buddy to my friend, trying to knock him over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But WATAH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIEND IS AN AIKIDO MASTA ! TOEEEEEEE YARRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;So they failed.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;Suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they didn't stop there !&lt;br /&gt;They gathered, and put together what little brain they have to form ... HALF A BRAIN !&lt;br /&gt;They thought :" HOW CAN WE MAKE HIM BUAY SONG US AND GIVE US AN EXCUSE TO * try to * BEAT HIM * and possibly die in the process due to our wimpy GANGster lifestyle * "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CAB A said to the others.&lt;br /&gt;" I ... I tried to play it once before. I .. I think that we can increase the speed by pressing those two buttons together ! If the notes come down faster ... it MUST mean that the song is faster and harder to play, right ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* CAB B * " YAYA ! I agree ! I always see CABs acting pro with super fast songs ! Remember that day at .. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* CAB C * " YA OK ! We shall go with that idea. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mustering all their courage * and it must have taken hours for them to muster this much courage * and using all the balls they have * sadly, they only form 2, when combined together *&lt;br /&gt;They took my friend by surprise and increased the speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accomplishing their mission, and hoping they would get beaten, they ran back and giggled like crazy schoolgirls * Sorry Girls. I mean those .. very ... You get what I mean. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, my friend tolerated all these, and just continued the game. But he knew the CABs were not appeased till they saw songs that fried their brains and made them confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he proceeded to the harder songs.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, their brains got fried. Brains fried ... pants wet ... Yes. CABs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, they were trying to impress the CALs that were with them. ( Should be able to get it aye ? If you haven't figured it out, it's Chao Ah Lian. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the excitement got to the CALs too, who proceeded to disturb my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hello, can I have a chair ? "&lt;br /&gt;" Erm, miss. There are alot of chairs around you. Why dun you get those ? "&lt;br /&gt;" No no, I want the one you're sitting on "&lt;br /&gt;" ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. If that's what they do for entertainment ... I dun really wanna imagine what they do in their everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my friend told me his encounter with the Beings of lesser intelligence, it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I've heard of stories of gangSTERS. PROPER. DECENT. PEOPLE. WHO WORK.&lt;br /&gt;Though in a different way from ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, Gangsters were PROPER people. I'm not saying their the best people in the world, but they had morales and decent standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One gangster probably had enough balls for 10 men ( which is like .. 20 balls ? )&lt;br /&gt;And the could probably break durians with their punches. The extremely thorny ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. They were men with guts. They lived life on the edge, and they DEFINITELY. Did NOT. Need to disturb people to impress chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor do they need to be in a gang to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could single handedly go into battle and walk out alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what has happened to the once powerful GANGSTERS ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Gangsters, it has become gANGSTers, to GANGsters.&lt;br /&gt;Sad. If an Old School Gangster were to see them GANGsters nowadays, I think he'd commit suicide. Oh, the shame he will feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Especially when the CALs aren't that much of a catch. CABs dying to impress CALs which aren't much of a catch ? Sad. Saaaaad desperate lives. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. Tis a generalisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ok not really. ABs are ABs. But there's a reason why CABs are called CABs, and not ABs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CALs, not called AL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to my next topic. Living my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;                                            LIVING MY LIFE TO THE FULLEST&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late, I'm starting to realise something.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been living my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YK once told me that he thought my life was rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I have Kendo, skating, drumming, going out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;That I'm rather active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought to myself :" Am I ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was awhile ago, but suddenly, I thought of what I've done so far, and I felt a sinking sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some questions that popped into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" IFS "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Outing with friends "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Music "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IFS, stands for Imaginary Friends Studios.&lt;br /&gt;It is rather famous, and I guess one of the more well known things they have made is the DOTA loading page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES ! THOSE HEROES ?&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL RIGHT ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IFS made'em. Yuuuuup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I as a designer haven't even heard of'em until later on. In fact, I only found out in Sem 2.&lt;br /&gt;Chats with teachers, and companies mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly knew any.&lt;br /&gt;Cept for DISNEY ! WOHOOO WE ALL NEED A HEALTHY DOSE OF MICKEY MOUSE, YES SIREE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point is.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I know nothing, when everyone else has done research of sorts ?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a show that I lack passion ? Or interest ?&lt;br /&gt;Or the drive to go search up and improve by myself ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTING WITH FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do go out with friends. I rarely get to do so. They have been understanding, very, actually. And these efforts are noted and appreciated. But surely I can do something about it ??&lt;br /&gt;Work harder, work faster, work smarter ... There must be SOMETHING I'm not doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to contribute to the continued growth of the beautiful friendships I have.&lt;br /&gt;Can't bear to lose any of'em.&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;And I intend to treasure them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an important part of my life, and yet something I spend so little time on.&lt;br /&gt;How often do I drum ?&lt;br /&gt;How much do I know any the history ?&lt;br /&gt;What are my contributions to the band ?&lt;br /&gt;Am I a liability, or a bonus to the band ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these point out something.&lt;br /&gt;And it's as obvious as a soccerball stuck in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I HAVENT LIVED MY LIFE TO THE FULLEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I lived as if there's no tomorrow ?&lt;br /&gt;Do I give my all in everything I do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ... No ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST IMPROVE.&lt;br /&gt;I must work hard so I can have time to spend with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I must give quality work.&lt;br /&gt;I must not procrastinate too often !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Once in awhile is ok. It's good for the soul =x lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;A better son, a better friend, a better leader, a better follower, a better student, a better teacher, a better listener, a better speaker ... I MUST BE THE BEST THAT I CAN BE AND EVEN MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I humbly ask God to give me the strength and motivation to do so.&lt;br /&gt;God, please save me. Bring me through this, and make me a better person than I can ever become by myself. AMEN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;                         And my last topic. What I like about the Confession of Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;                                 THE CONFESSION OF FAITH  ( It's a religious thing )&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out something beautiful and often taken for granted today in Church.&lt;br /&gt;The Confession Of Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" We believe in the Lord, the giver of Life, who proceeds from the Father.........  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed how the whole church says it in unison ?&lt;br /&gt;The faster will pause for the slower, the slower will speak faster, pauses will happen, speeches will be increased in speed. Everyone follows the Priest's lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone's there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;Like Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;If you fall behind, we will help you up. If we dun, we will at least stop and wait for you to get up.&lt;br /&gt;If everyone's in front and you're too far behind, you will run ahead to catch up with the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Religion.&lt;br /&gt;Humans.&lt;br /&gt;My Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World is beautiful. Life IS Beautiful. It's just some asses in it that screws it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you wanna say the world is a horrible please.&lt;br /&gt;Please rephrase it.&lt;br /&gt;The world is beautiful. It's just the people in it that aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-6691749710502967461?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/6691749710502967461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=6691749710502967461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/6691749710502967461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/6691749710502967461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-1051688819429936368</id><published>2008-01-31T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:42:25.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANDL !!</title><content type='html'>ROARRRR !!! MANDL THIS POST IS FOR YOU ! &gt;:OOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, good friend Mandl has reminded me that my blog is collecting dust again.&lt;br /&gt;And that's a big nuh-uh :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming, so all the dust should be swept away ! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall update again, some random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok actually I didn't really know what to blog about, so I went to google.com and searched random under images. And the first pic that caught my attention was a lion :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toy lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have visited my Friendster account and viewed the pictures, you would notice a toy lion, that has way cooler hair than mine ( Mine .... is like grass :'( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. It is smooth grass. As Shu Yun would know, since she pats me on the head everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to bring out the motherly instincts in some women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ! I think Shu Yun treats me as a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH reminds me of Miss Choi Ying &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Digital Imaging Assignment 2, I had Miss Choi Ying in charge of the group. She was supposedly rather strict, and fierce to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, everyone wasn't keen on showing her their work, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, it was my turn to present my sketches to her, and after I was done explaining, I asked her if she had any comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :" Erm ... Is there anything I can improve on, Miss Choi Yin ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Choi Yin :" If I were married young ... I would have a son just like you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea that was rather random o.o"&lt;br /&gt;I mean, yea in our industry, we're kinda supposed to be the imaginative, random sorda people right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that one really tops it all XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all my life, that was the most random thing a teacher has ever said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yea, back to lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had that toy lion for a few years now.&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I was invited by my cousin to some school carnival of hers, and we had some fun playing games and eating and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving, she spotted this game where the prizes were rather ... cute ..?&lt;br /&gt;So she was like :" EH EH KOR KOR GO PLAY ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like ok anything~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we tried playing the game, and somehow I won a prize ! :O&lt;br /&gt;My Lion called out to me :" Pick me ... piicccckkkk meeeee "&lt;br /&gt;So following my instincts, I chose that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousin was like :" OIE GIVE ME LEH ! GIVE IT TO MEEE ! "&lt;br /&gt;And she kept saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wanted to, but she was being a spoilt child, so I decided not to XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE YOU HAVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A RANDOM POST .... OF NOTHINGNESS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANDL THIS IS FOR YOU ROARRRRR !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-1051688819429936368?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/1051688819429936368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=1051688819429936368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/1051688819429936368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/1051688819429936368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/mandl.html' title='MANDL !!'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-5178770505141799836</id><published>2008-01-26T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T13:46:39.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIP !</title><content type='html'>Today, I got to spend some quality time with Justin, Clarence, Vishal, and Chyuan Loong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's was friggin' fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been awhile since I've had the chance to just rot somewhere and talk loads and loads of shit.&lt;br /&gt;Rayson once said consuming chocolate was like having sex, because they release the same chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta say.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy being with my friends more than eating chocolates. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about old times ( The Gwyn Era ), of all the random shits THEY did to Gwyn, and all the shitty little stuffs that happened in Secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna say something to Clarence especially : We will all remain as greats friends FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;As long as we believe in, trust, and remember each other, we will never drift apart !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that goes to Justin, Chyuan Loong, Vishal, Don, Nick, Eugene, TD, Mark, Alfred, and Shaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all nakama.&lt;br /&gt;You've all been in my great adventure of life so far, and no matter what, you're stuck with me &gt;:D Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apart from the fun I had then, I also had some fun before meeting up with'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time doing up my " Pink Panther " animation, but still, minor bugs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Planning to stay back on Tuesday to fine-tune my Pink Panther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to do well for animation ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, saw Kelly today. She didn't give me my grade-of-the-day lol @.@"&lt;br /&gt;Oh well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Didn't get to say bye to her too. Bye ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today ... is the Epic day when EPIC-ian JIA WEI showed me the EPIC game of these EPIC times, with his EPIC machine of wonder-games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking................MAMA !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Wow ... Even better than mama "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHO ! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Jia Wei. I will not buy a Nintendo DS no matter how EPIC Cooking Mama is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some fun, found out I was a failure in the digital cooking world.&lt;br /&gt;Cooking Mama praised me ! :O&lt;br /&gt;But ... I've disappointed her too :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dun worry, Mama will fix this "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D ... Ooook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel a little more like myself again.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to take a nice bath and get-on-down to work !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howwwwdy how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Time to procrastinate :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chyuan Loong &amp;amp; Justin :Why do humans love beans ..? WHY ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-5178770505141799836?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/5178770505141799836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=5178770505141799836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/5178770505141799836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/5178770505141799836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/friendship.html' title='FRIENDSHIP !'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-6776359683212294516</id><published>2008-01-24T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:15:46.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Today's topic, is about Love !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I dunno what to talk about, so this is the random-ed topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Have you ever had friends who have found their other halves ?&lt;br /&gt;And when you see them with their significant other, they go :" So-and-so, this is my stead. And this is so-and-so "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with that sentence ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say stead. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think it's a bloody degrading word.&lt;br /&gt;Stead this stead that. My stead here and my stead there.&lt;br /&gt;It's like calling him/her an object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. Better not get too wordy on that topic. Might bore you all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, as I promised Jian Wei ( Hope he found my blog )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ..... PHONE.... SEX !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, when Wei Qiang was in Secondary 2, a girl called him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Girl * :" Hello ... I'm alone at home right now ...&lt;br /&gt;* Me * :" Erm. Ok ..? "&lt;br /&gt;* Girl * :" I'm in my parents room ... I was searching through their cupboards when I found some porn. "&lt;br /&gt;* Me * :" Ok. "&lt;br /&gt;* Girl * :" There's this girl ... then ...... ( Contents might be disgusting to females and shall be censored by nonsensical gibberish starting from .... now oBAOUSHDOUHWOBWOUBSDOUBSOADUBOD. AOSIDN. )&lt;br /&gt;* Me * :" Hm. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;* Girl * :" I also found a (STARTS WITH A D AND ENDS WITH AN O ! ) in my mum's cupboard ... I'm playing with it now ...&lt;br /&gt;* Me * " Erm .... "&lt;br /&gt;* Girl * :" Can you close the window please ? "&lt;br /&gt;* Me * :" Ok, you wait for awhile k ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Closes window *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Girl * :" Ohh .. so that's where you stay at "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Me * :" .... " * Just-got-duped-and-am-speechless-face *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note. I was totally caught off guard. I remember I was playing diablo that time LOL !&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, you're trying to kill some skeletons and some girl calls you saying that she's screwing herself with her mum's ... D*blahblah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That was the beginning of a rather weird friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I totally unaffected due to my blur nature, I also didn't know what she was saying and doing at all. All I wanted to know was how the HECK did this girl get my number, and call me everyday to make funny noises over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the months though, I understood a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would call, and ask what colour was I wearing ( underneath your clothes ~ )&lt;br /&gt;And I would just give a random colour of the day, as I was always playing games when she calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It became a sort of habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever she made those noises ( Those who are experienced in BIOLOGY ERM_EREMR_EMRE_REMGM_EG HMM HMM. Should know what I mean. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would say that I was too quiet, as I just played my games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So inexperienced little me just thought of a solution out of the mess this weird-little friend has given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Too quiet ? What noise am I supposed to make ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to use the age old technique : MONKEY SEE. MONKEY DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would pant as if I ran up 10 stories 10 times, to match her tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got wild, she'd ask me if I wanted to hear her breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I'll say yes, just so she wun feel offended, and she would smack it on the phone or something, because I'll hear dull thuds on the phone, like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Plop. plop. plop. plop. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, she asked me to meet her. Apparently, she stayed rather close.&lt;br /&gt;So as I was gonna meet her, I decided to ask 2 of my friends along, to back me up.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what'll happen aye ? She might be some 80 year old grannie who'll force feed me cookies till I die, and proceed to chop my body up to tiny little bits to feed her precious cats, and sell her cats to the pet shop to make ends meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, when I rang her doorbell, she said :" Your friends are around. I can't open the door. :"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said :" Hey you guys, go hide ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friends ran behind the corridor pillar thingies and popped their heads out to see what'll happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, she just stopped calling.&lt;br /&gt;For some strange reason, I can't remember the reason why she stopped calling, or if she totally stopped suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, I had a bloody weird pleasure-buddy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;She has the " fun " while I just please her by doing her will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. :D&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda fun. lol. Maybe it became a habit.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I'd get a weird call from that weird girl, and she'd make noises and demand for me to do so too, and I'd oblige, and she'd be so happy, and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Isn't life fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to do typo.&lt;br /&gt;Dun procrastinate too long in my blog aye.&lt;br /&gt;My entry should be long enough to take away at least 5 minutes ?&lt;br /&gt;So take that as a short break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I dun bore you guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do tag if you read ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-6776359683212294516?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/6776359683212294516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=6776359683212294516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/6776359683212294516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/6776359683212294516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-7698304138813473661</id><published>2008-01-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:03:02.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x.o</title><content type='html'>Hello there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to thank those who have read and commented on the tagboard. :D&lt;br /&gt;Do let me know if my blog is too long and draggy or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, there's always room for improvement ..! O.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after lessons ended, me and the a couple of the guys went to play the long awaited ... SOCCER MATCH ! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Felt very kiasu because of it. I brought one gigantic plastic bag just to put my clothing, while every had tiny little bags. WAHHHH ! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the match-up was ... AJ ! JIAN WEI ! LING YANG ! OREO ! RAYSON ! And BIG BOSS YK !&lt;br /&gt;And me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The matches were surprisingly fun, and that's a big thing, seeing as I'm a guy who doesn't really enjoy soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to dislike playing soccer because I couldn't shoot properly lol XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. It was still the same today. I tried to shoot and Ling Yang was like :" MISS ! " and it flew so far away I had to run and hide my face lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of fun with the guys. It was fun. Ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope AJ reads this.&lt;br /&gt;Cause just now when we were playing, I kicked the ball, and I actually SCORED OMG !&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy I screamed.&lt;br /&gt;I so rarely score, that it's like the appearence of a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like :" WAHHH I SCORE LEH !!! WAHHHH I SCOREDD ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one felt offended by it.&lt;br /&gt;It was a personal thing XD lol&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to agitate the opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports, to me, is about having fun with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I had alot of it today.&lt;br /&gt;So would like to thank you all ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm .. I forgot what else I wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I suddenly have blog-visions.&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to share it with everyone, but in the end I forgot lol ! @.@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the lift just now, on my way home, when suddenly, the lift stopped at Level 3.&lt;br /&gt;" Level 3, doors opening "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, a dustbin and a table crashed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, someone thought it would be pretty funny to see someone injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a warning to those from NYP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO be careful when you are in the lift, and it stops at a floor you didn't press.&lt;br /&gt;Someone idiot might be trying to play a prank on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder. Is it someone ... or something ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every school has stories of encounters of the Supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;I've had an encounter in NYP too, so yea. Who knows ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope I didn't scare you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care aye everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;DO TAG ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-7698304138813473661?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/7698304138813473661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=7698304138813473661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/7698304138813473661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/7698304138813473661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/xo.html' title='x.o'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-2106436100631413367</id><published>2008-01-20T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:33:45.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi ! :D</title><content type='html'>Was in the car yesterday, on my way back from gran's house, when I suddenly heard this random song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite soothing, and a random question popped into my head after that random song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What would life be like without Music ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine what life would be like.&lt;br /&gt;It'd be TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;NO MUSIC ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life would be so terrible lah XD lol&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a life with my drums ..&lt;br /&gt;Although I dun play it every friggin' day, I do stare at it every once in awhile and think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:" Man. I'm one heck of a lucky bugger. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums has got to be the " toughest " instrument in a typical band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a guitarist, all you gotta do is purchase a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acoustic / Classical ? - Able to purchase a cheap one at less than $100. Possibly lesser than $50.&lt;br /&gt;Electric ? - If you just get a beginner's set, you could buy one, inclusive of an amp, for less than $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a bassist, you could get the stuff pretty cheap too, if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keyboardist ? - A cheap keyboard can be bought for less than $200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But drums ??? :D ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine's friggin' $1800.&lt;br /&gt;And that was with a 50% discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how cheap is that ? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was able to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry neighbours ? - Apart from the first time I started playing my drums, there has been no complaints so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. The first complain was pretty cool. I was drumming, in my own world, when suddenly my mum was in the room, tapping my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody scared me. Cause when you're really into it, you dun really notice anything, especially if you're drumming, since you practically can't hear anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like :" What ?! " * Was still trying to get over shock *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Didn't you hear the neighbours complaining ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" HUH ! GOT MEH ?! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ya. Just now, a half naked ah pek from the opposite block was shouting OIE OIE OIE and pointing in your general direction "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ... Oops ..? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that I decided to stop playing after 7pm, to be considerate to the neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, no more complaints XD&lt;br /&gt;I've got rockin' neighbours !! WOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND my next-door neighbour ( an auntie btw ) actually said I was pretty good and encouraged me to play louder LOL ! ROCK ON AUNTIE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was like, such a great compliment.&lt;br /&gt;An auntie that appreciates drums.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. Maybe she had a wild past. lol. :O MAYBE SHE WAS A DRUMMER TOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess what I'm saying is, a world without music ... omg. It'd be so lifeless. It would never be the world it is today, though it isn't exactly a perfect world. But hey, it ain't such a shitty place too aye ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just gotta do our own part to rock the world.&lt;br /&gt;Especially with so many negative and doubtful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty sad to know that there're so many people behaving selfishly because they have the mentality that " If I dun do it, others will "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sad, aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my neighbours lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And DO tag if anyone reads these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-2106436100631413367?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/2106436100631413367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=2106436100631413367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2106436100631413367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2106436100631413367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/sushi-d.html' title='Sushi ! :D'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-9093405446703836799</id><published>2008-01-20T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T02:33:31.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boogabalachan</title><content type='html'>Well here we are, another blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't able to update on Friday as I was tired after my Kendo practice.&lt;br /&gt;Having not gone to many practices, I lagged behind quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;KianChew and the others encouraged me, saying that it was due to my lack of training,&lt;br /&gt;and that I wasn't THAT bad, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be good if I could be better. XD&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel, a kendo senior, practically overpowered me.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY. Overpowered. Me.&lt;br /&gt;We were told to have minute long shi-ais with each partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Shi-ai is competition, if I'm not mistaken *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told to practice being brutal, as we were too gentle, and Gabriel was doing an excellent job.&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to fight back, but somehow, I wasn't able to resist at all. It was like a lion biting a ragdoll. He tried to get me to fight back, asking me what I was gonna do about it, but even after trying with all my might, all I could do was get pushed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling is still fresh in my mind I guess.&lt;br /&gt;As he looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so lowly.&lt;br /&gt;After Kendo, I daren't even speak to him.&lt;br /&gt;It was that bad. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try to do some personal training during this 1 month's break from Kendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm supposed to be doing my work as usual, and as you can see, it isn't going very well lol @.@"&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so much more interesting when you're facing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I'm not gonna run away.&lt;br /&gt;I will solve this problem, even if it means not sleeping !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep running forever.&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep saying :" Ohh I need sleep "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck. Everyone needs'em.&lt;br /&gt;But those who can rise above these petty needs and excuses are those who will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to succeed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a great animator !&lt;br /&gt;And if it means doing well if these stuff, then I BLOODY HELL WILL &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;BUA BUA BUA BUA BUAHAHAHA ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I kept thinking of stuff to update, but in the end I forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;I friggin' love drumming &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on ya'll !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-9093405446703836799?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/9093405446703836799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=9093405446703836799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/9093405446703836799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/9093405446703836799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/boogabalachan.html' title='Boogabalachan'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-2003310474758100106</id><published>2008-01-17T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:12:02.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;:D</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are again, on another entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be able to update on a daily basis ..?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Today started off as a pretty happy day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way to school, and as usual, bus 159 was crowded :P&lt;br /&gt;Packed. Filled with people ... We were literally sardines in a can.&lt;br /&gt;... Well. I was one of the ones fortunate enough to be seated. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few stops, 2 old men and this lady boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 empty seats then, so one old man sat down, and the lady, who&lt;br /&gt;could take the other seat, chose to let the old man behind her sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL LAH ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very very used to giving up my seats, but seeing people do it ?&lt;br /&gt;It just makes you feel all tingly inside.&lt;br /&gt;Like the feeling you get when you watch a family movie and everything turns out right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very proud of the lady, and I decided :" Ok, when the bus stops, I will give up my seat for her. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the bus was about to stop, another thing happened ! :O&lt;br /&gt;This guy who was seated at the opposite row of seats got up, and offered the lady his seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHH SO COOL LAH ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I couldn't help grinning then already. But I tried not to look like the retarded sea monkey I was inside, so I tried to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, came the next stop, and this elderly lady boarded the bus with her grandchild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I had to chance to give up my seat.&lt;br /&gt;So I was like :" Yea, 3rd person to give up seats, quite a good day "&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly, this man seated near me got up too, and gave up his seat to the elderly lady !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHH!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, it was one of the nicest things I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I would do that, but then again I know that they would, so ya.&lt;br /&gt;But for STRANGERS to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow !&lt;br /&gt;How often do you see people pretending not to notice or better yet, just stare the person straight in the face with no hint of remorse ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) It's days like this that I'm proud to be known as a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;It's not often, but it's a start :D&lt;br /&gt;A good start to 2008 aye ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, according to Kelly, my hair today was a grade C. Well at least I didn't fail :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said it was pretty ok, but she didn't like how my back seemed ... done in haste ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea ! A C !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I said before, if one likes, another wun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jac, a friend and classmate, said my hair looked weird, cause it looked flat :P&lt;br /&gt;WRAWH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the girls could gather and discuss about my hair before tellling me XD&lt;br /&gt;Like some tribal council :P&lt;br /&gt;And give me a general grade or something.&lt;br /&gt;Critique sessions !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll try to "beautify" myself lol @.@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get started on my work.&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-2003310474758100106?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/2003310474758100106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=2003310474758100106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2003310474758100106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2003310474758100106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/d.html' title='&gt;:D'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-2020187339720696483</id><published>2008-01-16T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T11:44:06.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Bunnies !</title><content type='html'>Hello again XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. it's been a long time since I've last updated ..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it would be good to be active in this blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I entered this course, I've been so busy that I have very little time to spend going out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I've been a pretty lucky guy aye ? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have true friends, who understand and try their best to be patient with me..&lt;br /&gt;So this year ( Yes it's 2008 now )&lt;br /&gt;I will work harder so we will have time to go out ! :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school's pretty ok actually.&lt;br /&gt;In a weird sorda way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the workload never ends ( Yay ! ._. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made new friends, and I believe these friendships will last too :D&lt;br /&gt;So ya, let's all work hard together and try our best to remain healthy ! @.@"b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just thinking about my childhood awhile ago, thinking of all the stuff I did when I was younger lol. I guess my life was pretty fun ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is but an introduction.&lt;br /&gt;When my random thoughts pop up, Imma be flooding this blog ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-2020187339720696483?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/2020187339720696483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=2020187339720696483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2020187339720696483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/2020187339720696483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2008/01/space-bunnies.html' title='Space Bunnies !'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-4821904724095738344</id><published>2007-07-14T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:20:48.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years later ..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO EVERYONE XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 long years, here comes a post ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many many many things have happened in the past 2 years =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made it past the N levels ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made it past the O levels ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked as a Sales Promoter ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scolded my Superior and got kicked out of Takashimaya lol ! ( That was good shit ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best thing is, my company agrees that my Superior is a ****head and they didn't fire me =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I continued working for my company, just that I worked in the warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I enter Poly ... ( NYP )&lt;br /&gt;Got into the course I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many new things to learn in Poly, so many new people, and I'm really glad I was able to join Kendo, and I've met alot of people there ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, 2 years later ... I'm a design student, who still hates wearing his specs, with longer hair than before, and with a whole new bunch of friends, along with the great old ones ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HERE WE GO ... THE NEW AND IMPROVED .... SLAPPA YOUR FACE AT BLOGSPOT DOT COM ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-4821904724095738344?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/4821904724095738344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=4821904724095738344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/4821904724095738344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/4821904724095738344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2007/07/2-years-later.html' title='2 years later ..!'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-112043648016319437</id><published>2005-07-04T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T08:21:20.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifestyles of the rich and the poor</title><content type='html'>Hello @_@&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I've last blogged &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again, but I didn't get a chance to use the computer or get any inspiration till now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was with my dad and bro when suddenly, my aunt called, saying that she was inviting us to eat at this real fancy restaurant in some fancy place for the rich people called Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I had gone over to my dad's on the day before to study, I was wearing random shirts and pants cause I didn't really care about my appearance and I was wearing a pair o' slippers looking really informal and all, so we set off and dad said he was worried I wouldn't be allowed into the place :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached there, and I realised " whoa, it really is big and stuff .."&lt;br /&gt;Everything felt so different from my everyday life, the people, the way they behave, stuff like that, and they all seemed really at home with this kinda things going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just standing there alone made me feel that I don't belong in such a place.&lt;br /&gt;It was so formal and so filled with people who are rich, I was choking there, so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were seated.&lt;br /&gt;And the people there were ok, but my aunt was saying :" wow the service here is bad "&lt;br /&gt;BAD ?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THAT ?? O_O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was ok, sure it was a little slow, but it's alot faster than what I'm used to, and they had an excuse there, the whole place was packed with customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was really nice ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins were also there, and they were all grown up. I felt like a small kid around them ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what their impression was of me when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;What is their impression of me now, too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rarely get a chance to talk, since we only meet once every year during chinese new year ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;But ya, in my mind, they're always the nice caring cousins ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of'em graduated overseas and all, and when she got back she said her dream was to open a dessert shop over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, she graduated O_O&lt;br /&gt;Her dream is to set up a dessert shop, which doesn't even require her graduating.&lt;br /&gt;And her daring to step up and reach out for her dream makes me really proud of her ^_^&lt;br /&gt;To me she's like someone free from the clutches of the society, where u always studied hard so u can get a high paying job to lead a good life and stuff like that, always reaching out to get more money, but here she is, wanting nothing more than a dessert shop ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad to ask her if she needed help when her starts business, because I'm really proud of her because she dared to defy everything to reach out for her dream, and he had to mention it in front of everyone yesterday while we were eating @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone was " ohhing " and " ahhing " at me being proud of her :P&lt;br /&gt;Kinda gets a guy feeling embarassed duncha think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was over, I asked myself if I could make it too, if I wanted to fit into this lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where u are rich and stuff, and I'm really very confused, because I dun know what I want in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well .. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see we'll see ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-112043648016319437?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/112043648016319437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=112043648016319437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/112043648016319437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/112043648016319437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/07/lifestyles-of-rich-and-poor.html' title='Lifestyles of the rich and the poor'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-111944690451520134</id><published>2005-06-22T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:28:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>Sad little me.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Family Problems.&lt;br /&gt;But because I still have that LITTLE respect I shall not say anything more about it.&lt;br /&gt;If you're curious and wanna know, dun ask.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Sad. I feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Just dun ask anything about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-111944690451520134?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/111944690451520134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=111944690451520134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111944690451520134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111944690451520134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/06/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-111841737586566647</id><published>2005-06-10T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T23:29:35.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd update today .. WOHOO @_@</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is the second time I'm updating today. Amazing, or what ? @_@"&lt;br /&gt;I hope this goes on ^_^&lt;br /&gt;This way, no matter how far apart I am from my friends, at least I have a link to them, through this blog, and through their blogs ^_^&lt;br /&gt;YAY @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's see, after updating the blog and everything,&lt;br /&gt;I surfed around the net, after which I loaded some songs into my Zen Micro and rushed off&lt;br /&gt;to meet Eugene and TD before we all go to Nick's house together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda shocked I was the first one to reach there @_@&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I used to being late, which I really hate ..&lt;br /&gt;My friends around me all felt it was kinda part of my character to get late lol ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I hate it, of course they do too, but they accept me even with my flaws ..&lt;br /&gt;So nice of them @_@&lt;br /&gt;But I dun like being late .. honest. I'm trying my best to manage my time so yea dun worry,&lt;br /&gt;I'll get rid of this bad habit ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I was early, and I thought I was late, cause I didn't remember if it was supposed to 10:30am, or 11:30am, and I panicked, so I called the others to check if I was late or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I was right, it was 11:30 @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we rushed through our meals and made our way to Nick's house.&lt;br /&gt;His house was real clean as usual,&lt;br /&gt;and we went into his study room where I got attracted to this funny looking cowboy hat, which&lt;br /&gt;I then wore, but he told me it was his dad's, but said it was ok when I wanted to put it back.&lt;br /&gt;^_^ IT WAS REALLY FUN.&lt;br /&gt;I got really enthu with the hat on, though I dunno what the nuts I looked like, but I really liked&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of a hat on my head ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Well, those kinda hats anyways.&lt;br /&gt;It was big, yet comfy, not too tight, but it wun drop, and it fits my head just right @_@&lt;br /&gt;YAY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was real happy throughout the whole meeting, because somehow with the cap, ideas kept flowing in and I was really happy and stuff, dunno why, lol, it was fun !&lt;br /&gt;So we spent the time trying out alot of ideas and everything, and in the end we changed into a&lt;br /&gt;totally different story, but we were all ok with it, and we made quite a progress with this,&lt;br /&gt;so today is a success :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a short break, and Nick told me about his rollerblades, and I remembered about the&lt;br /&gt;skateboard that he said he'd give me and he let me play with it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;It was real fun, Eugene and I took turns playing with it, and TD was learning how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Nick was standing at the doorway looking, and we relaxed I guess ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I tried an Ollie, but I jumped instead of the board, twice, so I gave up lol !&lt;br /&gt;So Nick kept the board and we got back to work !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no we went for lunch first.&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway there, some kid threw a sweet down accidentally, and it hit Nick square on the head.&lt;br /&gt;Nick was not happy about it of course, and he shouted at who-ever who threw it.&lt;br /&gt;We dunno, cause we were at the bottom storey, and they were somewhere on top, and&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, after scolding, I saw a sweet wrapper drift down o_O"&lt;br /&gt;A sign of rebellion ? O_O&lt;br /&gt;Oh well =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick was ok after that ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went back to his house after eating at KFC, and I went to wear the hat again.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, his dad came back. Thank goodness Nick warned me, or else I'd be caught&lt;br /&gt;in his house wearing his cowboy hat &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Not something I want @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We summed up and I went back after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy waved at me and smiled when we were going back ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I waved back .. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-111841737586566647?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/111841737586566647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=111841737586566647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111841737586566647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111841737586566647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/06/2nd-update-today-wohoo.html' title='2nd update today .. WOHOO @_@'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-111836474258633321</id><published>2005-06-10T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T08:52:22.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nia nia @_@</title><content type='html'>Time - 8:35AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team and I are now to write a horror play which we will act during the upcoming performance, which is less than a month away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I, who are in charge of the play, chose to do a horror play cause we both wanted to try something with an extremely high level of difficulty, a challenge, or else it wouldn't be fun would it ? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested that we both keep it from the other members, in order to surprise them, and also that we will have someone who can view the story not as someone who wrote it, but someone who doesn't know about it, so we can have some comments and modify the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now though, we're all part of the horror writing crew, and I must admit, it's much better with them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning, all we have was alot of positivity, cause we were very motivated, having been able to do what we wanted to do, to write our own script, to have the challenge, to do a horror based play, so we were all very happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon I find that all I was doing was research on Shakespeare, on what superstitions did actors have, and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked.&lt;br /&gt;Got worried.&lt;br /&gt;I was worried if this will be the only thing I'm gonna be doing throughout the whole time we were given to write the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys  planned a time where we could go play tennis together, after which we can all sit down and try to brainstorm ideas for the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Nick, Eugene, TD, and me, 4 guys, sitting there in some room.&lt;br /&gt;It started terribly messy, as our ideas flew all over the place, bouncing around the place like tennis balls speeding across to one another, sometimes taking us down unawares, sometimes slow enough for us to dodge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I had this idea when I was listening to Nick and Eugene discuss.&lt;br /&gt;Because we were all enthu in giving out ideas, we all got confused with each other,&lt;br /&gt;but when everyone was calm, I got the message across, and YAY ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the base of the Horror play ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it isn't teamwork, I dunno what else it should be called.&lt;br /&gt;If the team wasn't together, heck, I'd still be searching in google.com about Shakespeare and getting irritated because I used the wrong search words again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really satisfying, that day ..&lt;br /&gt;The unity, the positivity, the motivation I could feel charging around us all, the feeling of teamwork, where we could all just sit there and smile about it when it's all done, the satisfaction when the work is done ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we went for another game of tennis and it started raining and we ran around like crazy people laughing because the rain kept getting heavy and suddenly it was nothing more than a drizzle, then heavy again, and the cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we'll be writing out the story.&lt;br /&gt;^_^ May all be well. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-111836474258633321?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/111836474258633321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=111836474258633321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111836474258633321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111836474258633321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/06/nia-nia.html' title='Nia nia @_@'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-111776436335154757</id><published>2005-06-03T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T10:06:03.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was last night ...</title><content type='html'>Hi people ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is more of a thinking thingy, not informative, but I just feel like typing it out, so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, as I was trying to sleep ( 2 am ... )&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MP3 player was by my side, trying to soothe me, trying to make me feel comfortable, so that I can sleep, but instead, I was giving all my attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, all my attention to the songs that were playing then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know .. Yesterday night, I let all the doubts about myself overtake me.&lt;br /&gt;Questions, feelings, doubts, I just let them have a go at me.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I just wanted to bathe in all these doubts I have, about myself, not my friends.&lt;br /&gt;If I was really doing my best, and alot of other stuff,&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't shake them away.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it was as if I purposely let my guard down. It's like you're defending yourself in a fight, blocking every hit your opponent gives, when suddenly, you just throw down your weapon and stand there with arms wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all fuzzy now ..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I almost came online on impulse, but I stopped myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just come online to update my blog, but I decided to off my MP3 Player and just let my tired body bring me into sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm ok again. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;About last night that is.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind I guess .. I must learn how to overcome my difficulty in explaining myself ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update later I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-111776436335154757?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/111776436335154757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=111776436335154757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111776436335154757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111776436335154757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-was-last-night.html' title='It was last night ...'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-111758784669603730</id><published>2005-06-01T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T10:12:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since the last time I updated the blog, ain't it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How's everyone been?&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, let's see, it's been hectic, with the Singapore Youth Festival and all, Founder's Day concert, studies, everything, it was tough, in fact, I haven't been online in the longest time ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, that even my typing speed as deproved alot * gasp *&lt;br /&gt;Ok .. what should I say ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, sorry for not updating for such a long time,&lt;br /&gt;* pauses * Stupid pop-ups.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya pop-ups are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Let's continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, it's been such a long time since I've last posted ... Just try to dig out some memories and update'em here. Sry if I've written about it already, but I'll just write a summary of all the time I've been missing ok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see ... once I was sitting ( ok standing .. ) in the train, and there was this old couple standing close by.&lt;br /&gt;At first, of course, I didn't pay much attention to them, I mean, I dun look at people much, find it very uncomfortable to look at others, so I tend to just look at the surroundings when I go out ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya what caught my attention is when they reached their stop. The old man held the old woman's hand gently and both of them walked out together. The thing is, he's not holding to give support or to ask for support, he was holding her hand, u know, holding her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I felt so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea sure, the world's screwed up, but look, many small things make life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at how loving they were made my day.&lt;br /&gt;They weren't that young u know, I reckon they were around .. 60 ? 50-60 years of age, and yet they were so loving. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA ! ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(q'.')-O Ok next .. I've been made the President of ELDDS, as in the school drama team.&lt;br /&gt;Real happy that I've been chosen by the teachers, though I dunno what quality I have that made me suitable for the post, but I hope they aren't wrong in choosing me, cause I'm a really nervous cause I have no leadership experience and stuff, just hope I can bring the group to greater heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the ELDDS guys give me their fullest support ! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm let's see ... what else do I have to update ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this really nice song that I've been listening to since yesterday .. it's called Kiss Me. Sung by Sixpence None The Richer. Really really nice song ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my friends wanted to meet me, said they wanna sort out some stuff, to confirm some stuff about me and how I treat others and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can clarify everything ..&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to lose my friendship due to reasons I dun even know and all u know @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sigh * Been really tired .. Thank goodness it's the holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda stupid, I mean, my body is tired, but I stubbornly refuse to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I just dun wanna sleep somehow.&lt;br /&gt;So weird &gt;.&lt;" Wonder what's wrong with me. I dun really know what to say, do I ? @_@ I'll update again, but u guys do give me suggestions on what to write on, cause I dun really know what to write about ^_^" Well, take care, hope u dun find the entry too boring. +~Peace~+ Clyde Wolfgang-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-111758784669603730?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/111758784669603730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=111758784669603730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111758784669603730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111758784669603730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/06/hello.html' title='Hello ^_^'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-111071461928813515</id><published>2005-03-13T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T19:50:19.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_^b Howwazzap everyone !</title><content type='html'>^_^b HOWWAZZAP EVERYONE !&lt;br /&gt;How's everyone been, it's been a long time since I've blogged, so WAZZAP ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I should explain myself x_x"&lt;br /&gt;Of course, laziness is a major factor, but then again, I've been busy too, it's been hectic so far, my teachers are good ... but their teaching skills suck :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning NOTHING from them, gotta try hard to study by myself, dun let the laziness in me affect me x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in Singapore, there's a ONE WEEK HOLIDAY ! :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY ! XD&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a break, a time for me to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the late nights resulted in me getting a flu x_x"&lt;br /&gt;BUCK UP, get well soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm let's see, though there's a one week holiday, Monday to Friday will be totally dedicated to ELDDS x_X"&lt;br /&gt;Whew, tough, but hope it will be fun, no arguements and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I argued with Mark.&lt;br /&gt;Finally snapped ( I mean me, not him, cause he likes to irritate ppl alot )&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I confronted him about his treating me and my friends badly and he say he'll change,&lt;br /&gt;and in the end what happens ?&lt;br /&gt;I admit though, it was my fault I argued, but it's all due to him.&lt;br /&gt;But nope, no excuses.&lt;br /&gt;After something happens, I'll apologise to him in front of the whole ELDDS.&lt;br /&gt;Whether he accepts or not will be all up to him, I'm a neutral ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know why it's so tough to ask for forgiveness from him ?&lt;br /&gt;He's been backstabbing me.&lt;br /&gt;At least he accidentally sent all the bad things he's been saying about me accidentally TO me, cause he's best friend's called Wilson, and I'm Wei Qiang, and as we start with W ... Thanks to the invention of the Phonebook ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok next up !&lt;br /&gt;I got a SILVER FOR THE SPORTS DAY EVENT ! :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY XD&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that I've broken out of the Bronze tradition.&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 Bronze and a Silver so far, hoping to get a Gold next year, my last year of school ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ok let's see, I wun spare u guys with a short entry XD&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;Well sounds evil right, but actually I feel terribly guilty for not updating, so I'm making it up to u guys, just hope u guys dun find it irritating instead @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm .. Concentrating ... AHA !&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in love again ...&lt;br /&gt;YAY !&lt;br /&gt;WITH BLEACH !&lt;br /&gt;Bleach rules, man, it's the best Anime/Manga in the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone thinks I am I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether they like me for me or they just stick to me for backup or something.&lt;br /&gt;Life is so hard to understand sometimes ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, why I dun beat Mark up or do badmouthing because of the word FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, but I feel that everyone's enduring him just because of the word Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice guy, but sometimes it's like he doesn't trust anyone and he likes to badmouth and bitch about but sometimes u can see the beauty in him ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it I guess,&lt;br /&gt;you guys take care ok ?&lt;br /&gt;If u want an entry, feel free to ask for one, I'll give it, well .. 80% of the time, or if I can use the comp ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't give an entry the last time H2O and Blaze asked for it, I was ... well ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;No dun wack me ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I updated now @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try hard ^_^" ... YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world can be dark, but that's only if you let it.&lt;br /&gt;If you try hard, u can find light even in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;So never give up... NEVER ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A saying from a wise man .. LOL XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. - Ok ... just a saying. I said it =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-111071461928813515?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/111071461928813515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=111071461928813515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111071461928813515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/111071461928813515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/03/b-howwazzap-everyone.html' title='-_^b Howwazzap everyone !'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110857497470683674</id><published>2005-02-17T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T01:29:34.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O_O</title><content type='html'>Eeeps man eeps, the residents of the block are burning hell money and stuff, I can't take the smoke x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, everything's been ok so far I guess, studies are rocky thanks to my ever disappointing teachers, Chinese new year was a blast :D But hopefully I can persuade mum to allow me to use the cash, then muahaha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a blocked nose thingy now, and my jaw still ain't ok, doesn't hurt, but can't open fully either ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the anime shown over here are changed @_@"&lt;br /&gt;12 Kingdom is no more.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it'll be taken over by some show called " Last Exile "&lt;br /&gt;And Hellsing is taken over by Kiddy Grade @_@&lt;br /&gt;Kiddy Grade has a nice theme song x_x"&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get it cause we can't download songs and all -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya back to the school ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been hanging out more with my old classmates, my old friends, it's just nice to know that at least some people dun look down on me just because I retained * and you guys who are my friends, too :D *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm .. guy in school likes to disturb ppl alot and when I confronted him with his problem, he said he communicated by insulting, so it was kinda weird -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially because I felt that as a friend it's only right that I tell them that they are doing the wrong things so they can change, but he say that I can't handle it or something -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he know that friendships based totally on insulting and getting insulted upon wun last for long ? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, he's over-doing it, there's tension in the air, and I dunno how I'm gonna settle it .. especially when I'm the one that agitates him so easily .. and he says I can't handle it XD&lt;br /&gt;I mean whoa I can make him silent easily but he just wun quit, but I know he's a nice person, just that something must be bothering him .. something's bothering him, keeping him from relaxing .. maybe insulting is the only way he can feel better .. causing pain to feel better .. it's very common, but I dun like that way .. the way ppl do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they dun feel well they take it out on others so they can feel comforted through other's pains. It's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends should help each other grow and stuff, and he's not exactly doing it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hope he opens up soon, but I know it's boy-girl stuff .. as in bgr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm .. like I said, coping with studies, but only some subjects, the others are terrible ..&lt;br /&gt;I actually failed my POA by 2 marks O_O Terrible ..&lt;br /&gt;Math, they give one worksheet and while I'm doing it they fly off to a new chapter, so what do I concentrate on, especially when the teacher said * stupidly * " If u dun finish the worksheet you dun go off for recess " so why is he trying to teach when we're doing it -.-" what do we listen to, u monkey -.-" ... dun make me punch u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography is still ok, getting stickers for every test and all, very happy about it ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm .. Chemistry .. oh ya we're having a test on Friday, better study for it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. that's about it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I feel like swimming all of a sudden ..&lt;br /&gt;Want to swim every week, as in once every week, so I can get nice and brown ^_^&lt;br /&gt;But heard that swimming with pants on aren't allowed, and that's gay and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they try to control us in EVERYTHING ?&lt;br /&gt;It's like we lack freedom.&lt;br /&gt;U can swim, sure ! No pants allowed -.-" * wtf acting like they give us freedom *&lt;br /&gt;and alot more stuff, it's such a depressing enviroment, Singapore .. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh ya my friends were discussing about their dream girls and their dream way of meeting the dream girl ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;It was all so weird, and they kept pushing me about because I'm the kinda person who moves about alot -.-"&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok, they were just very enthusiastic, and it was kinda interesting listening to them, but I had no comments.&lt;br /&gt;What comes, comes, and what's meant to be will be. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110857497470683674?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110857497470683674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110857497470683674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110857497470683674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110857497470683674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/02/oo.html' title='O_O'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110822645201673588</id><published>2005-02-13T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T00:40:52.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINESE NEW YEAR !</title><content type='html'>Ok this entry is for Hezzer ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about the Chinese New Year, so u can get to know about it more ( if u dunno, gotta learn from each other once in awhile u know ^_^b )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the Chinese New Year falls on the 9th of February, I think it's because the chinese calender is one month later than the english calender, as in when it's January, it's December on the chinese calender, aye ? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we wear very bright colours due to superstition and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Colours like red, orange, these are most liked by them adults :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a story for all these too, a story of why ppl like to wear red during the new year ( chinese ) and stuff :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was some Monster, and it was called " Nian " ( It's called Nian right, guys ? Correct me if I'm wrong k ? )&lt;br /&gt;It attacked and killed alot of people, and everyone was afraid of it.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime it came, everyone went into hiding, not daring to come out until it went back to where it came from ( I think it was the mountains or something x_x" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the Nian attacked again.&lt;br /&gt;By accident, someone created a loud sound by dropping something ( or something like that @_@" )&lt;br /&gt;And the Nian was frightened off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;So the Nian was afraid of loud noises :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, they noticed that the Nian doesn't like the colour red,&lt;br /&gt;so they started using what it hated against it ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the Nian approached, the villagers gathered and created alot of sounds and used alot of red stuff ( erm .. I think so .. the red stuff thingy is unclear @_@" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So somehow that is stuck with the new year :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why people give children red packets I'm not so sure .. If u guys know about it plz post it as a comment or post it on the tagboard or something k ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But only married people can give red packets, and you're supposed to give 2 oranges to the adult as a sign of respect, and u get a red packet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure of many things, like H2O said, I dunno everything ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;Not in a bad way, as in I'm never sure of anything :P&lt;br /&gt;Which is very true @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna try learn more this year .. x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I think I'm gonna fail my most recent POA test :/&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study for it and stuff, was in a holiday mood that day and so I didn't study and got a huge shock during the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the worst thing was that my teacher walked up to me and asked me :" So, r u gonna get full marks again ? ^_^ "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't being sarcastic or anything, cause I got full marks or nearly full marks all the time and now I feel so terrible that I've disappointed her and myself :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well .. BUCK UP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, on my way back from my gran's house, I was imagining myself all grown up and stuff, wearing a suit and secretly using msn in my office =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was married and had 2 children, 1 guy 1 girl x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Dun ask me why I have such a creative imagination. It's fun )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was being myself, signing in on msn during office hours is something I'd most likely do when I grow up, too ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my kid online ( the girl ) and she messaged me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter :" Erm, dad, ur doing it again aren't you "&lt;br /&gt;Me           :" Wow, so obvious huh ^_^" "&lt;br /&gt;Daughter :" lol dad, why do u like to use those faces so much ? "&lt;br /&gt;Me           :" Dunno, it's a habit by now, used it for years, long before you were born XD "&lt;br /&gt;Daughter :" And there's another one x_x "&lt;br /&gt;Me           :" AHA, ur finally using'em faces :D "&lt;br /&gt;Daughter :" ^_^" dad .."&lt;br /&gt;Me           :" Oh shit someone's coming, I'd better close the window for now. Love you, bye !&lt;br /&gt;                     @_@&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;                                                  * Appears Offline *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me why, it just popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;And damn, was it a good dream, I was living in a big house and darn was it big.&lt;br /&gt;It was like, WHOA , BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kinda big.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SUCH A BIG AND BEAUTIFUL HOUSE @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it comes true XD&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see how my son or wife looked like though, and I can't remember what I or my daughter looked like, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I remembered most clearly was that I lived in a great house,&lt;br /&gt;and my daughter was wearing an oversized red shirt and some baggy jeans&lt;br /&gt;* Yea, that's my girl .. * sobsob * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok over-emotional ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I didn't drink coffee .. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm flooding .. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK I'll stop take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(q'-')-o * bish * (x.X )'''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110822645201673588?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110822645201673588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110822645201673588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110822645201673588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110822645201673588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='CHINESE NEW YEAR !'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110803436836449889</id><published>2005-02-10T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:19:28.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeash !</title><content type='html'>Me good friend Edwin are huge fans of Ferreo Roche ( or something like that ^_^" I dunno how to spell it but I sure as heck know how to pronounce it :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YEA O_O&lt;br /&gt;I think u guys know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Those little balls of pleasure x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to visit my relatives of my dad's side, if u get what I mean ..&lt;br /&gt;Erm .. 2 familes had those Ferreo Roche thingies @_@"&lt;br /&gt;WOOT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only ate a grand total of 2 :/&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because my jaw ain't ok yet @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even eat them barbecued pork thingies :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or any of those delicious new year goodies x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a total of erm .. $180+ yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;hope my mum's 2 sisters, 1 brother, and my grandma are more generous ! @_@&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE SO ! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah just kidding but yet not, if u get what I mean XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, going soon, and to those who wished me happy lunar new year on the phone, I'm sorry I nvr reply, because my sms limit is reaching so I didn't reply to anyone at all, so sorry ! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope u guys forgive me, when I'm back I'll msg u guys I guess =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA, MY FRIEND'S UNCLE GAVE HER $200, WTF ?!&lt;br /&gt;ONE PERSON ONLY AND $200, WHAT ABOUT THE TOTAL O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so friggin' scary x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept complaining and stuff, but it's all good, it's all good .. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy urselves, everyone @_@&lt;br /&gt;Let's all compare our total when we're back, meh eh eh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONG XI FA CAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110803436836449889?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110803436836449889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110803436836449889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110803436836449889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110803436836449889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/02/yeash.html' title='Yeash !'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110784726321648767</id><published>2005-02-08T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T15:21:03.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightened ..</title><content type='html'>Finally after a long long time,&lt;br /&gt;I got a reply to my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept my friendship, or to reject it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she nvr say anything, the way she spoke, the uncaring attitude, I think I know ..&lt;br /&gt;I take it as rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I dun have to worry why is this like this and why is that like that.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her many times why she's angry but she doesn't want to say.&lt;br /&gt;I explained myself, whether she listened or not,&lt;br /&gt;and I told her everything I felt, what's right what's wrong, how I felt toward her,&lt;br /&gt;and I feel that she doesn't even care anymore ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A misunderstanding must be solved fast or it will grow and grow into a big problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't confront, and I thought hey it's her character.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was, but at least there was a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all the answers I want.&lt;br /&gt;She explained or at least to me, I felt she did,&lt;br /&gt;and I guess since she's happier without me,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to forget about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry others, I've been so sad and all I've been quiet around u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think it's over.&lt;br /&gt;If she wants my friendship she will find me, because I wun do anything to her any longer, no more waiting, no more thinking, the friendship is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, I hope she'll do well in whatever she does ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;It was nice while it lasted .. the path u chose is right if it leads to ur happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Like u said, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'm not a part of it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110784726321648767?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110784726321648767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110784726321648767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110784726321648767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110784726321648767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/02/lightened.html' title='Lightened ..'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110741302498350172</id><published>2005-02-03T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T14:43:44.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Thing You Do ^_^</title><content type='html'>This is just a really nice and meaningful song to me, and I guess it's really likeable, cause alot of my friends like it too ^_^&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll just post the lyrics here. ENJOY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wonders - That Thing You Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, doing that thing you do&lt;br /&gt;Breakin' my heart into a million pieces&lt;br /&gt;Like you always do&lt;br /&gt;And you, don't mean to be cruel&lt;br /&gt;You never even knew, about the heartache&lt;br /&gt;I've been going through&lt;br /&gt;And I try and try to forget you girl&lt;br /&gt;But it's just so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you do that thing you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, know all the games you play&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna find a way to let you know that,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be mine someday&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we, could be happy can't you see&lt;br /&gt;If you'd only let me be the one to hold you&lt;br /&gt;And keep you here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I try and try to forget you girl&lt;br /&gt;But it's just so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you do that thing you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask a lot (I don't ask a lot)&lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing for sure (Know one thing for sure)&lt;br /&gt;It's the love that I haven't got girl&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;(Woah!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we, could be happy can't you see&lt;br /&gt;If you'd only let me be the one to hold you&lt;br /&gt;And keep you here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts me so just to see you go&lt;br /&gt;Around with someone new&lt;br /&gt;And if I know you you're doing that thing&lt;br /&gt;Everyday just doing that thing&lt;br /&gt;I can't take you doing that thing you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Back to entry .. ^_^ -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to updating the blog.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said previously, I had jaw problems, and my teacher was making me paranoid with something called locked-jaw or something, where ur jaw might drop off if u dun get treatment ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;Talk about scary @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, I went to see the doctor, and thankfully it's only a case of :" dammit boy, u've been laughing too much " ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, who should I blame, huh ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm the one always trying to make ppl laugh, and I laugh when they laugh and we laugh and I laugh more, so it all ends up that I caused myself this problem @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U also can't expect me to walk around saying :" DAMMIT GUYS, STOP MAKING ME LAUGH, I LIKE TO LAUGH BUT THIS IS NOT THE RIGHT TIME "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big problems when I go to school tomorrow x_x"&lt;br /&gt;I'm bound to laugh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr .. curses, alot of problems in school.&lt;br /&gt;Male teachers are being retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Female teachers are being girls with their incredible fast talking speed @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I dun think even my friend Nicholas can win them on his ultra-cool bike when a girl talks, I mean, whoa the speed is .. WHOA O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya my bike's spoilt XD &lt;br /&gt;lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to me wacking it against the wall x_x"&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, how lazy can I get O_O&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to move it but it hit the wall so I pushed it more to me and it hit the wall again and I ended up with a really crooked tire x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick thinks I dun trust him cause I went to check with the bikeshop person, but it's just that he said it was a simple case, so I figured that the bikeshop dude can fix it fast but I ended up leaving my precious bike there for who knows how long, and I dun have any reciept or those kinda evidence thingies to prove that my bike's there, aye ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, there's trust ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala TRUST O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I should stop being crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being hyperactive .. I'm so happy I'm hyperactive now XD&lt;br /&gt;wee .. But I can't flood the blog just cause I feel like it right ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's my blog, why not =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, let's see, what else can I say ? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oooh, my chem teacher is good so she's not included in the above list of bad teachers with their bad teaching skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA I'M TAKING LITERATURE XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* meep * I shall not go to sleep, the medicine wun take effect on me, I'm invincible, INVINCIBLE @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I'm gonna be a Catholic soon ^_^&lt;br /&gt;My name's Clyde ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a better name and due to time constraint, I chose it, but the adults are trying to make me change my mind cause they say it's a name without a meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apperantly, Clyde = Majestic River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey what's wrong with a river :D&lt;br /&gt;A majestic one at that @_@&lt;br /&gt;Like, whoa, the power x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we'll see how it goes, huh ?&lt;br /&gt;I shall update more stuff when I think of it ok ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2:39PM Singapore time :P - =Entry Ended=&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/7104153-110741302498350172?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110741302498350172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110741302498350172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110741302498350172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110741302498350172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/02/that-thing-you-do.html' title='That Thing You Do ^_^'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110732498166862246</id><published>2005-02-02T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T14:16:21.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just found out something new .. @_@</title><content type='html'>Erm .. these few days ( and this is not the first time it's happened to me ) my jaw feels very .. trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to open my mouth fully to yawn, eat, brush my teeth, anything, and it's kinda tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, during recess, I couldn't even finish my food even though I had such a long time to, and I told my friend to tell my teacher why I'm eating so slow, so I can have more time to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher caught me b4 anything was told to her ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But upon realising what's going on, she said there's this case called Jaw Lock or something like that, where ur jaw feels locked or something, and if it's not treated, I'd be hospitalised and stuff, needing bandages to hold my jaw up x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is freakin' scary :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. I'm going to see the doc's tomorrow, that's all I have to say I guess, take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110732498166862246?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110732498166862246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110732498166862246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110732498166862246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110732498166862246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-found-out-something-new.html' title='Just found out something new .. @_@'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110707469666585287</id><published>2005-01-30T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T16:44:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* sigh * so tiring ..</title><content type='html'>Darn it, problems keep arising ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, someone close to me starts ignoring me,&lt;br /&gt;Second, we have ELDDS practices for SYF, and the members are being retarded,&lt;br /&gt;Third, studies, teachers aren't clear, class is full of shitheads,&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, family arguements, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, my body and mind are so so tired, but I just can't seem to have a break, everything's charging at me and I'm tired from dodging, I dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I knew what to do ... &lt;br /&gt;It seems like everything I do now, isn't going the way I want it to ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must not give up .. I must do all I can @_@&lt;br /&gt;I must succeed x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing much to say ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110707469666585287?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110707469666585287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110707469666585287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110707469666585287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110707469666585287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/01/sigh-so-tiring.html' title='* sigh * so tiring ..'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110611701061359034</id><published>2005-01-19T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T14:48:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayumi Hamasaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Wee hello everyone ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've last updated, dun really have much to say, but I just wanted to update today, so yea ! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, I haven't been feeling well, both physically and mentally, but it got worst, and that's why I didn't go to school today @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept till around .. 10-11+ ?&lt;br /&gt;Yea I think so x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, alot's been happening in my life, alot of changes, dunno how to say it all but I'll try list them out ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've been selected as the second ( or third ..? ) leader character in the SYF piece ^_^ YAY !&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be the main lead, but because we needed alot of costume changing for the main lead ..&lt;br /&gt;We decided to split the main lead into 2 characters, mainly the Chris ( character's name ) of the past and the Chris of the future &gt;.&lt; violence ="x"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH YA I GOT HORRIBLE NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIEND NICHOLAS SAYS THAT CHOCOLATE MILK WON'T LET YOU GROW TALLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS. IS. SO. TERRIBLE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm already having difficulty in drinking chocolate milk, dun even talk about milk :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he drank chocolate milk all the time and he doesn't grow taller at all, and during the holidays he drank milk and poof .. DAMMIT ! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must force myself to face a more terrible enemy ... MILK .. gosh .. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Well that's about all I have to say ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone, I'm gonna start forcing milk down my throat from now on ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;()()&lt;br /&gt;(^^)&lt;br /&gt;(u u)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110611701061359034?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110611701061359034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110611701061359034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110611701061359034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110611701061359034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/01/ayumi-hamasaki.html' title='Ayumi Hamasaki'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110569638686939604</id><published>2005-01-14T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T17:53:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School has started @_@ !</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've updated my blog, but here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school has changed to this new homeroom system, and every period is one counted by one hour for each, so everyday, we get to see one hour of whatever teacher we're supposed to see, which is considered quite long, but I quite like this system, because we're supposed to walk to the classes of the teacher instead of them walking to us, which I had wanted for some time, cos we get a break and walking around for awhile will awaken us, refresh us ^_^ GOOD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, ok ... so far, I can cope with the studies, I'm very thankful I made it to the same class as my good friends,  because I dun want to be in a class full of strangers all over again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current class is freakin' noisy, one day I'd explode ... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Got quite a few gangsters in there, too.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully no violence will have to be resorted this year ... hopefully ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm .. nothing much to say basically, just felt that I should update on my life, say that well, I'm doin' ok so far, for those who care ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday was 6th January, thanks to those who remembered and wished me happy birthday ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be one small little message, but it's the first time people actually cared about me, and even bothered to remember my birthday, so it's nice. I saved all ur happy birthday greetings in my handphone .. lol ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, everyone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wun give up on my studies .. will do I all I can to prove to those who looked down on me, those who despise me, those who didn't believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll prove to myself I'm not useless ...&lt;br /&gt;Must get confidence this year .. must learn to grow ..&lt;br /&gt;Show those who believed in me that they were not wrong ^_^ Make them proud ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, started drinking milk x_x"&lt;br /&gt;Have a very huge fear of milk, dunno why, dun ask me,&lt;br /&gt;but then again, I'm kinda short x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Char gave me this CD and there were comics inside, and the main character was darn short too, and people called him shorty x_x"&lt;br /&gt;I get that often too so I know how he feels, and he was hospitalised and stuff, and they gave him some milk to drink and he rejected it, and something they said made me scared =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It's no WONDER you're short ! YOU DON'T DRINK YOUR MILK ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned. =x&lt;br /&gt;Is it there for fun, or is it based on facts on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end ( of the comic book )&lt;br /&gt;The guy said he'd drink milk, to grow tall, and I was so freaked out about the milk thingy I forced my mum to buy me chocolate milk, which is supposed to taste the best amongst all milk x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, even my mum was shocked, she knows I hate milk x_X"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she bought it yesterday @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning ... I forced myself to take my favourite cup .. which is .. a very big cup x_x"&lt;br /&gt;And tried not to run away when I poured chocolate milk into the cup.&lt;br /&gt;My brother was kinda shocked I guess, but he asked for a cup too cause he likes choco milk x_x"&lt;br /&gt;And slowly ... I drank it .. to realise ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OMG it isn't THAT bad " @_@"&lt;br /&gt;So from today onwards I'll drink milk every morning whether I like it or not, and hope I grow taller :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS CHAR, IF I GROW TALLER I WILL REPAY U SOMEHOW @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&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/7104153-110569638686939604?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110569638686939604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110569638686939604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110569638686939604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110569638686939604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/01/school-has-started.html' title='School has started @_@ !'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110451505676132399</id><published>2005-01-01T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T01:44:16.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year everyone</title><content type='html'>With the coming of the New Year, Inuyasha has been exterminated from Arts Central only to be taken over by Hellsing, a vampire slayer that's a vampire ( ..? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, with this, Channels U and I are merged with Mediacorp, also gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new year, and I feel that I should change, for the better, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   I shall try to put myself into other ppl's shoes more often.&lt;br /&gt;2.   I should be more myself and be more daring to try new things if I'm interested in it.&lt;br /&gt;3.   From a supportive role, I should learn to take a leadership role, too.&lt;br /&gt;4.   Go out more often so when go out with Char and JH I will lead and they have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;5.   Dig my ears cleaner so I can hear better x_x"&lt;br /&gt;6.   Study harder so I wun fail those I promised I would do well to.&lt;br /&gt;7.   Start reading chinese comics to improve chinese.&lt;br /&gt;8.   Let loose sometimes and shout instead of keeping everything inside.&lt;br /&gt;9.   Learn to control my emotions better.&lt;br /&gt;10. Play active role in this year's SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must prove myself, not only to everyone around me that I'm not useless, but also, to myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time I started being confident instead of always being the unsure one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buck up, WQ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110451505676132399?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110451505676132399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110451505676132399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110451505676132399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110451505676132399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year everyone'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110395969401169269</id><published>2004-12-25T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T17:28:16.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Piece - The Babystars - Hikari E</title><content type='html'>Yea yea yea yea yea..~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one damn great song ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I was feeling so depressed, as JH could very well see,&lt;br /&gt;she was so darn worried, thanks so much for the concern, ur a great friend ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to Edwin, yea u, sheep warrior buddy -_^b&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to his message of Merry Christmas, and to love, care, forgive, and forget, or something like that, but the main thing is forgive and forget, and suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;everything inside me was released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so great now, all thanks to Ice Warrior Ed the man ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;THANKS BUDDY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to ALL those who sent me a nice Merry Christmas message while I was busily snoozing away, thank you all, I love you guys, ur all great friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who sent me Merry Christmas messages online, thank you all too, I LOVE YOU ALL TOO ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all those who didn't ... well I love you all too ^_^ lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hezzer,&lt;br /&gt;To JH and Char,&lt;br /&gt;To Chloe,&lt;br /&gt;To TD and gang,&lt;br /&gt;To Dick Gundam's pilots, Nick and Eugene ( Yes I'm proud to say I created this weird sounding organisation, because it compromises of 3 ppl, including me, so I decided, hey, dick ! Dun ask if u dun get it, I'm the Lefty =x )&lt;br /&gt;To all the good teachers of Montfort ( that wun be many .. ),&lt;br /&gt;( ... on second thought, just restrict that to Miss Neo and my Drama teachers ^_^ )&lt;br /&gt;To Phobia, XD&lt;br /&gt;To Justin and gang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the great things that happened to me, to manga, to everything that made me what I am, though boring and stuff, but I love the way I am, well not really ... but slowly learning to appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as if I won a friggin' award ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya best update on my life, this wun be one of them story-like entries ( Sry Carrie ^_^" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm let's see .. I got first for the level :D&lt;br /&gt;$500 for price money XD&lt;br /&gt;If I can somehow persuade mum to let me draw it out ... gonna treat u guys and buy some stuff .. LOL YEA ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get a ring for myself that I lost too, if I get to find it :P&lt;br /&gt;The Squall's ring-a thing-thing @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, forgot to mention that the song cheered me up alot, though it's kinda obvious x_x"&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been so hyper in a long time, and come to think of it, I dare not even show all of me to all my friends, show my happy, my sad, my angry ( that's rare though =x ), my bored, my tired, my hyper, I feel really embarassed to show my whole package to all my friends, even close friends like my best friend Justin, Char, and JH, even they haven't gotten to see the whole package, cos I think actually I'm a guy that really really fears rejection, that my friends wun like me anymore if they saw the whole package ... but I promise to do all I can to be myself, stop hiding like a wuss, and run free and easy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee .. alot of things I have to say, but also dunno what to say, dunno what I want, dunno what I feel, dunno much ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've always been a drag to u all ..&lt;br /&gt;To Char, everytime she asks me a question, I end up feeling lost and giving her stupid answers,&lt;br /&gt;yet she is always so patient with me, though sometimes she's hot-and-cold, but she is one of my closest friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JH, who is so afraid of me when I go quiet or am sad, the one who's frantically trying to make me feel better when I'm sad .. lol, thank you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ed, who keeps asking that I be positive, oh, Carrie's included in this too, always wanting me to be positive, but I end up going negative, I'll try my best I promise u both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hezzer, who keeps saying something I keep denying, I'll continue denying ! ALWAYS !&lt;br /&gt;and ur a great friend, though sometimes I feel lost around her because she's too smart lol :P&lt;br /&gt;Nah it's good to learn from someone, thank you for everything u've taught me and all the fun we've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JT, forever my best friend, all the memories we had and more still to be created,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To TD, thanks for all the times u stood up for me, listened to me, joked with me, ur one of my greatest friends ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To BC, thanks for trusting me though u know me for such a short time, and I'm sorry I've always been busy and so hard to get to u ... SORRY @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Phobia, do ur best next year, thanks for accompanying me this year staying up, studying together, it must've been tough on u. Remember, anything bothering u, u can come find me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chloe, suddenly become ur korkor because u say I am, I also dunno how come what happened and suddenly poof I have a sister x_x" X-files, X-files .. BUT YEA ! UR GREAT TOO !&lt;br /&gt;I remember once I ran oudda my house because I was sad and everything and u were there for me ... thanks, I'll remember that ..! ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To D. Gundam force, Nick and Eugene, u both are great, dun even feel bad about urselves, and we're 3, whenever one needs help, go to the other 2, ok ? Our friendship lasts, because everywhere I go, I wear our friendship symbol, that's how important u guys are to me, buddies, now ppl I go out with have all seen our friendship symbol ^_^&lt;br /&gt;The Bangkok thingy lol ^_^ The smell of Thai :P LOVE IT ! ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family too .. I love you guys, no matter what, and I hope, though we're a broken family, we will be happy, and live life to the fullest ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm .. and blah blah blah sry guys I didn't win any awards shouldn't be talking as if I won some best actor award or something :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL !&lt;br /&gt;I just really wanna say I love you all, ur the best friends, u made me who I am, and I'm loving it,&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year is the year of O levels for Ed, Char, JH, Carrie, Phobia ..&lt;br /&gt;I wun be bothering u guys much next year, I hope u all get good results, and remember, no matter what I'm always here to listen to you, and help u if u ever need me, unless if ur giving me some questions I dunno how to do x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wun be talking much next year already .. so these last few days, I'll really cherish .. AYE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~PEACE~+&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/7104153-110395969401169269?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110395969401169269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110395969401169269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110395969401169269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110395969401169269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/12/one-piece-babystars-hikari-e.html' title='One Piece - The Babystars - Hikari E'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110376690724715783</id><published>2004-12-23T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T09:55:07.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello @_@</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, it's been a long time since I've last blogged :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what, my comp has been fixed XD&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after weeks of anticipation, my uncle has finally repaired my computer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Though somehow I can't use the speakers and the video-graphic thingy because they're not installed @_@" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, being dragged out to watch a movie, not sure what's it gonna be,&lt;br /&gt;but hope they choose something that Justin also wants to watch,&lt;br /&gt;because Justin's my best friend, I find it tough to communicate with anyone else x_O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be my friend Clarence's treat, since he went to get a holiday job and all :P&lt;br /&gt;Everyone found out when he got his pay and forced him to treat the group out,&lt;br /&gt;and in the end the demands were met :D&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I'm included, meh heh heh ... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the final agreement is 2 days, 2 movies, Clarence's treat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno when the other day will be, but hoping that I'll enjoy today's trip ...&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/7104153-110376690724715783?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110376690724715783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110376690724715783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110376690724715783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110376690724715783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/12/hello.html' title='Hello @_@'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110134518612720947</id><published>2004-11-25T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T09:13:06.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello @_@</title><content type='html'>Ok hello everyone ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from the Chalet, so ... guess I'm gonna talk about it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, back to Monday, had my tennis course.&lt;br /&gt;We were told to hit the ball and sidewalk b4 back-paddling ( is that the way to say it ..? ) out of the tennis court.&lt;br /&gt;So the coach placed cones because he say everyone kept forgetting to do them both,&lt;br /&gt;and it was my turn to hit, so I hit the ball, and side walked @_@&lt;br /&gt;When I turned around to look, I saw the cone, and I was almost hitting it, so I moved away in an awkward back-walk thingy,&lt;br /&gt;and landed up looking at the sky @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u dunno, that means I fell ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda embarassing, but no one laughed ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one laughing @_@"&lt;br /&gt;So I just lied there, enjoyed the view for bout 5 seconds, get up, and walk towards my friend, Tian Ding, who was there on the course with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, he didn't notice,&lt;br /&gt;because he was looking at another tennis course at the opposide side, where the pros are playing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, good I guess ..? ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the chalet day.&lt;br /&gt;My friends ( 4 of them &gt;.&lt;" ) came over to my house at an average time of .. 12 ? @_@&lt;br /&gt;They were the members of the D-Gundam, Nicholas, Eugene,&lt;br /&gt;and 2 other friends of mine, called Terrence ( Tunku ), and Shaun ( or Shawn or sean because I dunno, but it's one of them )&lt;br /&gt;And we were told last minute that we had to go at 4 instead of 2:30 -_-&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that would mean more than 3 hours hanging around my house with nothing to do O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, TD ( Tian Ding's short form ) lent me his Playstation, but the games inside were not the kind used to entertain a crowd, so basically it was just sitting around wishing something would happen or I was being a good host @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum immediately started cooking curry when the guys came,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end they were too shy, no one dared to eat,&lt;br /&gt;so I'm so sorry mum @_@"&lt;br /&gt;It was a bloody big pot full of curry !!!&lt;br /&gt;Guys, next time if my mum cooks for u guys, just go ahead, if we're close friends, how can we be awkward around our family members, right ? ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I tried to scare Shawn ( or Sean or Shaun ) by going to sfogs.com and spi.com,&lt;br /&gt;and seems like it worked for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;In fact that period of time wasn't really that awkward because everyone was doing something ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;So I took some noodles and curry and sat around trying to eat and tempt them at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;but seems like the ghosts are more attractive x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so it was time for us to go.&lt;br /&gt;Hurriedly, I packed my bag ( last minute as usual @_@ )&lt;br /&gt;and we rushed off.&lt;br /&gt;As there were a total of 5 people, we had to spilt into 2 cabs,&lt;br /&gt;mainly the D-Gundam controlled cab ( Nicholas, Eugene, and me -_^b )&lt;br /&gt;and the non-D-Gundam controlled cab ( ..? ) ( Neways that would be Shawn [ or Sean or Shaun ] and Terrence [ Tunku ] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We let them get the first cab, but seems like the 2nd cab driver was fast @_@"&lt;br /&gt;Though we took a long time after they were gone, we were ahead of them in no time @_@&lt;br /&gt;So tempted to do something to make them irritated, but nothing came to mind @_@"&lt;br /&gt;In the end the 3 of us were waving to them instead -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok blah blah blah CHALET !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up at the chalet place, and it was NO WHERE NEAR THE BEACH.&lt;br /&gt;To go to the beach requires crossing the road, and travelling for a certain distance b4 entering another lane,&lt;br /&gt;and ending up in the beach.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it just made me disgusted,&lt;br /&gt;so the whole chalet everyone was in the building.&lt;br /&gt;We made a fire, me fire maker as usual,&lt;br /&gt;Nick with the construction, and me with fanning.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene was standing around doing what he can to help, and also of course entertaining us.&lt;br /&gt;In the end the fire became a campfire XD&lt;br /&gt;It looked GREAT ! But still, definately too big, so I tried to fan it down but it got bigger.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up feeling great because we made it so big, but we were panicking and trying to lower the fire @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, in the end, it was lowered of course,&lt;br /&gt;so we proceeded to cook, and feel made used of, till I felt so agitated I went away :P&lt;br /&gt;Ended up playing badminton there, and it was fun ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;Then my teacher's daughter came, and played with me,&lt;br /&gt;and she wasn't wearing her specs ( like me x_x" )&lt;br /&gt;so she proceeded to smash all the shuttercocks unto the net line portion which means I can't catch ..?&lt;br /&gt;But the guys immediately gave her the points @_@&lt;br /&gt;In no time I was trashed for no reason, so ya just went off lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah, got to play with her again, she's actually quite good, but her eyesight must be worst than mine =x&lt;br /&gt;No insult though.&lt;br /&gt;If she wore her specs it'll be more fun and challenging, seeing that in the end her strokes got better and she was hitting high instead of low, though sometimes .. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers went off around 10+, lalala,&lt;br /&gt;we were banned from going outside, so basically me and the D-gundam forces drifted around doing almost nothing,&lt;br /&gt;and lalala couldn't sleep either, but in the end we were knocked out around ... 6+ ?&lt;br /&gt;Slept till around 7-8, and cleared up the place,&lt;br /&gt;heading off at around 10+&lt;br /&gt;reached home, ate 5 roti pratas,&lt;br /&gt;and went to sleep immediately x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm gonna get fat in no time @_@"&lt;br /&gt;Gosh x_x"&lt;br /&gt;5 pratas and going to sleep ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, was tired ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... ya, slept till 7+,&lt;br /&gt;woke up, lalala, watched 12 Kingdoms and Inuyasha, and went to sleep at around .... 1+ , close to 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm gonna watch Shutter.&lt;br /&gt;Friend said it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Found out it's Thai. x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110134518612720947?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110134518612720947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110134518612720947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110134518612720947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110134518612720947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello_25.html' title='Hello @_@'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110110622318148705</id><published>2004-11-22T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T14:50:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello ^_^</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a great day ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas called to wake me up as I promised to meet him and Eugene for breakfast at Macs near the school&lt;br /&gt;( also can reform the D-Gundam, for it has been separated for a long looong time, WE ALL MISSED IT ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, we got together and seeing them again made me smile,&lt;br /&gt;because deep down I know I'm back in the company of my great friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, all my troubles vanished into nothingness, and I AM HAPPY AGAIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down, Nicholas gave me a present he bought in Bangkok, a chain-for-the-hand thingy made of wood and some black thing.&lt;br /&gt;It's really great, loved it from the start :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS NICHOLAS !&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE TO WEAR IT AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we proceeded to talk for awhile, because the queue was long and I was lazy to line up.&lt;br /&gt;So when the queue was shorter, I excused myself and went to buy Mac's Big Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Getting what I wanted, I went to sit down, and opened up the package, only to find ...&lt;br /&gt;to our horror ...&lt;br /&gt;that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT EGG LOOKED SO DAMN SLIMEY.&lt;br /&gt;It was on the brink of revolting, but I just spent $5.30 on it, and it took me a long time to get enough to buy that meal,&lt;br /&gt;so even though the egg was slimey and the bread was hard, I forced it down, and it took quite awhile, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick didn't seem to have appitite for eating, and I just found out that he hasn't been sleeping for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;NICK O_O"&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP O_O PLEASE O_O&lt;br /&gt;Or else during the Chalet when we " chionging " we wun allow u to join us @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Chionging means a mad dash to do something, which I like to use, because it's a very nice word that starts with C *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, anyways, I had worn the gift from Nick of course, after thanking him profusely,&lt;br /&gt;as it might just be some hand-chain thingy ( I dunno what to call it ..? )&lt;br /&gt;but it was a symbol of our friendship ... it means alot to me. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;Nick, again I want to thank you ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously very touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, so my friend came into Mac, and we called out to him,&lt;br /&gt;and he came over to wrestle me and in the process broke the hand-chain thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Beads of wood and black thingy fell all over Macdonalds as I looked on with horror,&lt;br /&gt;and my mouth was opened so big I think I could fit a whole drumstick inside it O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Nicholas, he was actually smiling,&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact that hasn't been sleeping, he's too tired to feel angry,&lt;br /&gt;and I apologised like nuts and the guy apologised to me and having nothing to say, he went back to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I understand how he feels, so BC, it's ok ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, must give him the link so he can read -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, so we ran about desperately getting the beads up when this Mac staff was sweeping it -_-"&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HECK ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Can't she see people are desperately saving it ?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, and my friend asked if she would let us take it.&lt;br /&gt;And she opened up the thingy and it was filled with dirty water and she was smiling so politely and happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rejected it.&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD SHE -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I fitted the beads back into the string, I felt a sudden urge to jump into the dustbin and dig the beads out.&lt;br /&gt;" where are the beads. which dustbin issit "&lt;br /&gt;I asked Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;" It's not in the bin yet, it's with the thingy she used "&lt;br /&gt;Eugene replied.&lt;br /&gt;" damn ... I'm so sorry, Nicholas .... "&lt;br /&gt;I had said to Nicholas apologetically&lt;br /&gt;" It's ok man, I'm so tired I dun even feel angry. In fact I was smiling when the chain breaked "&lt;br /&gt;He replied with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I really loved it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry it had to come to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Eugene proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;" Nick, did u buy a spare one ? If u did, u can give it to Wei Qiang ! "&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I'm Wei Qiang, for those who dunno -_-&lt;br /&gt;And to my amazement, he reached into his bag and took out a spare.&lt;br /&gt;" Here. it's Alfred's, but I just wanted to buy one for spare, actually. Take it, man "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so hurt, guilty, and touched then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Original was a symbol of our friendship. Nothing should be able to replace that.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I just got it, it already has sentimental value to me.&lt;br /&gt;So I treaded it back carefully, and kept in with me, and I will keep it till the day it is decomposed or&lt;br /&gt;when I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reluctantly, after much persuasion, I accepted it, thanking and apologising to Nicholas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to 7-11 to grab a drink, and we went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was quite interesting today ^_^&lt;br /&gt;As I've already written such a long entry, I wun write much about it,&lt;br /&gt;cept that it was fun, really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;It's the last drama practice for the whole of this year,&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow, is the Chalet, which I am really really looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110110622318148705?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110110622318148705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110110622318148705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110110622318148705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110110622318148705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello_22.html' title='Hello ^_^'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110102688547658071</id><published>2004-11-21T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T16:48:05.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello =x</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u dun like the fact that the title revolves around Hello for almost every entry, feel free to say :" Hey Hello sucks "&lt;br /&gt;And I'll try to put an effort in the title too &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, I've been struck down &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;While I was playing the Playstation, I was suddenly attacked by a sudden headache &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;It's KILLING me &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring the pain, I continued because I kept dying =x&lt;br /&gt;So I had to make it no matter what @_@&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly Chloe called ( Oh wait, that was b4 I even died .. No no I think I died one time b4 she called @_@ )&lt;br /&gt;And she asked me a favour @_@&lt;br /&gt;She asked if I would do the almighty Tigger laughter :D&lt;br /&gt;Which I couldn't at the moment as I wasn't feeling ready or in the mood of tiggering about.&lt;br /&gt;She tried her best to get it oudda me, but noOoOOo, Mr tough guy stopped it @_@&lt;br /&gt;In the end she asked if I was doing anything and I said " Gamin' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe :" Is talking to me stopping u from winning ? "&lt;br /&gt;Me :" No, because I paused the game "&lt;br /&gt;Chloe :" Oh, then I shall not bother u then, have fun "&lt;br /&gt;Me :" Bye ^_^ "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say ?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Chloe ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I finally made it to the next round, saved my game, and went to bathe &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;I got in the toilet and felt so tired so I covered the lid of the toilet bowl and set there, day dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;till I wondered if sitting there for so long might result in panic and suspecion,&lt;br /&gt;and I was dozing off when suddenly I imagined my family members knocking on the door asking if I was all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then I awoke to my senses :P&lt;br /&gt;And forced myself to bathe, and come online &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, weird entry, but hey @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Nick aka Spiko, for all the encouraging words and assurances&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also to the pilots of the D Gundam, including Nick. Other members would be Eugene and myself @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I would like to thank Hougang Mall for being filled with boring books but nonetheless some interesting ones,&lt;br /&gt;which me and my brother were greedily grabbing just now, when we went out with Dad for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I'd like to thank V6 too, for the great song, Change the World,&lt;br /&gt;and Tomato Cube, for Watashi Ga Iruyo @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man what am I doing ... nvm let's continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Sony Erricson for my phone, though I paid for it, but heck, it's nice @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mum for being my mum ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my friends for being all my friends ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110102688547658071?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110102688547658071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110102688547658071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110102688547658071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110102688547658071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello-x.html' title='Hello =x'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110095477029529501</id><published>2004-11-20T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T20:46:10.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the whole day trying to get happy again, I just got bashed all the way back to the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;It took less than 1 hour, but it's just .. terrible ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to explain it either, I just feel immense sorrow for all that happened.&lt;br /&gt;It's a small thing, but it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder why I'm so emotional, why do I bother so much,&lt;br /&gt;but then again, it's part of me, and I like the way I am, slowly but surely,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not ashamed to say that I'm a ball of emotions waiting to just suddenly spring out at u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I want to apologise to Jun Hui about the Gundam Seed incident.&lt;br /&gt;I just know too much, it's not interesting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll watch it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but look forward to Tuesday ...&lt;br /&gt;It's the day where I go to my ELDDS Chalet event ...&lt;br /&gt;It'll be so great, I'll finally be able to be happy again .. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Recent incidents have left me feeling like I'm just a broken piece drifting away from the big picture,&lt;br /&gt;which I still think I am ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm just a small small little piece of a very very beautiful group.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a black dot in a painting.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I jump into one painting, they push me away. Being around the painting ruins it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what ... I shall recover ..&lt;br /&gt;I must not be upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself to cheer myself up from now on, no matter how sad or hurt I am,&lt;br /&gt;if no one cares about me, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no one bothers about me, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no one wants and appreciates me, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Yea ... I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110095477029529501?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110095477029529501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110095477029529501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110095477029529501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110095477029529501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello_20.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110092711895598836</id><published>2004-11-20T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T13:05:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* sigh *</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I pissed mum off with my hyperactiveness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what's wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Am I really that irritating ..?&lt;br /&gt;Lately I seem to be irritating everyone, I dunno what's going on anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships, family, everything,&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have drifted apart, I feel so lost now ..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to explain it .. it's like there's a wall of tension around ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I try my best, I really try to bridge the gap,&lt;br /&gt;but seems like no one wants to, or no one appreciates it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, doesn't matter, does it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that all this is just an illusion of the mind ..&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it's just that under the circumstances, I am unable to think in other's shoes,&lt;br /&gt;not because I dun want to, but because I have no sources to link to, so ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that everything will be alright ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110092711895598836?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110092711895598836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110092711895598836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110092711895598836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110092711895598836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/11/sigh.html' title='* sigh *'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110086876045284757</id><published>2004-11-19T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T20:52:40.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello ._."</title><content type='html'>Really really can't think of any other titles ... sorry all ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyways, this is the 2nd part of my day, updated !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have the feel of updating the blog again, it's good use for practicing for story writing ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways here goes .. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got offline, I hurriedly prepared myself, as today was the big day, the day where I face off with Jun Hui @_@&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it alone makes me nervous &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;But due to the fact that I have no appitite to eat in the morning, I was having the feeling of oh-I-am-going-to-faint again @_@"&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, my fault &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I just made a cuppa coffee and was rushed by Jun Hui to get ready for the battle as I was taking my own sweet time &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Hurriedly, I downed the coffee in one shot and was up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( As my card had no money, I had to ask my mother to give me coins to take the bus .. ^_^" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, sitting in the bus, in front, feeling awkward, as I will state again, I am afraid of girls @_@&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in front isn't exactly what I would do if I wanted to hide myself, because everyone has to enter through the door.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the door opens I have to find some action so I won't be looking at them ( ok this is stupid but it's me so :P )&lt;br /&gt;Well it was really awkward, that's one thing I don't like about buses &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Hui said she would be wearing grey and white so I had to look around to find her but in the end when the bus was moving, she ran from the other side to my side, but it was too late, so the bus travelled to the next stop b4 I could come out and go and meet up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B4 I could even see her I was trying hard not to smile, dunno why, when I see my friends I just feel like laughing @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno dun think my typing skills are improving :/&lt;br /&gt;I used to be able to write such dramatic stories :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways .. we travelled around aimlessly, looking for a suitable place for the showdown, when finally we found this sheltered dome shaped thingy, so we the game began :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few mins, the lady with a baby who were sitting there moved away hurriedly &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;We were wondering if I was too rough and scared them off @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the game was nice, both of us were rusty, as we haven't been playing for the longest time, so it was quite an interesting game,&lt;br /&gt;though in the end we didn't count the score, not that it's a problem, cause I dunno how to count the score ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, she had to get ready cause she was going out to watch the Incredibles, so she invited me to her house, and it was very interesting ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her house had a kind of very warm and friendly yet old look, very unique, like it alot, but seems like the Luo Han fish near the entrance didn't like me &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Well it's ok ... :(&lt;br /&gt;Because I dun like fishes anyways XD&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I wanna do when I see a fish is eat it, unless it's a Dolphin or somethin', which isn't really a fish @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ok, she she was trying to be a nice host but I was still unable to move about freely in my friends' houses @_@&lt;br /&gt;As all those whom their houses I've been to would know, I am not the type who would daringly wander around and search the whole house, which Jun Hui just found out today @_@&lt;br /&gt;Basically she had to force me to watch FRIENDS or else I would just be sitting there aimlessly, which is ok by me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while she was bathing, I was watching an eppisode of FRIENDS, so interesting, from ... season 3 I think ?&lt;br /&gt;It was about this guy whom one of the girls like, and all the other guys ( Eg. Joe, Chandler ) were introduced to him,&lt;br /&gt;and it seems that the new guy doesn't wear anything underneath his shorts, so they accidentally saw and were freaking out XD&lt;br /&gt;Well slowly all the guys knew and were making jokes about him, and slowly the girls found out too and she broke up with him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor guy never knew what hit'em, he was so sad and asking why everyone rejects him when this waiter comes, accidentally sees,&lt;br /&gt;and says :" Yo, man, this is a family place, please keep the mouse where it belongs "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InTeReStInG &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Well today I finally saw the Smelly Cat song eppisode, so nice ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall thank Jun Hui for being a great host !&lt;br /&gt;Arigato !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... after that, went to Hougang Mall to top up my card, accompanied Jun Hui to buy her comics and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I msged her and she only replied a few hours later &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Why do ppl always do this to me &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Either ignore my message totally or forget about it and reply a long time later :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Hui nothing personal against u, ok ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering why ppl do that to me only, so sorry if u feel offended, because I dun mind, just wanted to raise a question ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oook I think I stop here =.+"&lt;br /&gt;I dun think my typing skills are improving, it's deproving :'(&lt;br /&gt;Great balls of nuts, this is bad ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hope u guys dun find it too long winded or boring, but if it is, which I think it is, I'm sorry ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110086876045284757?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110086876045284757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110086876045284757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110086876045284757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110086876045284757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello.html' title='Hello ._.&quot;'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-110082307524411716</id><published>2004-11-19T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T08:11:15.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey all ^_^</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I have not been able to update the blog, but that's no excuse to stop me from trying again and again till I do right ?!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just plain lazy, but seriously .. the comp is really a cause of disappointment and stress @_@"&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T EVEN PLAY A SONG NOW.&lt;br /&gt;They say that the comp is overloaded ( finally )&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's happily downloading things, mum doesn't know of the existence of the lack of space problem,&lt;br /&gt;But bro, on the other hand, has choosen to ignore it, and now the comp's space is cramped up :/&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that he does try, but too many friends already, so he gets too many items ..&lt;br /&gt;Can't always think badly of bro ya know .. ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, these few days have been tiring and stress-filled ones ...&lt;br /&gt;Friends all want a piece of me, as in ...&lt;br /&gt;My life used to consist only of school, back, come online, go offline, eat dinner, study, talk on phone, sleep ..&lt;br /&gt;Those days, I always hoped that I was able to go out, I mean, I can, but I dun want to go out alone, so yea&lt;br /&gt;God has finally answered my prayers, but now I'm just stressed out because of that&lt;br /&gt;Friends call me everyday asking if I wanted to go out, and friends call to chat with me ..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, that's good isn't it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is ... I guess I'm not ready for all these ..?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't always actually been the one that has loads of friends and have alot of fun outside and all,&lt;br /&gt;But ever since I joined drama, I got to make 2 really close friends of mine,&lt;br /&gt;But still ... I feel so stressed out, I dunno why ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some alone-time, some space to breathe, but no one's letting go&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a rag doll. Made to please, yet snatched about by all sides ..&lt;br /&gt;Because of this problem, I sleep late everyday, wake up early, feel tired and hungry, but can't sleep ...&lt;br /&gt;And my day goes on, calls, stuff like that ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a break .. Break time please ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I'll be going out to play badminton with Jun Hui, kinda nervous, because playing around her house area,&lt;br /&gt;so I'm playing at her home grounds, also dunno if I can win &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST !&lt;br /&gt;MAY THE BEST MAN / WOMAN WIN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm .. also, haven't been able to talk to Char these few days&lt;br /&gt;She seems to be busy, and I am just bothering her ( or at least I feel so )&lt;br /&gt;So I decided against doing that now ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Carrie msged me on msn to say hi :D&lt;br /&gt;Wow it's been a long time since the both of us got to talk @_@"&lt;br /&gt;So we talked alot of rubbish ( mainly me because I'm the rubbish man ), but it was so darn nice to get to catch up again ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u all dun mind the long, problem filled entry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the chalet for ELDDS members will do me well ...&lt;br /&gt;Really REALLY need the beach ...&lt;br /&gt;But still .. ya nvm ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I'm also at a loss of what I myself am thinking of ( Is that sentence right ..? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing accompanying me right now is a song by a band called Tomato Cube ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;lol really like the name XD&lt;br /&gt;It's the One Piece 3rd ending song, it's called Watashi Ga Iruyo, which I like alot, cause it means " I am here ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I will recover soon ...&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna weigh ppl down with my problems ... sucks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYE ! BADMINTONNN~!&lt;br /&gt;WAH MUST WIN @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all ...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will make an interesting entry later or next time or something if the blog works ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-110082307524411716?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/110082307524411716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=110082307524411716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110082307524411716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/110082307524411716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-all.html' title='Hey all ^_^'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109884131711105172</id><published>2004-10-27T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T09:41:57.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello everyone ^_^"</title><content type='html'>I hope u guys dun mind the title.&lt;br /&gt;It basically revolves around the word " Hello "&lt;br /&gt;Almost every title is a hello ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys dun mind that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok next, sorry I haven't been updating, feel kinda bad u guys update and I dun even make an effort to ...&lt;br /&gt;So here I am updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm ill, down with some flu thingy or something, but developed into many nutty cases and I dunno what I have now, so YEA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, then ... ok I'll talk bout yesterday then ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I woke up, and took advantage of the fact that I'm ill, and just went back to sleep =x&lt;br /&gt;So bro woke me up, and mum too, and I told them I was ill, so they agreed, and let me sleep ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;So hmm ... woke up at around 10am ?&lt;br /&gt;Woken up by mum. Friend called me over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hello, Wei Qiang ? "&lt;br /&gt;" * sickly voice * Yes ..? "&lt;br /&gt;" Oh, this is Nick k ? "&lt;br /&gt;" * sickly voice * Yup ... how r u buddy "&lt;br /&gt;" Fine ... hey u got first in class "&lt;br /&gt;" WHAT ?? "&lt;br /&gt;" And the first in the level "&lt;br /&gt;" * too shocked to be happy * ok .. "&lt;br /&gt;" I got 7th in class, 21st in level "&lt;br /&gt;" icic .."&lt;br /&gt;" TD got 8th in class, dunno what in level "&lt;br /&gt;" hmm ok ^_^ "&lt;br /&gt;" ok g2g, bye "&lt;br /&gt;" Hey nick, thanks for telling "&lt;br /&gt;" No prob "&lt;br /&gt;" Thanks man, cya "&lt;br /&gt;" cya "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too shocked for words ..&lt;br /&gt;Me got the first in class and first in level ... @_@"&lt;br /&gt;Most amazingly, I passed all my subjects, even chinese O_O&lt;br /&gt;I'm stunned ... It's like a mini miracle ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... next, Mark called from school, congratulating me,&lt;br /&gt;then he put it on speaker mode and TD and Nick were also there, so I cursed for fun ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;" Hey WQ, I put u on speakermode, so u watch what u say ok ? "&lt;br /&gt;" FARK "&lt;br /&gt;" oh well "&lt;br /&gt;" Yup "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah, he hung up cos' Principle was standing around ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he called me again =.="&lt;br /&gt;Few seconds later, he hung up again -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, he told me that ELDDS had a meeting, and teacher said she wanted me to attend, but she didn't know I am ill ..&lt;br /&gt;Then another friend, CL, called .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hey let's go to Don's house today ok "&lt;br /&gt;" But I'm not feeling well .. "&lt;br /&gt;" I DUN CARE @_@" "&lt;br /&gt;" But cannot .. "&lt;br /&gt;" I dun care :P "&lt;br /&gt;" But .. "&lt;br /&gt;" We're in Long John Silver now, come down and meet us ok ? "&lt;br /&gt;" Ok coming "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mum reminded me about the ELDDS thingy which I had completely forgotten, so I called him but he wouldn't pick up @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMS : CL, I forgot I got ELDDS, so I cannot go ok, sorry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he called me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the whole group had gathered outside my house and so I was caught @_@"&lt;br /&gt;Luckily he told me in time, as I was half naked &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;So I made a mad dash into the room and wore the ELDDS shirt @_@"&lt;br /&gt;Just in time, when they looked in, I was fully clothed -_-"&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... yup, invited them in, but they were too scared :P&lt;br /&gt;So they waited outside while I got my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to LJS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah " Few Hours Later "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... was waiting for the bus cause my teacher told me to go back.&lt;br /&gt;I went to school but they were busy and didn't know I was ill so I went to visit my friend, but halfway there, she asked me to go back, it was urgent, so I told my friends sorry and waited for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 3 BUSES WOULDN'T WANNA STOP FOR ME :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so friggin' pissed off I ran after the bus, but I was ill so I couldn't, had alot of mucus and stuff, couldn't run for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up walking all the way back from Serangoon to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing was, by the time I got back, the meeting was over.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher asked me " Why didn't u tell me u were ill ? "&lt;br /&gt;" ... do I have to ..? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to help ELDDS grow, and ill or not I should be there, and telling the teachers I'm ill just means I'm giving a load of excuses just not to be there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking back there, I've done my part, and I dun regret it, but I hate the 147 bus drivers :@&lt;br /&gt;Sadistic sea monkeys ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to my friend's house, and this time I made it in.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the ending of Austin Powers, and laughed. Kinda funny ^_^&lt;br /&gt;He had 2 dogs, one was bloody brilliant, it looked wise and majestic, super nice dog ..!&lt;br /&gt;I kept having staring contests with the big dog @_@"&lt;br /&gt;And there's the small dog, the one that's white and furry, and ppl usually tie their fringe up :P&lt;br /&gt;So ya, the small one nvr leaves the big one, blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a basketball hoop in his house,&lt;br /&gt;so we spent some time shooting hoops till we g2g, I thanked him,&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah, came home put stuff down,&lt;br /&gt;and went to Justin's house to watch Samurai X ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JUSTIN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestest best of a best friend ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care u all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109884131711105172?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109884131711105172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109884131711105172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109884131711105172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109884131711105172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/10/hello-everyone.html' title='hello everyone ^_^&quot;'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109817680397265965</id><published>2004-10-19T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T17:06:43.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>._.</title><content type='html'>Hmm let's see, got back my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't really that good, but somehow I topped the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70+ for English&lt;br /&gt;70+ for POA&lt;br /&gt;Above 60 for Science&lt;br /&gt;Above 60 Humanities&lt;br /&gt;( I forgot which marks are for humanities and which are for science, but both are above 60 :P )&lt;br /&gt;50+ for Chinese ^_^" ( Expected, what can I say )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all, CME got 32/40 =x&lt;br /&gt;And A for my CIP stuff, so ... ya ! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum let me take up tennis courses already, but now I'm not enthusiastic about it as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a bike but mum doesn't wanna give it to me, cause she says it's unsafe, even if I bought it myself or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got very pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;Stomped online, didn't talk to anyone, though I know mum is doing that for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was angry for the sake of being angry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll just have to scrape my dream of having a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid it wun last anyways :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, take care u all ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming soon ! Holidays start on the 1st of NOVEMBER ! :D&lt;br /&gt;OMG YEA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109817680397265965?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109817680397265965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109817680397265965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109817680397265965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109817680397265965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title='._.'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109783773674155700</id><published>2004-10-15T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T18:55:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it dramatic -_^b</title><content type='html'>Ok gonna try make drama oudda my life ... let's see, we'll talk about the trip to the beach first aye ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means ... 14th October, Thursday, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was quiet a nice day, I woke up with a start, and found myself staring at the clock ( dun ask me, though I'm trying to write like a story, I'm really not good at remembering, I only remember looking at the clock, forgot what time already ^_^" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked, I jumped out of bed and saw mum using the computer. Having lost to mum, I floated around her like some wandering spirit, asking for the computer over and over again, till she said :" Ng Wei Qiang, have you brushed your teeth ??? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarassed, the wandering spirit faded away, and skipped into the toilet, and with record speed ( for me ), leaped out with a fresh breath, and walked to mum again, proudly :" Can I use now ? ^_^ "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" No, I wanna use ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ... ( WALAO ! ) &gt;.&lt; "&lt;----- That is actually Singlish, but to be more realistic, I decided to use it. It means OH MAN, in the more american slangish thingies which I dunno how to describe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just tough to win my mum, she always has the upper hand. Being my mother itself is a trump card she can use anytime on me. I guess knowing my name too, cause she uses that once in awhile when I beg too much ._."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I finally got online, my friend whom I've promised to meet is still online, but in the " AWAY " mode. She living in Canada, we had a 12 hours difference, and I was just glad she was still there, so I started to apologise, after running to mum and trying to blame her for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feel nice to know that you can make fun of your mother and she doesn't take it too personally. It's nice ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so after that, my best friend Justin called, asked me if I wanted to go over to his house to watch Samurai X.&lt;br /&gt;Justin, unlike me, didn't retain, and he is doing well for his studies. We managed to keep in contact and keep out status as " best friends "&lt;br /&gt;To me, he's still the person I can always turn to no matter what, and he's always there, cept that since he's having important exams this year ( Which is called the N Levels ), I find myself trying to avoid flooding him with my troubles, and I somehow managed to do that, but still he's the bestest best friend I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the show, I found out how far back I am, from the tiny little Samurai X eppisodes Kids Central showed, to his AXN, which he has subscribed to recently. He has Shishio killed, Megumi shown ( I think that's her name ), Ayoshi has appeared, and they are just very far ahead, but I'm just glad I saw Cori and some guys I remember ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That eppisode, Kenshee and the gang were returning to their place, where Cori's Dojo is, and it was nice, seeing that they showed some parts that I know and can relate to ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenshee had been from one fight to another, and someone warned Cori that if Kenshee continued fighting, he'd lose his life, as during his last fight with Shishio, though he survived, he is weak, and recovered, but another fight might kill him, and Cori was to try and stop Kenshee, because the love they have for each other was deep, and it was recognised ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after the very nice show, I came back home, ate lunch, and was out going to the beach !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unaware that Punggol End was very far away from my house, I told my friends I'd go with them, because I thought they'd lend me their bike or something, or we'd take turns running and riding, which was nice, and which they did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even let me ride on their back stand thingies, and it was my first time, so though we didn't move, I flipped, and we were laughing like crazy, embarassed, perhaps, but fun, and I avoided it, running till I had no energy, before I agreed reluctantly to being the passenger, and finally I got the hang of it, and it was fun ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( though I hop off everywhile to sprint and hop on again, so they wun tire out )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ok, quite long already ... lemme see, so in the end I almost got lost, I told  them to ride off without me first, and they told me just travel straight ( general direction = straight ahead ), so I passed them my handphone and money and all as it was weighing me down, and started my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking alone, I can see them going on and on, and finally disappearing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking alone, it was as if they were always ahead, so I walkede downhill, uphill, and I was very tired, and aware of the fact that they were nowhere in sight, but I told myself not to panic, and to trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time I tried to be new. Come out of my comfort zone and trying new things, so I walked to the end, and I saw this huge mass of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt great, but I read a sign :" Dead End, do not enter "&lt;br /&gt;And there was this police logo there, and I felt dejected ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they cheat me ?&lt;br /&gt;Did they want to steal my handphone and money all along ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagging doubts popped into my head one by one like machine guns, as panic risen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I knew, I knew I trusted them, because I gave the items to them&lt;br /&gt;" I believe it, no doubts about it. The guys will never trick me. I trust them, and it will be because they are to be trusted. They will never abandon me "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I circled around the place awhile, and decided to head back and find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically tired, I climbed up, hoping that they would come find me, and suddenly, I felt the urge to turn around, and I saw this faint figure running towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" grey shorts ... ? Hey my friend wore that :D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to move, I stood there as it got closer, enough for me to identify him, and I ran to him, smiling foolishly, but happily, because I can finally prove that I can always trust them, and my trust in them is right, that they will be trusted without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily, I jumped across this block thingy, and immediately I got a leg cramp, so I squatted down, and he just stood there waiting for me, patiently, asking if I was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt nice to know they cared and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue the next part sometime when it's better, because I'll just bore u guys to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, hope it wasn't boring, hope it was interesting ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109783773674155700?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109783773674155700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109783773674155700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109783773674155700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109783773674155700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/10/make-it-dramatic-b.html' title='Make it dramatic -_^b'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109765676337397087</id><published>2004-10-13T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:39:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Ok giving a final attempt to update the blog. If this thing doesn't work, I'm never blogging here again.&lt;br /&gt;I think I know why I always depressed le ( again )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I suffering from lack of attention ( in general )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rarely taken seriously, then dunno lah, ppl dun really bother listening to me lor, then also listen liao they also nothing to say ( if they listened lah, which is very rarely, once in a blue moon ), then I also nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's just damn unfair, and me kinda stupid&lt;br /&gt;I really try to make ppl happy and stuff, even at my own expense, not money terms, but physically and mentally ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dun get it in return, just so ... unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno, maybe it's just me, hopefully it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno wadda say also.&lt;br /&gt;Is showing a ^_^ face very wrong ?&lt;br /&gt;If u dun like it, tell me, u dun have to say as if I was doing it on purpose to irritate u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things on my mind, dunno how to let it all out ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to wack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109765676337397087?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109765676337397087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109765676337397087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109765676337397087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109765676337397087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/10/hello_13.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109692636268665820</id><published>2004-10-05T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T05:46:02.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I'm back ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Comp is finally fixed, but at a bad timing. It's the final exams this time &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm darn stressed, keep thinking of what happened last year, and how I had slacked throughout the whole of this year.&lt;br /&gt;Not totally, definately better than last year, but still, not good enough to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just afraid I dun make it ... again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically now I dun have enough time to revise everything, so I just have to see through everything fast, without having a chance to see if I understand by applying it into questions ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, try to do well, can't fail u all ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best, u guys take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109692636268665820?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109692636268665820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109692636268665820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109692636268665820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109692636268665820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/10/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109455064419051854</id><published>2004-09-07T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T17:50:44.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my goodness ...</title><content type='html'>Today I fell ill, woke up 7:35am, good, made it in time, immediately called JunHui to wake her up before I got chased back to sleep @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I officially woke up at 12:07pm.&lt;br /&gt;I know the time because I looked at the clock so I can write it here in the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, throat feels like it's in a mess, body feels a little tired, but apart from that, I'm ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind's in a mess now, hope I recover in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... that's all I gotta say now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically doing nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Just lazing around at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, watched the later part of Seseame Street, the part with Elmo appearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, was that bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I like Elmo ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Today's eppisode ( The part featuring Elmo ), was about BIRTHDAYS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they showed this guy making a cake with his dad for his mum ... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun think that'll be possible for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, they showed Elmo being born and stuff, he looks so funny XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELMO RULES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109455064419051854?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109455064419051854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109455064419051854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109455064419051854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109455064419051854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-my-goodness.html' title='oh my goodness ...'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109431979536280972</id><published>2004-09-05T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T01:43:15.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey everyone </title><content type='html'>Hey there, sry I didn't update for a long time... SO SORRY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok today was one of the most weirdest days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;1. I cried like shiet many times ( sry for the language )&lt;br /&gt;2. I wore make-up -.-"&lt;br /&gt;3. I met Chloe who was there at the drama competition !&lt;br /&gt;4. I took on a leadership role ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's bout it I guess ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8, went to meet my friend at 8:30am at Mac, ate Big Breakfast ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN MY OPINION, BIG BREAKFAST IS ONE OF THE BEST MEALS IN MACDONALDS.&lt;br /&gt;BUT then it's expensive and it's not filling ... BUT it's nice ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea ... erm ... then we went to school, practiced twice, carried props around like crazy, and went to the competition land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, Raffles met Raffles, Farquhar met Farquhar, I meet the other school's Farquhar, and in terms of costume, I win him because I got the shoulder stripe thingy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, in the end ... we got 9th position ... but tell u guys later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so after that, very pissed because they made alot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried, so I kept looking up and think of happy stuff, thankfully it worked at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my friend walked off. Like me, he was too disappointed ... seeing other schools, it really pains us, why ? &lt;br /&gt;Because no matter what, they had something we lagged, and it is important. We lacked Teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so saddening to see them threatening each other with violence at every training and all, and I told our teacher in charge that I felt we were a family, but now it's breaking apart ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend too felt so, so he was crying and I was trying to make him feel better ... teacher caught us and called us to go back to the hall thingy, and asked us to explain, but trying to keep it to ourselves, we didn't say anything of course @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she said I was rude and all, and everyone was forcing me to say, so I shouted out :" YOU WANNA KNOW THE TRUTH ? " I cried after I said those words. My voice even went weird for awhile, but it went into the crying mode voice thingy, u know, what u sound like when u cry, including all the sniffing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record : First time I cried in public like that, not including&lt;br /&gt;         my baby years @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crying so pitifully, I made 2 guys cry and everyone else almost cried, but they were too strong, I couldn't get'em @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdly, they all thanked me after I was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Dad came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked into the room I was and when I saw him standing there, old, aging, forgetting stuff once in awhile, looking for me ...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should let u guys know ... I come from a broken family. &lt;br /&gt;Dad and mum are separated. Bro and me live with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came ... I looked at his aging face and hair, and I imagined what would happen if he was gone, and I felt so sad I cried like shucks again. I just care so much about him, I dun wanna lose him or mum ... and he came to see ME. I felt so touched. We took pictures and oudda 3, I cried in 2, but he didn't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he left, I replayed my thoughts again and again and I cried again... Dad and I are not exactly the best of buddies, and not exactly a very good or perfect model of father and son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I calmed down, friend came and said :" WHy you cry ?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried again. Stopped. Calmed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Oie why u cry " says another innocent person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried again. Stopped. Calmed down. Ask them not to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hey WQ .. why u cry just now ? " shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried again. Calms down finally and they all know not to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher beckons to me and brings me outside to a faraway part of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WQ r u touched ur dad came ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried like shiet again ... I said yea and it sounded so weird, so I tried till I got it ... Then I told her :&lt;br /&gt;" My parents are separated .. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really sad sometimes ... my family is not even together ...&lt;br /&gt;I cried like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She petted my back and said :" I know I know, all the more u must do ur best "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I know "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" U ok right ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Sure, no prob Miss Sharon "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ok, do ur best "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Will do "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dun cry again ok ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" .. ok "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to know they care for me ... It does.&lt;br /&gt;Me, 16 year old, wearing my red officer outfit, crying like mad.&lt;br /&gt;It must've been disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my ELDDS family again ... thank you ALL ... although not many ppl know my blog link, I just wanna thank them .... If the sneezing theory is right, I hope they all sneeze now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all guys, you are FAMILY to ME. I love you all .. Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol eyes gettin' a lil watery. Trying not to think of dad and stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so we performed, Chloe was there, teachers shouted, I smiled, after we were done, they said that was the best we ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, cheered me up alot. &lt;br /&gt;I was in the room, with everybody looking, jumping up and down shouting yay yay yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol but in the end I got 9th .. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stickin' in ELDDS and I'm gonna make sure I get a role next year, and I do something about it. This is a promise to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that I met Chloe, she saw me in uniform, both felt very awkward, especially since I dare not be in any form of contact with girls, or even being close and stuff, I just feel so ... =x Embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So .. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah came home talked to Char, thanks for that, I feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acted as a Meh heh and a Hippo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Herro, how are ruu "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad she laughed like mad ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys online soon I guess, see ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for such a long winded entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109431979536280972?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109431979536280972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109431979536280972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109431979536280972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109431979536280972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/09/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey everyone '/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109409971565705820</id><published>2004-09-02T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T12:35:15.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there ._.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was halfway done with my entry, but I clicked an msn link and the whole window loaded to that. Irritating. Then I didn't have the time or mood to rewrite, so sorry everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just came back from school, kinda depressed, I think I'll fail my chem test, even if I pass, I dun think it'll be really good or anything ... so depressing, I should've studied harder, I shouldn't have dozed off ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after this I'd better buck up.&lt;br /&gt;Now the only hope left would be Physics, and I'm having that paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be having Physics, Math ( which I am hopeless at ... ), and Geography ( which I'm becoming weaker at ). I'll have to rush through everything. Time to learn from Charmaine ... not gonna have much sleep today, must make it, must have the strength, must pass, can't fail u guys ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already failed one year, alot of looking down on me and alot of running away, but u guys stuck to me, and I ain't gonna let u guys down. I must find a way to motivate myself and do the best that I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, yesterday was talking about kissing or something, something related to that I think, dunno how we got to that topic, and I remembered when I around Primary 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum showed me a picture of me as a baby, and my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is older than my by a few months ( so he's 17 )&lt;br /&gt;We were both babies and he kissed me &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, there goes my first kiss, but it looked funny ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that cheered me up a lil, funny thingies ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope u all take care ok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109409971565705820?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109409971565705820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109409971565705820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109409971565705820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109409971565705820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello-there.html' title='Hello there ._.'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109396663257962523</id><published>2004-08-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T23:37:12.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee @_@</title><content type='html'>Today was the teachers' day celebrations ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the teacher called me back, and then I had to help prepare the hall to make it look presentable for everyone, but I ended up doing nothing much, because they didn't really need my help, so I went to play with a keyboard ( as in the musical instrument, also know as the electric piano I think ) Oh ya, so ... ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, went to school, blah blah, kept climbing all over the place, lalala, went to visit my old teacher, she's retiring this year ... sad ... but then hope it's the best for her, she's real old, but real nice. Most famous teacher in my Primary school. Everyone was queueing to see her, yea !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt sorry for the teachers I walked past. It's like, they might expect ppl to go visit them, but I just walk past them, and they'll be like :" Oh, ok, not yet, but soon there will be ..! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope they feel ok ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, then went for practice, bought flowers for teachers, but in the end my teacher gave me a bag with gifts inside, and it had a letter, 4 sweets, and a handphone pouch ! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, very touched, using it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blah blah blah, practice ended, came home bathed, changed, went out, and sat at the library, when we heard the sound of farting, and I was standing up and looking around and my friend was pointing to some guy's arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were studying at a chair and his arse was facing us.&lt;br /&gt;So I kept shouting stuff on purpose to embarass him :P&lt;br /&gt;" WALAO, WOULD U DO THIS IF U WERE HIM ? "&lt;br /&gt;" HEY, WHAT IS THE FORMULA FOR METHANE ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of nonsense, and my classmates went hardcore, they went direct.&lt;br /&gt;I said :" Is it really him ? " * points to arse *&lt;br /&gt;* friends * " YUP ! He's right here, I heard it from him, so loud ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was so shocked, but then, I laughed anyways :P&lt;br /&gt;He deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No respect for us, we show him no respect.&lt;br /&gt;Then blah blah blah, came home lalala typed entry ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109396663257962523?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109396663257962523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109396663257962523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109396663257962523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109396663257962523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/08/wee.html' title='wee @_@'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109343987409583616</id><published>2004-08-25T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T21:17:54.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^" Sorry guys ...</title><content type='html'>Hey there guys, sorry I haven't been updating for the longest time ever ... my comp is spoilt, so I've just fixed up my old comp to replace it. The keyboard is a lil different, so my typing will be slower than usual, not that it was fast or anything ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just got home from buying my costumes for the National Drama competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I haven't mentioned it, my school, who has started Drama club only this year, has made it to top 5 ! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very happy and proud, because I feel that I have finally found a CCA and a group of people that actually appreciates me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the main actor, who is acting as Raffles. His name is called Mark. He's a real nice guy, and he likes to imitate sounds from movies and stuff. Real funny, but he can pressurize me alot. He is also kinda rough, as in the language, but he told me that he is sorry if he ever hurt me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, there's also me, 2nd lead, acting as Sir William Farquhar. Some ppl say it's pronounced as F***er and stuff, but still, I finally know how to spell his name ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... feel that the guys there are like a family to me, very friendly bunch, feel appreciated by them ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also Nicholas, and the rest of the crew ^_^&lt;br /&gt;They are all such great great friends ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS YOU ALL, FOR GIVING ME ANOTHER REASON TO LIVE ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, also, erm ... let's see ...&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! My friends like to say I'm acting cute nowadays &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;It's weird ... when I finally open up to them, they say I act cute &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it's just plain weird @_@" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, erm ... that's about it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and to Char, JH, and Chloe, sorry I haven't been calling and talking to u guys these few days, feeling really tired, getting alot of headaches, and feeling ill recently ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I wish that all of you will do well in ur studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend Justin is having his N'Level prelims now, so we're growing apart ... kinda sad knowing that it has finally happened after so many years ... but I hope to maintain my longest n one of my most cherished and treasured friendships ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry to you all for not updating for such a long time ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys dun mind !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to updated more ok ? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care you all, any problems, call me ok ? ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+-Peace-+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109343987409583616?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109343987409583616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109343987409583616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109343987409583616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109343987409583616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/08/sorry-guys.html' title='^_^&quot; Sorry guys ...'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109187034233966904</id><published>2004-08-07T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T17:53:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary .. lol ^_^</title><content type='html'>Ok guys, it's me updating for myself this time ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Friday, for my school, it was National Day celebrations and stuff, so yea.&lt;br /&gt;The drama team ( including me ) were to perform for the school, &lt;br /&gt;kinda nervous, but the crowd were superb ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, yea, had to spray my hair golden again, alot of people said I looked like a gangster, and alot of ppl say it was nice ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS YOU GUYS ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, after that, we went to WhiteSands to practice a script, with my golden hair, and I noticed alot of ppl looking and stuff, so yea ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seated and kids kept running past me, and it's the same ppl over and over again ^_^&lt;br /&gt;It was as if they were afraid of me, cause they always pause at my side, and run past.&lt;br /&gt;Once, the little girl even had an adult walk up to her b4 she ran across ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH ! I just love babies and dogs so much ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Adorable little things ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after that, came home, no one at home and I forgot my keys, so I just sat at my doorsteps till I fell asleep, lying on the doorstep, and suddenly 2 guys walked past and I woke up, lalala, so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat and waited, almost 3 hours ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya so I was still sleepy but it was weird sleeping outside the house, so I leaned on some wall thingy where u can look out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself staring down 9 storeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a voice inside my head forced me to jump.&lt;br /&gt;It was controlling my hands, and I found my body wanting to jump, it was wanting to move to a jumping position, sitting on the ledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so frightening ... it wasn't the first time the voice spoke in my head, and it was as if my body and my mind wanted to listen to it, but the me, the heart of hearts, the soul's soul, the real inside of me, the core ... it spoke, it was battling my whole body, controlling my motions and doing what I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teased the voice.&lt;br /&gt;I leaned on the ledge and stared out, letting it try to control me, while I held on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary, but then again, I made it .. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything flashed by me then, friends, family, and suddenly the reasons for me to jump flooded into my mind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered the praises people said to me, my friend's laughter, the happiness in my life ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there is more sadness than happiness, I treasure the happiness ... like how I try to make JH laugh at least twice everytime we talk, how Charmaine would suddenly burst out singing for no reason, Chloe's giggling, Hezzer's hyperactiveness, my classmates, Justin's unique jokes that make me laugh ... These were the people that made me wake up and got control over myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109187034233966904?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109187034233966904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109187034233966904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109187034233966904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109187034233966904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/08/scary-lol.html' title='Scary .. lol ^_^'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109162798514404874</id><published>2004-08-04T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T21:59:45.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Round 2 ! -=+</title><content type='html'>This is, again, for my friend. This shall be longer and more violent, if possible, as requested, and as I deem it fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's ur problem u bloody bm ?&lt;br /&gt;U think being a bm is really great ?&lt;br /&gt;U come to Montfort and tell the guys here, and if ur a guy, u'd most probably be called a gay,&lt;br /&gt;if ur a girl, who knows, ur looks might make u have a good impression among the guys, but then again if not ur a suckup.&lt;br /&gt;So go screw urself, and dun screw others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rank bm is known as Band Major, u stupid fool.&lt;br /&gt;And people who are intelligent enough will know that Band Major refers to some high rank in Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat. High rank in BAND.&lt;br /&gt;U think oudda band, ur rank commands u respect ?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know u were so stupid, u think that Band major lets u command band members everywhere. Use ur brains ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm so sorry, didn't mean to hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot you were brainless .. so sorry ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, heard ur some greedy dickheaded dick of a dickhead,  though I dunno if u have one, I dunno ur gender but then again who cares ?&lt;br /&gt;Whether ur a male or a female, I'll still term u as a dickhead, why, dun ask me, u just are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely wish your parents best of luck ...&lt;br /&gt;It must be so sad and hurting to know they gave birth to a retard ...&lt;br /&gt;God forgive me for sinning, scolding this much, in such an evil tone ... Forgive me !&lt;br /&gt;But this is a must. This time, I must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bloody greedy sweet monster.&lt;br /&gt;You have your own sweet ask for ppl's sweet for what ?&lt;br /&gt;U think everyone owe u their life ?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dun think so, since u urself dun even have a life.&lt;br /&gt;Get one b4 u ever try to do anything funny, ur hairless peabrain.&lt;br /&gt;Even a peabrain feels insulted knowing I called you a hairless peabrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat people well, they treat u well.&lt;br /&gt;You are the type of ppl I would like to bash.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I dunno u, so ur lucky.&lt;br /&gt;So when others treat u well, and trust me u dun deserve it,&lt;br /&gt;you better appreciate it, because you're gonna fall bad if you think you're some great shit, because I'm 100% sure you're shit, but you ain't great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't owe the world.&lt;br /&gt;The world owes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dun give a damn about people who help you out OUDDA KINDNESS, and offer you stuff OUDDA KINDNESS ... You sure are damned ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate others for who they are and what they do, you bloody moron.&lt;br /&gt;You should be thankful you have my friend as your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Because she stuck by u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd bloody step on ur face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109162798514404874?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109162798514404874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109162798514404874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109162798514404874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109162798514404874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/08/round-2.html' title='+=- Round 2 ! -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109102438389874944</id><published>2004-07-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T22:19:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you !</title><content type='html'>This is for someone who needs to read evil stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I feel that friendship is a very important thing. It is more important than almost everything else in the world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very detestable thing is to keep asking for treats ( though I do say it jokingly once in awhile =x ) BUT to those who MEAN it. Freak you all. U think everyone's rich ?&lt;br /&gt;Even if people are rich, what makes u think you're important enough to be treated ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sure, if u ask for it, usually ur friends would treat u, but don't you have a limit ?&lt;br /&gt;You think everyone's rich ?&lt;br /&gt;Even if people are rich, you should be more polite and greatful when people treat you.&lt;br /&gt;A thank you and an occasional treat in return ?&lt;br /&gt;But what did u say ?&lt;br /&gt;Do u even appreciate ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even spent the money from her savings to buy you all food, and do you people thank her ?&lt;br /&gt;NO. You still speak as if she is someone who doesn't care and doesn't treat.&lt;br /&gt;She used her own money to buy food purpose. But do u even bother to ask ?&lt;br /&gt;To know how much she spent ?&lt;br /&gt;What did u do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take and say stupid stuff :" Oh it's hard to get food from her one lah "&lt;br /&gt;What the heck do u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dunno, dun talk.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno come ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm I no right to say more.&lt;br /&gt;Take care peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109102438389874944?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109102438389874944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109102438389874944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109102438389874944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109102438389874944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-is-for-you.html' title='This is for you !'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109063606920243249</id><published>2004-07-24T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T10:27:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Kay Fan</title><content type='html'>yoyoZ! Ello~ Blazedrake here... came to dao luan Wollfang's bloggie... Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolffang arh... don't always feel sad, now that you have found your "medicine" which is Love Hina and Fruits Basket songs &gt;.&lt; nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like so long nv talk to ya... even longer nv tok to that Char char.. .. &gt;.&lt; hehehex... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun worry larhx... I am a nice fren and won't ka jiao ya too much... I have an urge to say so many things make ya lao kui budden dun want larhx... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109063606920243249?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109063606920243249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109063606920243249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109063606920243249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109063606920243249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/07/ah-kay-fan.html' title='Ah Kay Fan'/><author><name>angerally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-TEhJzcyJw/SruUB3_0i3I/AAAAAAAACWY/1KAANuHg6q4/S220/o020002001253341646247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109050005199931052</id><published>2004-07-22T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T19:19:09.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+~ Very VERY long post &gt;.&lt;" Brace yourselves, people ~+</title><content type='html'>TOday is a hectic day. Well, not actually ... today is a happy and sad ( ..? ) day. Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Well whether you want to know or not, gonna write it down ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes : (-_^)v   ^_^v   v(^_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I found out that my teacher found out that we are going to be acting in a competition next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have only one week's time to become Sir William Farquhar, in a twenty minutes play.&lt;br /&gt;So within one week, we are to prepare the props, like get the costumes done right, get the weapons ready, also we have to get a cast, and remember 7 pages worth of drama ! O_O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's the stressful part. I'm sad because this means I will be drifting away from my friends, like JunHui and Charmaine, not to mention Chloe and Heather, and the rest of'em ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy part is, the teachers give me so called good roles, and I guess .. they trust me ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they dun listen to all my ideas, but hey, who does ?&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm happy to be accepted in ELDDS when I'm oly a newbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress levels are up ... but I'll do all I can to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA, dun stop talking to me, because you guys destress me, not add, so keep talking ok ? ^_^b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I hope Joanna is well ... will make time to go pray for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys will not turn away from me if I snap ok ?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I do or already did .. SORRY ! @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now , I have ... 3-4 plays to act in, one character writing ( write about a storybook character and act or talk about it in front of the whole school ) and alot of class tests ... not bad ... ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;()()                                         ()()&lt;br /&gt;(^^)  U all take care of yourselves ok ??    (^^)&lt;br /&gt;(u u)                                        (u u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I have just given my mum my blog link so she can understand me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ EVERYONE! PLEASE WELCOME MY MUM ! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHOO @_@v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( To mum : Yes your son is crazy online too ) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109050005199931052?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109050005199931052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109050005199931052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109050005199931052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109050005199931052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/07/very-very-long-post-brace-yourselves.html' title='+~ Very VERY long post &gt;.&lt;&quot; Brace yourselves, people ~+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-109040712346247802</id><published>2004-07-21T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T18:52:03.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+~ Sum41- Fat Lip ~+</title><content type='html'>HELLO ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sorry ppl it's been a long time since I've last updated sorry sorry thank you all for visiting and checking my blog once in awhile to read me updates ( whether there are any or not ^_^" sry ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been asked&amp;nbsp; to sing by a friend of mine XD&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm sure she's reading this : Hello ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh I dare not sing @_@"&lt;br /&gt;I am blushing like a red thingy .. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;GOSH ! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I keep postponing ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't =x&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how other ppl can sing in front of so many ppl &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;They must have alot of confidence in themselves ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well now back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had this debates thingy on greed, and the teacher chose me do to it ? @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH ! First time the whole class actually quieten down to listen to me @_@&lt;br /&gt;It feels so weird I dare not even look at them.&lt;br /&gt;And my teacher keep saying " Look at them dun look at me "&lt;br /&gt;Gosh like I have a choice &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was kinda fun and stuff @_@" &lt;br /&gt;Erm .. * cough * ... lemme see .. erm .. -.-" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I got another POA test, another full marks ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Very happy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ok let's see .. oh ya math too, ya and erm&amp;nbsp; .. :S&lt;br /&gt;Oh today we had Chemistry test, was quite ok, friend copied 90%, I hope I get the 10% right and he gets it wrong so I can win him =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well found a study rival and also found a study partner ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday or the day b4 yesterday I went to my friend's house and spent hours fighting him in Marvel VS Street Fighter !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@ wohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be so great to have a PS / PSII / X-box / stuff like that at home @_@&lt;br /&gt;It'll be so fun ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, alot of stress recently.&lt;br /&gt;It's like all the teachers are plotting to strangle us with this evil plan.&lt;br /&gt;They've all organised tests near each other and some on the same days,&lt;br /&gt;hard for us to study .. well those who wants to that is ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh later I have to study Geography, and there's POA and one more test I forgot ... OMG I FORGOT O_O" .. Oh shucks :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's dangerous &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;OH YA Physics on Monday @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh SUM41's Fat Lip is such a great crazy song ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much XD WOHOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craziness makes this world a so much nicer place to live in ...&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm alive partly due to the fact that I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;If I weren't, I think I'd be dead by now ?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I would be crushed by depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out I'm very different from most Singaporeans ...&lt;br /&gt;Alot of their thinking and ways of expressing their emotion is different from me.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like it but sometimes it makes me like an outsider ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, take care guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have something to type and not all these nonsense I'll come update again ok ? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takecare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-109040712346247802?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/109040712346247802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=109040712346247802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109040712346247802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/109040712346247802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/07/sum41-fat-lip.html' title='+~ Sum41- Fat Lip ~+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108996244880586684</id><published>2004-07-16T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T15:20:48.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey everyone</title><content type='html'>Still pretty depressed ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmate insults me everyday for the fun of it, dunno what's so fun, that bloody sick minded freako, and to think I treat him as a friend =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still asked me to call him tonight to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;He says he's always got nothing to do at night.&lt;br /&gt;Well shit him he can go screw the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, keep looking for people to arm wrestle so I can get rid of all my extra energy.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be in zombie-like mode than in hyperactive-meant-to-be-happy mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of problems, but it's been lessened ... a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Well update later, I g2g now, take care guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108996244880586684?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108996244880586684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108996244880586684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108996244880586684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108996244880586684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/07/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey everyone'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108943288160194988</id><published>2004-07-10T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T12:14:41.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Hello everyone -=+</title><content type='html'>K sry guys it's been a long time since I've posted anything here aye ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's cause I lost my password ... ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;Found out I got the password, but I got the wrong username -.-" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways ya ... my life is a total wreck now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, friends, play ... I dunno ...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what I want to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya ...&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... these few days I'm moody I guess, if I have the right definatino of moody.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a zombie walking on the face of this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Gundam Seed.&lt;br /&gt;CCA requires me to write a script.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya JH, found out I wun be performing at the Heartland Mall thingy.&lt;br /&gt;It's a puppet show -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I dun want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... a wreck a wreck ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to say that I dunno where to start from ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ya ... yesterday pushed a guy and he fell down.&lt;br /&gt;He kept making fun of my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... I showed I was angry but he continued.&lt;br /&gt;I even gave him 5 more chances before I was gonna attack.&lt;br /&gt;But even when he reached 0, I didn't wack him.&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked at me, smiled, and made fun of my name loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh I pushed him and he looked like a scared little kitten looking at a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher got me and him out and we apologised to each other and stuff ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dunno ...&lt;br /&gt;Like I said again, my life's a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future is uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;My past was fun ...&lt;br /&gt;My present .. is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of disturbing got on this week.&lt;br /&gt;It's depressing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess that's why I'm feeling so down ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well nevermind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just updated ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAke care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope ur all happy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108943288160194988?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108943288160194988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108943288160194988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108943288160194988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108943288160194988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/07/hello-everyone.html' title='+=- Hello everyone -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108942874806942459</id><published>2004-07-10T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T11:05:48.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=P</title><content type='html'>haha... ello! Tamer invited me to his blogger, now I can post wadever I want here.... &gt;.&lt; muahahhaha! Tamer is going DOWN! *smirks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108942874806942459?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108942874806942459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108942874806942459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108942874806942459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108942874806942459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/07/p.html' title='=P'/><author><name>angerally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-TEhJzcyJw/SruUB3_0i3I/AAAAAAAACWY/1KAANuHg6q4/S220/o020002001253341646247.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108834712093054193</id><published>2004-06-27T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T22:38:40.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Yowza -=+</title><content type='html'>Had alot of fun at the beach yesterday ^_^&lt;br /&gt;But then I'm covered with blisters because I started the fire, fanned the fire, cooked some food, and gave Sister Bing &lt;-- dunno what to call her ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;her very touching birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank Joanna for giving me the chance to help in the plans of the touching present that made Sister Bing cry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I felt a lil guilty, I know inside that she was crying for a good reason, so yea ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up all night, was kinda worried Joanna would get drunk and stuff :P&lt;br /&gt;But I was cooking chicken and she was the unfortunate first that ate my first piece of cooked food :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a lil raw &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;But 2nd piece onwards it was all smooth sailing ^_^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now very tired ...&lt;br /&gt;Brain tired not body tired ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I g2g do homework or else mati le x_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of urself guys see ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108834712093054193?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108834712093054193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108834712093054193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108834712093054193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108834712093054193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/yowza.html' title='+=- Yowza -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108818483752352027</id><published>2004-06-26T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T01:40:48.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Hewwo eweryone -=+</title><content type='html'>Yes for the first time in my life I blushed :P&lt;br /&gt;Omg it feels funny but yea I blushed @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I would like to thank JunHui for doing up my blog till it looks like what it is :D CRAZY ! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so happy the crazy picture is so nice it's crazy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much JH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do post ur comments on the tagboard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108818483752352027?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108818483752352027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108818483752352027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108818483752352027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108818483752352027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/hewwo-eweryone.html' title='+=- Hewwo eweryone -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108798958894051405</id><published>2004-06-23T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T19:19:48.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Wee @_@ -=+</title><content type='html'>I said b4 already I'm not good at titles so plz dun get pissed when u find out that my title is wee again &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so today I went out ... Went to Plaza Singapura ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Almost got lost, I was thinking of just following the crowd so I could gain excess into Plaza Singapura but in the end they were walking everywhere so I just did the good ol' ini miney ini moleZ and somehow got into the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked toward the left and thankfully found Plaza Singapura :D &lt;br /&gt;Was feeling pleased that I didn't get lost, so I walked into the Starhub store thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside they said the evil woman wasn't there, so I just kept attacking the same person till he gave up and took the form ^_^ Yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my phone line wun get cut off, heh heh heh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, kept wanting to tell JH stuff like :" Hey I didn't get lost ! :D "&lt;br /&gt;But then her card no more money or something so I can't send &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;SMSed Justin ( best friend ) and Char, but Char seemed a lil busy or something, &lt;br /&gt;I was asking her what she was gonna do later and she was saying she saw Char &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ...&lt;br /&gt;So ya at the Starhub store still aye ! &lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my attacks, 2 malay guys were starting a fight there &lt;br /&gt;They were saying stuff like :" Hey chee bai U INSULTED ME ! Come fight lah "&lt;br /&gt;And the other was being the timid little mouse with it's " dun want lah " and stuff &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering how the tourists must feel or think when they see that.&lt;br /&gt;Plaza Singapura seems to have alot of tourists :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, all the starhub staff were laughing like mad, and the customers too.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what was funny so just stood there emotionless while the ppl laugh and immitated the fighting actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 guys took the fight outside and I heard the rubbish bin fly &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor bin ... it nvr did offend anyone ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well so ya went to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Was standing there when suddenly I thought :" Why not do something some can't do ? "&lt;br /&gt;So I watched an NC-16 show :P &lt;br /&gt;THE PUNISHER ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violence :D&lt;br /&gt;Storyline is all bout revenge and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;I like the skull picture, very nice ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie my teeth were chattering and I was trying to keep my mouth shut &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what was wrong so I walked till I got outside :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* fast forward * I reached Hougang at last !&lt;br /&gt;But the weirdest thing was I got lost -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I made it to Plaza Singapura and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;but getting lost in home grounds ?&lt;br /&gt;GOSH @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah not really lost, just walked in the wrong direction, 180 degress wrong,&lt;br /&gt;so I was wondering where I was walking when I realised I was walking the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt weird just turning 180 degrees and walking back.&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all today ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108798958894051405?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108798958894051405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108798958894051405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108798958894051405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108798958894051405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/wee.html' title='+=- Wee @_@ -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108788215901748092</id><published>2004-06-22T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T19:06:58.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Music -=+</title><content type='html'>Hmm ... long time no blog =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... ya ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dun really know what to say :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has been happening to me, alot of ppl scolding me for no reason and stuff, that's all ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then erm ... found out I very pissed because I can't get songs I like and stuff .. in total I think I have less than 20 songs to listen to ... ya .. so find that very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... very depressed because of the little amount of songs I got too ... very lame .. nothing to do nothing to listen to ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going out with mother to dunno where to eat I think, then ya, that's about it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108788215901748092?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108788215901748092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108788215901748092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108788215901748092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108788215901748092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/music.html' title='+=- Music -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108720078310364805</id><published>2004-06-14T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T16:13:03.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Hmm :/ -=+</title><content type='html'>I find that I really dun understand myself much ...&lt;br /&gt;hmm ... dunno ... so many questions about myself ...&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what is my strong point, what are my weak points ( Cept I'm lazy )&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... I dun think now I really wanna care.&lt;br /&gt;I nvr wanted to be bothered bout what ppl say about me.&lt;br /&gt;In fact I dun care, but somehow, they float around me like phantoms,&lt;br /&gt;nvr fading away, ever present, especially when ur all alone ..&lt;br /&gt;They strike with constant speed, and the more ppl say, the more u get attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically unscathed, but mentally hurt ...&lt;br /&gt;Terrible ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently doing homework that my Chem tuition teacher gave me :P&lt;br /&gt;She's very good, I passed with flying colours, &lt;br /&gt;so I asked her to teach me all the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Very amazed she agreed, but I guess she's pissed because I ain't doing my homework ...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... sorry teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why is money so important ...&lt;br /&gt;Why was it invented in the first place ?&lt;br /&gt;So there will be order and stuff, yea,&lt;br /&gt;but then, now it's making minds corrupt, families spilt, love for the wrong reasons,&lt;br /&gt;and friendships because ur rich and stuff ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is wrong ..&lt;br /&gt;This is not what the world should be like ...&lt;br /&gt;Why is it like this ..&lt;br /&gt;Terrible terrible ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno ... I guess I'm in a thinking mood again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, death, friendship, all these things ...&lt;br /&gt;I've thought of it so many times ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend said I was materialistic because I played with my hp yesterday ...&lt;br /&gt;I was smsing and he said where was my table manners.&lt;br /&gt;Then he kept saying and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;If u wanna insult me, just go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun be like Alvin's mom, thinking she's so retardedly funny&lt;br /&gt;Saying I'm retained and laughing like it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Issit funny ?&lt;br /&gt;Well I think her hair is funny. I think she looks very funny.&lt;br /&gt;U dun see me laughing at her when I see her.&lt;br /&gt;One day I will.&lt;br /&gt;She say me just one more time, I'm gonna give her some comments.&lt;br /&gt;U dun show me at least some respect as a fellow human being&lt;br /&gt;U dun expect me to treat u as a human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's some of the things I think of ...&lt;br /&gt;For me, thinking moods, or " quiet times " are good ...&lt;br /&gt;But then again, everytime I have that ( about 70% of the time ),&lt;br /&gt;It will always lead to problems and things ppl say about me,&lt;br /&gt;the mocking, the laughing, the insulting, the lack of hope in me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always ends with me being sad dun cha think ? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of u are sick of me just dragging my feet about and whining about my stupid life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" oh why this this this "&lt;br /&gt;" why that that that "&lt;br /&gt;" why ppl do this why ppl do that "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that too.&lt;br /&gt;Sry u guys ...&lt;br /&gt;Not being a good friend aye ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... seems like I'm not the only person who thinks the song " Perfect " suits me.&lt;br /&gt;It's by Simple Plan.&lt;br /&gt;It's about trying to achieve ur parents' expectations and failing to do so,&lt;br /&gt;it's about being sad u can't be urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so 2 retards just called me, thinking their so smart or something.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ... heckcare @_@" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno lah ... thinking mood @_@&lt;br /&gt;Erm, dunno wadda say too ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finish my homework liao, later teacher scold :D&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108720078310364805?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108720078310364805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108720078310364805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108720078310364805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108720078310364805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/hmm.html' title='+=- Hmm :/ -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-10871422192500335</id><published>2004-06-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T23:56:59.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- aye .. -=+</title><content type='html'>Well here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling depressed again ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm again wondering why ppl like to poke fun at me.&lt;br /&gt;Am I really so pokeable ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a way they relieve stress ...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm there to listen, not to be said for fun.&lt;br /&gt;At least warn me if u dun feel good and need to say someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well ...&lt;br /&gt;I will nvr get used to getting made fun of ...&lt;br /&gt;Stuff like loser, guy with no table manners, idiot, stupid person, nerd, make fun of my looks, whatever ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit all those who say me.&lt;br /&gt;... nah nothing more vulgar then that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-10871422192500335?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/10871422192500335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=10871422192500335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/10871422192500335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/10871422192500335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/aye.html' title='+=- aye .. -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108710251367716544</id><published>2004-06-13T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T12:55:13.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- OmG CaN iT Be TrUE ?? -=+</title><content type='html'>OH YAY !&lt;br /&gt;HORRAY !&lt;br /&gt;I got the T610 ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg so happy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya today, was laughing at myself @_@"&lt;br /&gt;We were eating lunch and suddenly we were talking about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mum and brother were saying how I am always talking in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;My mum said I was shouting loudly :" 18 ! 18 ! "&lt;br /&gt;Was fun ! :D&lt;br /&gt;I can almost imagine myself lying there shouting @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my bro said :" Hey this morning I woke up and I heard u speaking "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* me * " What did I say ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* brother * " I got a handphone .. I got a handphone .. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol I can't believe it :P&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sound like such a boastful person &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;Oh well @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108710251367716544?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108710251367716544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108710251367716544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108710251367716544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108710251367716544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/omg-can-it-be-true.html' title='+=- OmG CaN iT Be TrUE ?? -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108700136761631298</id><published>2004-06-12T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T08:49:27.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- oOooOooommmmMmMGGGGg -=+</title><content type='html'>Ja ! Kokuta wu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhinomoyatani, tedu tedu Momiji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadeduya to ga ge ga KONNICHIWA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koyino ada yimo~ Tazhumokiwumani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhinomoyatani, tedu tedu Momiji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadeduya to ga ge ga konnichiwa~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I was listening to it and this is about the pronouciation of the Momiji Onsen song, JH ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well everyone &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;I'm very nervous and tensed up today @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get a handphone today :D&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid the model I want will run out, but that's the only model I like ...&lt;br /&gt;Omg &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;SO FREAKY @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well very tensed and worried and nervous about that @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I couldn't sleep, tossed and turned in bed till 3:30am,&lt;br /&gt;and shot up like an arrow at 6am @_@"&lt;br /&gt;Took around 30 mins to try sleep and succeed,&lt;br /&gt;and ZUUM shot up away at 8am @_@"&lt;br /&gt;Omg &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLZ LEMME GET THE MODEL I WANT.&lt;br /&gt;OH PLEASE @_@"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108700136761631298?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108700136761631298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108700136761631298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108700136761631298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108700136761631298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/oooooooommmmmmmggggg.html' title='+=- oOooOooommmmMmMGGGGg -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108660335181829398</id><published>2004-06-07T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T18:15:51.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Berserk Mode -=+</title><content type='html'>Some asshole impersonated me and scolded my good friend, and now that whore-face is scolding my good friend for the " fun " and " pleasure "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy 100% some computer geek lah, bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;Disturb my friend, think I'm some loser who sits back or run away ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna play a fool right ??&lt;br /&gt;Bloody freak face of Bin Laden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so bloody pissed off, I'm still angry, but I dunno over what,&lt;br /&gt;and that loser disturbing my friend has triggered me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao not happy come Hougang find me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see who has the last laugh :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr .. think I'm some pushover issit.&lt;br /&gt;Think some loser can be Wolffang.&lt;br /&gt;Dun look like an ex-convict then dun come use my nick.&lt;br /&gt;I dun only look like an ex-convict now JH,&lt;br /&gt;I'm like some stupid gangster -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn pissed these few days ...&lt;br /&gt;It's like ... I finally exploded, and I can't find the lid to close my Pandora's box.&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is flying out at top speed, hatred, sadness, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it feels good to be attacking instead of defending and enduring for once&lt;br /&gt;but I know this is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this continues, I might accidentally hurt my friends without meaning to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... &lt;br /&gt;I wish the contents of the box run out soon ...&lt;br /&gt;I can't control my anger.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm like ... begging Alvin to come and punch me.&lt;br /&gt;Or begging William Hung to come sing in front of my face.&lt;br /&gt;Grr ... I'm boiling all over ... it's frightening ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not only hyperactive, but I have anger surging through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;I need to HURT something. I need to lash out.&lt;br /&gt;I need to beat something non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108660335181829398?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108660335181829398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108660335181829398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108660335181829398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108660335181829398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/berserk-mode.html' title='+=- Berserk Mode -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108653888124912937</id><published>2004-06-07T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T00:21:21.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- gosh ... -=+</title><content type='html'>Hmm ... &lt;br /&gt;Is what I ask for really that tough ..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask for is appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask for is to be shown that I am appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Show that I am needed.&lt;br /&gt;Is that hard ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask for is to be loved ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I wish the special someone will appear ...&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can love me with all her heart and soul, and trust me unconditionally,&lt;br /&gt;and that I can love and trust her with my heart and soul ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that alot to ask ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to be with me ?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who needs me more than most ?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who thinks of me whenever she's sad or happy ?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is willing to spend time with an ugly guy like me ?&lt;br /&gt;Is that alot to ask ..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108653888124912937?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108653888124912937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108653888124912937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108653888124912937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108653888124912937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/gosh.html' title='+=- gosh ... -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108653748958162972</id><published>2004-06-06T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:58:09.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- grr ... -=+</title><content type='html'>K I feel a little better ...&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... ya -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108653748958162972?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108653748958162972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108653748958162972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108653748958162972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108653748958162972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/grr.html' title='+=- grr ... -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108653704742383655</id><published>2004-06-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T00:02:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Things I gotta say -=+</title><content type='html'>First, I wanna thank everyone for trying their best and not teasing me, because I'm such an emotional fella ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ... today, went to church as usual ...&lt;br /&gt;I know JH and Char dun really like me talking about this, &lt;br /&gt;but it's only the building and stuff, I wun talk bout it, I know u guys dun like it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends were teasing me again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno ... &lt;br /&gt;I know it was in the name of so called fun,&lt;br /&gt;but I can't take it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done wrong ?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it always me ?&lt;br /&gt;Sure they say others too, but mostly it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like ... &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind if I get teased with some friends,&lt;br /&gt;but everywhere I turn, I get teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmates, online friends( sometimes ), friends ...&lt;br /&gt;I get stabbed at all corners ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, u guys probably think it's a small matter, u've said so little to me,&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I wished it was only that little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I turn to, I can't find my peace.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere, ppl wanna say me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's WRONG with me ?&lt;br /&gt;Am I really some horny irritating asshole that is a " bad influence " to others ?&lt;br /&gt;Am I a gangster that smokes and will be a bad influence to my cousins ?&lt;br /&gt;HUH ? TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;HUH. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who u think I am, huh ?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid aunt, u think ur rich and u can say me ?&lt;br /&gt;U just got fucking lucky marrying my uncle, u ass.&lt;br /&gt;U think u can make it so far alone ?&lt;br /&gt;Ur so demanding, if I were ur son I'd long have run away from home even if I were just Primary 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U think ur sooo great.&lt;br /&gt;Well I dun think u can survive one day without ur husband by ur side.&lt;br /&gt;why ?&lt;br /&gt;Coz u have NO JOB.&lt;br /&gt;Ur educated, but u quit ur job already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without uncle, ur NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;NO MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;U CAN GO DIE IN THE STREETS U ****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNNBCCB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun CARE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT IF I USE VULGARITIES HUH ?&lt;br /&gt;SURE WHY DUN U JUST LABEL ME A REBEL, OR PLACE ME IN PRISON OR SOMETHING ?&lt;br /&gt;HEY BOYS HOME WOULD BE GOOD WOULDN'T IT.&lt;br /&gt;PLACE A DANGEROUS PERSON LIKE ME THERE, U'LL FEEL SO MUCH SAFER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TO HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to punch something :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, let's talk about friends now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're all guys, so we make fun of each other.&lt;br /&gt;But what the fuck is ur problem ?&lt;br /&gt;Call me a noob behind my back ?&lt;br /&gt;Call me what, why dun u call me THAT in front of my fucking face.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya most probably cause I'd bash u to PULP :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assholes without brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVIN.&lt;br /&gt;OHHH I got SOO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT U.&lt;br /&gt;U bloody asshole, ur so fucking ugly.&lt;br /&gt;U think what ? U have FRIENDS ?&lt;br /&gt;SORRY U DUN.&lt;br /&gt;U know what ?&lt;br /&gt;I fucking blocked u :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not happy ?&lt;br /&gt;WHy not cross the park and come find me ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I have my chopper here somewhere, oh wait, it's in the cupboard :@&lt;br /&gt;WAITING FOR U.&lt;br /&gt;I'll write ur name there so u can get slashed by it u fucking mofo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U think ur attitude is SOOO GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me to treat u huh ?&lt;br /&gt;Even though I only get $2 a day, I still treat u.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, hey as long as I have a happy and contented friend I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;But what did u do ?&lt;br /&gt;Snort ur piggy snort and run with the packet without even thanking me&lt;br /&gt;Oh so I'm there just to treat u aren't I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fuckface.&lt;br /&gt;U think ur the most handsome guy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Well remember the other time u looked in the mirror and saw a pig ?&lt;br /&gt;Well that pig is ur fucking face, brainless asshole :@&lt;br /&gt;Why dun u FUCKING LOOK IN THE MIRROR PROPERLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;U think what ?&lt;br /&gt;Girls are toys ?&lt;br /&gt;U think girls are brainless ?&lt;br /&gt;U think there are bimbos everywhere ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well u dumbass fucker, with ur " wonderful " looks and fucked up attitute,&lt;br /&gt;I can savely tell u, even if some girl is " worthy " of ur " wonderful charm "&lt;br /&gt;the girl will 100% ditch u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I dare say I stand a higher chance than u, fuckface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be ugly, but I dun have a fucked up attitude like urs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH ?&lt;br /&gt;Why dun u go CRY TO UR FUCKED UP MOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;TELL HER SOMEMORE STUFF ABOUT ME WUNCHA.&lt;br /&gt;TELL HER I SMOKE ?&lt;br /&gt;NO NO I'M A PIMP. HEY THAT'S NICE.&lt;br /&gt;TELL HER I'M A PIMP WUNCHA ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SHE CAN SCOLD ME AND LAUGH IN MY FACE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;WELL IF U FUCKING THINK I'M SWALLOWING MY PRIDE FOR A " FRIEND " LIKE U AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;U CAN GO FUCK ALL THE WALLS IN HOUGANG TILL UR DICK BREAKS OFF FOR ALL I CARE.&lt;br /&gt;U FUCKING LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE WILL EVER LIKE U.&lt;br /&gt;WITH UR 1/10 LOOKS AND UR 0/10 ATTITUDE.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THE UGLIEST PERSON WUN LIKE U.&lt;br /&gt;WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE EVEN UGLY PPL HAVE DIGNITY. THEY HAVE BRAINS.&lt;br /&gt;U THINK UR SO GREAT ?&lt;br /&gt;GO FUCK URSELF, U MISERABLE SOUL. BLESS U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya who's next huh :@&lt;br /&gt;NOT HAPPY COME MY HOUSE LOOK FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MAKE U HAPPY U FUCKFACE.&lt;br /&gt;Hey perhaps I should tell Alvin my website address so he can fucking see what I fucking think about him.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, that means I have to unblock him.&lt;br /&gt;... NAH. GO FUCK URSELF PLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's no secret that no one likes him.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking inviting himself to outings when we didn't even want him there.&lt;br /&gt;He should be happy we fucking gave him face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, why dun ALL u guys tease me somemore ?&lt;br /&gt;Then when I retaliate, u dun fucking blame me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause if u wanna complain, come knock on my door.&lt;br /&gt;I'll chop u up and sell u to Osama.&lt;br /&gt;KNNBCCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nice to my friends and what they do ?&lt;br /&gt;Wee it's so fun to say him.&lt;br /&gt;omg drinks spilled. WEI QIANG !&lt;br /&gt;Hmm not in a good mood. Hey let's all make fun of WQ ! He's always there for us, he told us so, well he can be there for us to make fun of too I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Wei Qiang u sux to the core, Wei Qiang u are such a nerd, Wei Qiang u no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Qiang u so and so.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Qiang is such a poser, act as something ur not.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Qiang, always act so nice, surely got interior motive.&lt;br /&gt;Look at Wei Qiang, so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Look at Wei Qiang this, look at him that, look look COME LOOK ME IN THE EYE IF U WANNA LOOK. I'll poke ur eye out and sell it I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up selfish bastards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108653704742383655?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108653704742383655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108653704742383655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108653704742383655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108653704742383655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-i-gotta-say.html' title='+=- Things I gotta say -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108644960884274086</id><published>2004-06-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T23:33:28.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- WHOA ! O_O" -=+</title><content type='html'>Ok for today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened as usual,&lt;br /&gt;for all those who wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better now ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, so today, just spent my morning watching TV,&lt;br /&gt;I slept during the afternoon till around 2+, then wake up and sleep again and wake and sleep and wake and sleep and kept smiling contentedly ^_^ My bed is so cooling ! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee I just love rolling around my bed and stuff ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so FINALLY got up at 3 :P&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to sleep at 2:59PM, but just lied on the bed lazily for one minute :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after that, ate, and went to play my keyboard ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Singapore is hot, I was semi-naked as usual,&lt;br /&gt;so I was playing the keyboard and listening to the radio, and figuring how to play a song,when suddenly, I thought I heard voices calling out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking it was my imagination, I played on, &lt;br /&gt;and suddenly it happened again, so I just turned to look out of the window at the clouds&lt;br /&gt;when BOOM, I saw a man blocking the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked O_O"&lt;br /&gt;I was like :" ... "&lt;br /&gt;And he said :" Hey boy, close the window "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked and embarassed I just closed the window and turned off the radio and lowered my keyboard's volume to 2 :P&lt;br /&gt;Loud enough only for me to hear ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so embarassing, I still dare not open the window ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's bout it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, shocked Charmaine with my true nature :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108644960884274086?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108644960884274086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108644960884274086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108644960884274086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108644960884274086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/whoa-oo.html' title='+=- WHOA ! O_O&quot; -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108616306461836624</id><published>2004-06-02T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T15:57:44.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Hi ... -=+</title><content type='html'>Oh well, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet will be cut off in around a month's time, if my brother behave himself ...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's wrong with him ...&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice person, I know, but he just can't behave himself and show some respect to ppl who deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Shouting and cursing at my mum ... taking money from her without asking, using her handphone and not returning, spamming SMS stuff, so many things he's done, and I'm under so much pressure from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just can't control himself.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with him ??&lt;br /&gt;Can't he just shuttup and listen to what mum says ??&lt;br /&gt;Does he not know that the more he says the more he gets to hear ?&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. Low eq &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Both physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, dunno what should I do ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun want my family to break apart ...&lt;br /&gt;Recovered from fever and flu, but now I've got a sore throat and cough ..&lt;br /&gt;Terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108616306461836624?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108616306461836624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108616306461836624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108616306461836624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108616306461836624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/06/hi.html' title='+=- Hi ... -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108598425075223626</id><published>2004-05-31T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T14:17:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- &gt;.&lt; -=+</title><content type='html'>Gosh ... feeling a little better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so depressed and ill and hungry @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost collapsed on the floor and stuff ... really had no strength .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked mum to buy me food, and she warned me that she would be home late, &lt;br /&gt;but I thought I could handle it, so I said it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lalala used the comp from 4-11, no one really came and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 10-11, I was really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't move, every little move I did hurt,&lt;br /&gt;the comp was making my brain hurt,&lt;br /&gt;but I couldn't leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I switched off the comp, I knew I wouldn't make it @_@&lt;br /&gt;So luckily brudders Justin and Vishal logged on,&lt;br /&gt;so I asked them to keep me company till my mum was back,&lt;br /&gt;cos I needed something to distract me and stuff ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blah blah we were talking bout rubbish ,&lt;br /&gt;and at around 11, I thought I was gonna faint, &lt;br /&gt;and I was begging that mum would come back soon and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what Sanji felt :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, when mum came back I was so happy, &lt;br /&gt;shouting at Justin and Vishal :" MUM'S BACK. THANKS GUYS. I WILL REPAY U SOMEHOW. CYA ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnD ZOOM faster off comp and ran ,&lt;br /&gt;diving for the food, stuffing huge mouthfuls of rice and noodles in my mouth,&lt;br /&gt;while mum and bro were staring at me and asking if I were ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh the food tasted so nice :')&lt;br /&gt;Gosh ... AHH I dun ever wanna feel like that again ...&lt;br /&gt;It was hell ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108598425075223626?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108598425075223626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108598425075223626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108598425075223626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108598425075223626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title='+=- &gt;.&lt; -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108592076509674729</id><published>2004-05-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:39:25.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- wtf -=+</title><content type='html'>Wee isn't this fun ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time I was online till now, no one's online~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh dun bother me, I'm just some ill and sad person who is on the verge of suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee ... sometimes I feel that shows are so much more nicer to watch than talking to friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not all of course ...&lt;br /&gt;Only those who don't give a f*** about u and stuff ...&lt;br /&gt;See also dun wanna talk,&lt;br /&gt;or those who are constantly thinking their so great and they are so powerful and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** man.&lt;br /&gt;They think their so great ?&lt;br /&gt;Shit them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is friends that care for me.&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it must be, seeing how I'm treated and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I make fun of u guys ?&lt;br /&gt;Do I call u names ?&lt;br /&gt;Do I ignore you ? &lt;br /&gt;Or do I run away when u need help or something to talk to ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must be some terrible shithouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...f***.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heckcare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ur not happy with me, go away ok.&lt;br /&gt;If u treat me as a friend, for goodness sake me a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a bad mood right now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many things I've said now I will regret later.&lt;br /&gt;But heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken it long enough.&lt;br /&gt;16 years, I have kept everything to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds stupid ? &lt;br /&gt;Nah, actually it's not.&lt;br /&gt;Why ? U think I dun wanna open up to ppl ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I do there's no one there to open up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only ... Justin ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's always been there for me since Primary school.&lt;br /&gt;We played together had fun together shared our thoughts together and laughed and cried together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He's such a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;That's the friggin' reason why he's my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I dun feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Is it right to bug someone with all ur troubles ?&lt;br /&gt;He too has a life, he has friends and his own troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Heck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for me then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108592076509674729?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108592076509674729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108592076509674729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108592076509674729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108592076509674729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/05/wtf.html' title='+=- wtf -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-7104153.post-108590372991656031</id><published>2004-05-30T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T15:55:29.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Wee ... -=+</title><content type='html'>Well, no one's readin' this crappy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why I had to make this new site and bother making a tagboard or making it feel ok to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell ill.&lt;br /&gt;Very ill. Very tired. Very alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I need someone to help me, I guess 80% I dun get anyone to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;No one reads anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108590372991656031?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108590372991656031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108590372991656031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108590372991656031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108590372991656031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/05/wee.html' title='+=- Wee ... -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108581999862375970</id><published>2004-05-29T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T16:41:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Hmm .. -=+</title><content type='html'>Well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty f***ed up about now.&lt;br /&gt;No one to talk to, and everyone's either offline or silent.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well let my mum cut off the net -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was arguing with my bro.&lt;br /&gt;Must've made JH feel uncomfortable ...&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want to talk anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, thought she'd come online to use the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, read storybooks, felt very " what " again.&lt;br /&gt;Just slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now use use use and nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;No one to speak to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I were at the beach now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the anime make the world sound like such a nice place ...&lt;br /&gt;Friends are nice and caring, teachers are kind and friendly&lt;br /&gt;Good grades, good looks ( though all look the same )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in real life ..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, the world is so twisted and messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish I could do something to make the world better and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But gee, what can I do ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun even think I can make my friends feel at peace and comfortable around me, &lt;br /&gt;and I'm always saying lame stuff :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drifting away from everyone ...&lt;br /&gt;Friends, family, all the people I love and care for.&lt;br /&gt;We're all drifting further and further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well .. ya, erm, dunno wadda say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+~Peace~+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108581999862375970?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108581999862375970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108581999862375970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108581999862375970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108581999862375970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/05/hmm.html' title='+=- Hmm .. -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108565405016259630</id><published>2004-05-27T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T18:34:10.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Sad day .. -=+</title><content type='html'>Hey there ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, wonder how JH and Char are ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Hope their both enjoying themselves ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup ... it's the time to feel depressed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though today can be considered the last day of school, I am still very sad ...&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Family Problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... ya it's bout different opinions and stuff, and I'm trying my best to be the judge, to listen to all the ideas and giving them a compromise thingy, but yea, it's hard to explain to an angry mob ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend keeps scolding me too.&lt;br /&gt;Saying stuff about me, making fun about me, saying about my looks, hinting that he thinks I'm stupid and stuff, saying I'm stupid, saying how I suck, and then saying how I suck to the core ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if he mean it or not, because if we were just friends or strangers, I dun think I'd even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is, he is my close friend.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always trying to help him, but this is what I get ..?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, not even a thank you, but a whole bag load of insults ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. it affects me alot.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when people say I'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, my mum or dad said I was stupid in a heated arguement.&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I was in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I said, I retained, but how can you say this to me ?&lt;br /&gt;I, ur son, the one who does what he can for the family, the one sticking u all together trying to make the happy-family image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ... I walked quickly into the room and locked myself, allowing myself to cry out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ... I'm stupid ...&lt;br /&gt;Why ... I retained ... I'm so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Failure ... everyone hates me ... no self confidence ...&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever like me ... I will never be happy ...&lt;br /&gt;I will never get a girlfriend ... I will never do well ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Yup, you have just been pushed into my innermost thoughts, my heart of hearts, the mastermind of the mind, the ideas and feelings I wish I can just pour out to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so far ... not many have tried to accept it and understand it, or even listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;I am but the listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people don't even tell me their problems.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm just a shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one believes and trusts me enough to tell me their troubles.&lt;br /&gt;I try to tell, but no one listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I ask for ( I guess a girlfriend I guess ), the requirements are easy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't have to be pretty, but must have a face I don't get irritated when I look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must trust me enough to tell me her troubles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must have patience and lots of guts to go out with me cos I'm mental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must be prepared to hear my innermost thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mustn't find me boring ( tough one &gt;.&lt;" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm ... and she must love me as much as I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108565405016259630?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108565405016259630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108565405016259630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108565405016259630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108565405016259630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/05/sad-day.html' title='+=- Sad day .. -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108547100187746025</id><published>2004-05-25T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T15:53:36.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+=- Posting as promised -=+</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm terrible with HTML, so I can't really make the perfect site I want :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad case of another HTML dummy. Dummy ... Dummy's guide to HTML ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, watched Troy as I've said, but my other friend wants to watch Troy, and wants me to go along @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh gosh oh well here we go again @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today, just remembered there's this English test thingy that u pay money for.&lt;br /&gt;I had it today, quite easy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, very boring right =.="&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what to write, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing an article about Mythical creatures, for my teacher's newsletter thingy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok I give up trying =.="&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting have been happening so far :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, +~Peace~+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz tag &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try those fancy daily-quote things =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERHMM :" Life, is as boring, as listening to Mr Ng, talk about PHYSICS ! "&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/7104153-108547100187746025?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108547100187746025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108547100187746025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108547100187746025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108547100187746025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/05/posting-as-promised.html' title='+=- Posting as promised -=+'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104153.post-108546945518498303</id><published>2004-05-25T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T15:17:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving here ^_^"</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, my old SITE has been spotted, so I'm movin' over here. Will post later ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104153-108546945518498303?l=slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/feeds/108546945518498303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7104153&amp;postID=108546945518498303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108546945518498303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104153/posts/default/108546945518498303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slappa_ur_face.blogspot.com/2004/05/moving-here.html' title='Moving here ^_^&quot;'/><author><name>Wolffang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552708411132641644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
