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T.T'/><category term='good things takes time'/><title type='text'>Dreamerz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>386</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-9024206826252326834</id><published>2011-11-11T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:21:04.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/11/11</title><content type='html'>Wow, been a while since I was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 11.11.11 today, anybody think its special? No offense but i think its just a cool number. Everyday should be a special day dontcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly 50 on wed! SPA got  9th, 7th and 3rd place! Damn awesome! But it really is depressing when almost everyone in your club achieved something but you didnt. I didnt run. Its my last year and i didnt run. I didnt realise how dissapointing that sounds until the whole thing was over. Awesomely dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball competition today.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we beat all the other teams except for 2. One was my junior's team. He grew taller so I couldnt reach the ball haha. And the last team with the infinite fouls. We always had the luck of being so close but in the end it doesnt matter. In a game, its all or nothing. There is no half-assed shot.  We got 4th place. So close, but still doesnt matter in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Awesomely dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say thats not all. 2 years. Things have to change.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to change it myself if it cant. Humans are selfish beings. Everything they do is for their benefit. If not, they will learn to stop doing it. Its not easy but, I guess its for the better? Is it?&lt;br /&gt;Its getting harder to live without regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 11/11/11 eh? Whats so good about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What happened?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Life happened"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-9024206826252326834?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/9024206826252326834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=9024206826252326834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/9024206826252326834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/9024206826252326834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11/11/11'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4169731242929033968</id><published>2011-09-21T22:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T00:05:27.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STONG for the STRONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm back~!&lt;br /&gt;Back from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;STONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6C7VFk5PnA/Tnn9H79T_dI/AAAAAAAAB4A/J9iVy5dt20A/s1600/312658_10150298682435197_633260196_7821766_757739442_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6C7VFk5PnA/Tnn9H79T_dI/AAAAAAAAB4A/J9iVy5dt20A/s400/312658_10150298682435197_633260196_7821766_757739442_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654829119936134610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long climb and trek. Fun and quite the experience really. Yes there were hardships but ultimately I think its quite a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slack&lt;/span&gt; climb =) Summit picture isnt really worth posting. But I guess the journey itself was worth it. Perfect example of why its about the journey, and not the destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climb&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; over huge trunks&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;slippery slopes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;muddy ground&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;walk over the length of a fallen tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmV4IS4DhYo/Tnn9IP16gOI/AAAAAAAAB4I/clhTy_qExRc/s1600/313841_10150298489642549_744762548_8166322_1959098458_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmV4IS4DhYo/Tnn9IP16gOI/AAAAAAAAB4I/clhTy_qExRc/s400/313841_10150298489642549_744762548_8166322_1959098458_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654829125273813218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had too make a shelter for the hammocks we sleep in. Since we're stacking hammocks above each other, the shelter must be bloody high. So I became the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;human ladder&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Darn it, Vincent aint that light either. Back aches~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACyv_Koq_yY/Tnn9HyH9FSI/AAAAAAAAB34/TSvnavtvLlg/s1600/315391_10150298485127549_744762548_8166266_643980173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACyv_Koq_yY/Tnn9HyH9FSI/AAAAAAAAB34/TSvnavtvLlg/s400/315391_10150298485127549_744762548_8166266_643980173_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654829117296416034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Theres a hole off the cliff of the waterfall. I think its a pretty good place to slack there but...&lt;br /&gt;when a flash flood comes, I'd be dead.&lt;br /&gt;A little drizzle on the mountain would result in a flash flood so.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AA5iZwJMgpY/Tnn8Cf9FlmI/AAAAAAAAB3I/9NgUdVnGs2Q/s1600/293644_10150298690600197_633260196_7821855_303716776_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AA5iZwJMgpY/Tnn8Cf9FlmI/AAAAAAAAB3I/9NgUdVnGs2Q/s400/293644_10150298690600197_633260196_7821855_303716776_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654827927008024162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture! Pang looks &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; much smaller here.... oh well...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emQEB5l1zV4/Tnn9HmEQaAI/AAAAAAAAB3w/l6VeH5qpBEA/s1600/317325_10150298690810197_633260196_7821857_2100884055_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emQEB5l1zV4/Tnn9HmEQaAI/AAAAAAAAB3w/l6VeH5qpBEA/s400/317325_10150298690810197_633260196_7821857_2100884055_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654829114059679746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful view, trust me it looks better in real life. SPA, we look forward in life....&lt;br /&gt;well, except Vincent who just looks back and smile&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; creepily&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ifPQhzS9bX0/Tnn9IOaqS_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/1acJuXstkxA/s1600/314570_10150299880165197_633260196_7829482_744382715_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ifPQhzS9bX0/Tnn9IOaqS_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/1acJuXstkxA/s400/314570_10150299880165197_633260196_7829482_744382715_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654829124891069426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A smaller waterfall up the mountain where we refill out bottles. Water there is drinkable and cold. The best =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aG32sFqkNh4/Tnn8Cq_nAAI/AAAAAAAAB3g/PicsgzqmdPg/s1600/307596_10150298476177549_744762548_8166171_1917767236_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aG32sFqkNh4/Tnn8Cq_nAAI/AAAAAAAAB3g/PicsgzqmdPg/s400/307596_10150298476177549_744762548_8166171_1917767236_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654827929971392514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual, it wouldnt be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; SPA&lt;/span&gt; if there isnt some stupid shots haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QebvCgZvftU/Tnn8CvEkSQI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/0mCHHWNNZSY/s1600/299705_10150298623257549_744762548_8166932_881748821_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QebvCgZvftU/Tnn8CvEkSQI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/0mCHHWNNZSY/s400/299705_10150298623257549_744762548_8166932_881748821_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654827931065927938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waterfall there is bloody freezing cold.... Balls just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;shrank&lt;/span&gt; in the water to the size of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;marbles&lt;/span&gt;. Too bad we didnt have enough time to play slide off the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MA5DWwGub1w/Tnn8CW_DU6I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/D85SHFVpXqk/s1600/296678_10150298676315197_633260196_7821685_399181511_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MA5DWwGub1w/Tnn8CW_DU6I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/D85SHFVpXqk/s400/296678_10150298676315197_633260196_7821685_399181511_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654827924600345506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best shot in the KTM train. What can I say, with crazy people, a more nicer shot is practically impossible to take haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-217EF8BMqNY/Tnn8CzZfp-I/AAAAAAAAB3o/ozt10WEUlLo/s1600/308275_10150298478907549_744762548_8166200_181894232_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-217EF8BMqNY/Tnn8CzZfp-I/AAAAAAAAB3o/ozt10WEUlLo/s400/308275_10150298478907549_744762548_8166200_181894232_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654827932227446754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I guess thats it for STONG? We did some caving, exploring caves and IVE BEEN TO GUA KRIS BEFORE! And psshht, leeches at Stong is small compared to the ones that ATTACKED me in my secondary school leadership camp haha. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WHy1Nsm9a8/Tnn-2JTbWMI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/fccGv5S7eyQ/s1600/IMG_0565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1WHy1Nsm9a8/Tnn-2JTbWMI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/fccGv5S7eyQ/s400/IMG_0565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654831013304162498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, its been quite a while. 8days plus? Its just feels different when I've never seen this Apple for so long. Just some things that no one else can do and she can do quite easily. Shes the sweetest thing on earth. Gonna run to another country with her tomorrow and 2 best buddies of mine. Well, we're gonna have a blast and no ones gonna stop us =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4169731242929033968?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4169731242929033968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4169731242929033968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4169731242929033968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4169731242929033968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/09/stong-for-strong.html' title='STONG for the STRONG'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6C7VFk5PnA/Tnn9H79T_dI/AAAAAAAAB4A/J9iVy5dt20A/s72-c/312658_10150298682435197_633260196_7821766_757739442_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8888408648075841458</id><published>2011-07-04T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:31:30.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dm2NcCATgtg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got that smile,&lt;br /&gt;That only heaven can make.&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God everyday,&lt;br /&gt;That you keep that smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8888408648075841458?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8888408648075841458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8888408648075841458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8888408648075841458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8888408648075841458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/07/next-to-you.html' title='Next To You'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dm2NcCATgtg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3688839341134353866</id><published>2011-06-17T13:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T20:31:21.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A  Smile</title><content type='html'>Days been passing by too fast. Having too much fun though exams are coming. Should I be guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything, check this out. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Vqk7f-I034/TfroMZKvnZI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/AQKEfcOjXbk/s1600/tumblr_ljgmlzLH9o1qbc1nko1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Vqk7f-I034/TfroMZKvnZI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/AQKEfcOjXbk/s400/tumblr_ljgmlzLH9o1qbc1nko1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619058784710139282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaha! I like the way they say its GLORIOUS! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHSRz839_oM/Tfroxg07d3I/AAAAAAAAB2w/04vkGzJmaW4/s1600/246734_10150208450661173_742511172_7414371_139997_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHSRz839_oM/Tfroxg07d3I/AAAAAAAAB2w/04vkGzJmaW4/s400/246734_10150208450661173_742511172_7414371_139997_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619059422421284722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brought a bunch of crazy people to PM~&lt;br /&gt;First time I tried to teach a roll without the basics. Very hard... obviously? But what to do, some people dont wanna admit that they havent master the basics. Haha, everytime they (tried) to roll, I already expect them to fail. Eskimo bow rescue also not there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1t6jO5OWgw4/Tfrp693ulEI/AAAAAAAAB24/qXMwHYrfu7Q/s1600/253839_10150208468036173_742511172_7414457_6707944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1t6jO5OWgw4/Tfrp693ulEI/AAAAAAAAB24/qXMwHYrfu7Q/s400/253839_10150208468036173_742511172_7414457_6707944_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619060684348101698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like I said, crazy =] Feels like Sports Elective cause Tzelam was there and her weird attempts to take pics haha. Sad that she'll be going back Hong Kong soon =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZSfztruv70/Tfrogw1RPSI/AAAAAAAAB2o/jqc6W40AdJg/s1600/254270_10150194430903230_536648229_7024117_6365325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZSfztruv70/Tfrogw1RPSI/AAAAAAAAB2o/jqc6W40AdJg/s400/254270_10150194430903230_536648229_7024117_6365325_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619059134659902754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night cycling~! the other 3 spoil the boyband shot sia! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XCcH011vXY/TfroUqbfqUI/AAAAAAAAB2g/dqgFffxnr40/s1600/255014_10150194415618230_536648229_7023853_3152646_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XCcH011vXY/TfroUqbfqUI/AAAAAAAAB2g/dqgFffxnr40/s400/255014_10150194415618230_536648229_7023853_3152646_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619058926782753090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Copying his trademark pose.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda fun, but i think the pace was abit too slow. Long stretches of road to speed would be nicer =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bs87wJQhZzM/Tfrq8n2epOI/AAAAAAAAB3A/JOiyfMJ5Kl8/s1600/IMG_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bs87wJQhZzM/Tfrq8n2epOI/AAAAAAAAB3A/JOiyfMJ5Kl8/s400/IMG_0488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619061812308649186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice picture? Cause the photographer is awesome =)&lt;br /&gt;Went to fly a kite with&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pretty eyes&lt;/span&gt;. Kinda disappointing that day, nothing went right you see. But oh well~&lt;br /&gt;The kite was awesome. Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;! Made me think about getting a BIGGER kite and see if it could lift me up =D But first, needa find a string that doesn't keep breaking -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Side-tracking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: If a solar eclipse is the moon in front of the sun, Lunar eclipse means the sun goes in front of the moon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a BBQ yesterday night. Shag. Went all around my condo like a ninja to find this couple.... haha! Feel like a kid though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what I crave? I crave to have a serious conversation with you. Where I can calm my heart down enough so that I wont have to make a joke to cover up moments when I have nothing to say. Where my mind is not so cluttered so that I can just say what I really mean.&lt;br /&gt;I'm imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lMq8Cw6c3uk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its only words,&lt;br /&gt;And words are all I have to take your heart away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3688839341134353866?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3688839341134353866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3688839341134353866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3688839341134353866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3688839341134353866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/smile.html' title='A  Smile'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Vqk7f-I034/TfroMZKvnZI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/AQKEfcOjXbk/s72-c/tumblr_ljgmlzLH9o1qbc1nko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1674203148234994576</id><published>2011-06-05T00:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:59:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;PANTHERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RO0yyUCZCss/TepnaA5s6YI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Is48RUbITMs/s1600/252176_10150200101072424_750532423_7276828_7684640_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RO0yyUCZCss/TepnaA5s6YI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Is48RUbITMs/s400/252176_10150200101072424_750532423_7276828_7684640_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614413582087022978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner outing at Fish &amp;amp; Co with these baskets. Awesome time =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMHJT_Mk6OQ/TepnGWAcW5I/AAAAAAAAB2A/dHiMOR_C5rE/s1600/249326_10150200101477424_750532423_7276831_7038038_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMHJT_Mk6OQ/TepnGWAcW5I/AAAAAAAAB2A/dHiMOR_C5rE/s400/249326_10150200101477424_750532423_7276831_7038038_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614413244155059090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it that in some ways, they can do stupid things haha. Makes sense?&lt;br /&gt;There was SPAC gathering on friday. Imagine, 28 batches of adventurers in one room. Epic? Feels damn awesome when so many people with the same interest are there. All of them are the happy-go-lucky kinda people who are damn on!&lt;br /&gt;SPA - Once an adventurer, forever an adventurer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, its been around 5 years? Things change, and so did you.  I thought at first that it might be fine. But I guess I was naive? I don't live to please you, as a friend, I'm here. But as a friend, can you listen once in a while? You were the one who taught me a lot of things and made me who I am today. But you don't practice what you teach no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I also hate it when close friends of mine say something like "I bet no one in the world would care if im gone" or anything along that lines. I'm like, "Dude, the person who will be bothered is right in front your face." But then again, it'll make me think.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to them I'm nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJvYoMIZgKY/Tepw0iquKII/AAAAAAAAB2Q/ctU6fpk3UqM/s1600/tumblr_lm646cR00n1qf0l0i.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJvYoMIZgKY/Tepw0iquKII/AAAAAAAAB2Q/ctU6fpk3UqM/s400/tumblr_lm646cR00n1qf0l0i.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614423933432244354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats kinda the face I'd give.... &lt;a href="http://imgfave.com/view/1387141"&gt;http://imgfave.com/view/1387141&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're angry, you have the right to be angry,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but never the right to be cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1674203148234994576?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1674203148234994576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1674203148234994576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1674203148234994576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1674203148234994576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/06/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RO0yyUCZCss/TepnaA5s6YI/AAAAAAAAB2I/Is48RUbITMs/s72-c/252176_10150200101072424_750532423_7276828_7684640_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8393708485249669523</id><published>2011-05-27T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T01:31:03.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPA GRADS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be lying if I said graduation day doesn't matter to me this year.&lt;br /&gt;Every year, even though its not me, its still sad to see people leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEbp-UVtvxs/Td6Ky_7-WTI/AAAAAAAAB1k/fzJPp1RFloM/s1600/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEbp-UVtvxs/Td6Ky_7-WTI/AAAAAAAAB1k/fzJPp1RFloM/s400/IMG_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611074794511292722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Epic expressions haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kjHDPJea3I/Td6LqB4lCNI/AAAAAAAAB1s/7se3U8njG50/s1600/248506_10150187191007861_721622860_7008368_5705270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6kjHDPJea3I/Td6LqB4lCNI/AAAAAAAAB1s/7se3U8njG50/s400/248506_10150187191007861_721622860_7008368_5705270_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611075739926726866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NJ~ It's been a short, but sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;All the best in your future END DEH VOSS. Haha, doesnt matter if I don't spell it right, I bet she still wouldnt know what it means haha. Her english no power... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You made me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;No, more than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8393708485249669523?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8393708485249669523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8393708485249669523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8393708485249669523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8393708485249669523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/spa-grads.html' title='SPA GRADS'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AEbp-UVtvxs/Td6Ky_7-WTI/AAAAAAAAB1k/fzJPp1RFloM/s72-c/IMG_0260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3754570780403915435</id><published>2011-05-24T00:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T02:00:51.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIA! Back-In-Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EkLsc0kF0o/TdqdCqotrnI/AAAAAAAAB1c/4eGm-goXgFw/s1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U0Qp-df0GKQ/TdqRHDxsCyI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ecwQMQVfeVg/s1600/130498239085394.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U0Qp-df0GKQ/TdqRHDxsCyI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ecwQMQVfeVg/s400/130498239085394.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609955836302199586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think its true. If its rare, its more meaningful isnt it? Just my point of view, dont need to whack my head for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ANYWAYSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of stuff been happening, and as you can see from the previous post, I'm just too lazy and tired to post properly -.-&lt;br /&gt;Lets see if I even remember how to do a proper post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first of all, I found out again that really, alot of people are stalking me haha. I'm talking about you who read this. See my Cbox on the right? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ITS DEAD&lt;/span&gt;! And I totally dont give a damn, so i thought no one's reading. Then slowly, one by one people complain I dont update haha. Its like 30+ people please! Can make a class! When I blog, like no one read. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ass-es....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres this gym in the CLS block which is generally out of bounds. State of the art equipments. Ever seen a guy with respirator running on treadmill? Yeahh, as cheem as that. Well, now I'm allowed to! Selected people only kkay! Technically, our own personal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;GYM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ab3kdPULYjU/TdqPToRVcVI/AAAAAAAAB0c/XEW6qFQ1lMo/s1600/225044_10150172321207861_721622860_6880546_6071205_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ab3kdPULYjU/TdqPToRVcVI/AAAAAAAAB0c/XEW6qFQ1lMo/s400/225044_10150172321207861_721622860_6880546_6071205_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609953853233787218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lightning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Going there tomorrow, every tuesday. Kenny is supposed to be our instructor assigned, but we're already veterans in the gym haha! Imagine his face when we told him we dont usually have breaks in between sets.... Sorry, gym-junkie talking here. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JUST RECENTLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Oreiantation Camp Outing~! AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;But then again, expected haha. The camp is awesome, the people are awesome, so what else do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you missed it, (like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carin&lt;/span&gt;) this are some of the thing you missed haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0y8WfaqF30I/TdqQxRiI2gI/AAAAAAAAB1M/KoNkEaRKLVs/s1600/250744_10150195754714825_740209824_6756675_7560735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0y8WfaqF30I/TdqQxRiI2gI/AAAAAAAAB1M/KoNkEaRKLVs/s400/250744_10150195754714825_740209824_6756675_7560735_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609955462037953026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pardon my expression, we were trying to do a 4-man-tall structure! This was one of the successful ones! Our camera-woman damn lousy! Haha kidding, she took the picture but never tell us, then the people carrying the heavy load get tired while waiting for her....&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine there were people who waited for us, and took pictures of us while we were doing this. HAHA! Me and some of the guys at the base were shouting "ALL IS WELL!" again and again cause its actually quite heavy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyboday &lt;/span&gt;began to chant the same thing, and..... yeah... attract too much attention? haha! My back and neck kinda ache after that =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28cUbooDYCo/TdqQDC0-1yI/AAAAAAAAB1E/7LnYN7gZ1a0/s1600/249785_10150195757299825_740209824_6756730_4697104_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28cUbooDYCo/TdqQDC0-1yI/AAAAAAAAB1E/7LnYN7gZ1a0/s400/249785_10150195757299825_740209824_6756730_4697104_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609954667816474402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently no one can do this, other than me haha! Kenny tried, but not stable &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think I know too many "Kenny"s) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Check out Fauzi's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLrqFlHqQSk/TdqP7qXZ34I/AAAAAAAAB08/QcuuaxZacdc/s1600/230968_10150185964197549_744762548_7177435_5668705_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLrqFlHqQSk/TdqP7qXZ34I/AAAAAAAAB08/QcuuaxZacdc/s400/230968_10150185964197549_744762548_7177435_5668705_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609954540990881666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NONOGAN!&lt;/span&gt; Talk so much, sure kena throw in the water la... They threw me in the water when I just came down too, hence no pics hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-Fbx7i1djk/TdqPxfRGZbI/AAAAAAAAB00/COoJeMlcFXc/s1600/230268_10150185965242549_744762548_7177455_2587263_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N-Fbx7i1djk/TdqPxfRGZbI/AAAAAAAAB00/COoJeMlcFXc/s400/230268_10150185965242549_744762548_7177455_2587263_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609954366212957618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our lousy camera-woman! My hair like James Bond sio... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CnmpMHK1mc/TdqPpr6vxOI/AAAAAAAAB0s/8_EbY8E3HBc/s1600/226870_10150190515927424_750532423_7182729_7408487_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CnmpMHK1mc/TdqPpr6vxOI/AAAAAAAAB0s/8_EbY8E3HBc/s400/226870_10150190515927424_750532423_7182729_7408487_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609954232169907426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this pic is kinda awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_y_9SdJUKPo/TdqPaFtcWlI/AAAAAAAAB0k/aSrf8WJWA4s/s1600/226288_10150185971702549_744762548_7177577_249076_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_y_9SdJUKPo/TdqPaFtcWlI/AAAAAAAAB0k/aSrf8WJWA4s/s400/226288_10150185971702549_744762548_7177577_249076_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609953964215523922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Throwing Raja in, I heard from Amman that he takes 2 hours to get ready, 1 to bathe and 1 to change i guess....? Like girl sia... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got awesome &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;juniors&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Amman&lt;/span&gt;, helped me jailbreak my phone and taught me everything there is to know!&lt;br /&gt;Free service, with a smile =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Shronn&lt;/span&gt;, was on msn with her last night at like 1am? She can make me laugh at my screen haha! Somehow when I talk to her I feel like a girl xD Long story. But of course, in real life, she'd be the one who cant stop laughing ;D I'm just too pro~ Dragonboat girl, and Glen's brother's friend lol. Small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ahh! Carin&lt;/span&gt;! Shes cute, I'd give that to her but she self praise alot! Found out shes in basketball too, but totally cannot tell by her looks haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;virgin&lt;/span&gt; Polaroid picture this thurs! At least I hope =X I heard the films are expensive.....  Guess I gotta practice smiling at the mirror before thursday cause there's no second try! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made 2 new friends today lol! Nicole, she's Jondave's church friend. Apparently according to her,  I'll be a good base for cheerleading cause my shoulders are broad and I got the strength ^^&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EkLsc0kF0o/TdqdCqotrnI/AAAAAAAAB1c/4eGm-goXgFw/s1600/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EkLsc0kF0o/TdqdCqotrnI/AAAAAAAAB1c/4eGm-goXgFw/s400/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609968954973728370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easier for people to step on -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other person is the aunty cleaning the basketball court and stadium. Haha weird right? I had 2 hours to kill, so i got 2 breads and went to the stadium. After too many pull ups, I sat down watching the field eating bread (damn no life i know -.-) She came and was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aunty &lt;/span&gt;: You eat uh? Eaat gooooood? (haha yes she talked like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : yeah, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aunty &lt;/span&gt;: Yaa.... goooood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : aha... yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; : Eat goooood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: *offer her the other bread* you want one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; : *points to the bin* You eat uhh. Eatt good gooooood (I'm guessing she's asking me to throw away the rubbish hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt; : OHH! yeah! Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! epic seriously. I gave her the other bread in the end haha. She sat with me and told me about her daily job lol. How did we communicate? Apparently she knows malay HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, shes chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, its 2am!&lt;br /&gt;Gym at 8 tmr! Die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My hair is epic now ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for&lt;br /&gt;the love you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Gone so young - Amber Pacific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3754570780403915435?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3754570780403915435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3754570780403915435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3754570780403915435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3754570780403915435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/bia-back-in-action.html' title='BIA! Back-In-Action'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U0Qp-df0GKQ/TdqRHDxsCyI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ecwQMQVfeVg/s72-c/130498239085394.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4708887173118811359</id><published>2011-05-18T00:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:34:19.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPA FOC 2011! Biggest success! It was not only great, it was AWESOME! BEST FOC I've been to so far. Really proud of the com members. =]&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to type anymore lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VyKGtCZ7plw/TdKcWKVtTMI/AAAAAAAABz8/4YUzAYOyzfI/s1600/228272_10150244138811318_762801317_8402256_7351247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VyKGtCZ7plw/TdKcWKVtTMI/AAAAAAAABz8/4YUzAYOyzfI/s400/228272_10150244138811318_762801317_8402256_7351247_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607716390576147650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the sleeve, I think my name is abit small =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGvraqvcWUw/TdKd4h7BukI/AAAAAAAAB0M/HuUy04hGbgE/s1600/225524_10150181255977549_744762548_7134334_4811319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGvraqvcWUw/TdKd4h7BukI/AAAAAAAAB0M/HuUy04hGbgE/s400/225524_10150181255977549_744762548_7134334_4811319_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718080533871170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ELBRUS! BEST. GROUP, EVARRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0k7Xu9iLJB8/TdKcZ7ipTMI/AAAAAAAAB0E/-08gfMIPjKU/s1600/225717_10150181366077549_744762548_7135937_6364317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0k7Xu9iLJB8/TdKcZ7ipTMI/AAAAAAAAB0E/-08gfMIPjKU/s400/225717_10150181366077549_744762548_7135937_6364317_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607716455323356354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual, stupid stuff we do =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VyKGtCZ7plw/TdKcWKVtTMI/AAAAAAAABz8/4YUzAYOyzfI/s1600/228272_10150244138811318_762801317_8402256_7351247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LcvBJOREMpc/TdKgRqXZnRI/AAAAAAAAB0U/w2AwXKgEuCU/s1600/229020_10150186547487424_750532423_7150914_7907696_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LcvBJOREMpc/TdKgRqXZnRI/AAAAAAAAB0U/w2AwXKgEuCU/s400/229020_10150186547487424_750532423_7150914_7907696_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607720711320345874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, what else is there to say? FOC 2011 deserves a handstand too =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4708887173118811359?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4708887173118811359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4708887173118811359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4708887173118811359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4708887173118811359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/spa-foc-2011-biggest-success-it-was-not.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VyKGtCZ7plw/TdKcWKVtTMI/AAAAAAAABz8/4YUzAYOyzfI/s72-c/228272_10150244138811318_762801317_8402256_7351247_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6444732501734041377</id><published>2011-05-01T23:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:42:59.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality check</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vWRJlZPQYo/Tb18nHHAr3I/AAAAAAAABz0/MNFdgJQT9Hw/s1600/225161_10150161638976448_675416447_6940729_1449762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vWRJlZPQYo/Tb18nHHAr3I/AAAAAAAABz0/MNFdgJQT9Hw/s400/225161_10150161638976448_675416447_6940729_1449762_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601770522883960690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture really doesnt show how high it is... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOADS of things going on so far. Wish I could take photos to keep them. Been here, there, everywhere. Worked as security, even recommended as bouncer! haha! One of the reasons why I want an iphone, to take a picture of everyday =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm rushing everything, but I'm not. I'm just going to where I wanna be. As simple as that. Only now that I understand his words, his regret,"If you want anything, don't wait for anyone. If you wait, nothing will happen."&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a band around my ankle to remind me to care about others even when no one cares about what I'm doing. Suggested by a friend of mine who knew I would forget things easily. But once in a while, I need to care for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself &lt;/span&gt;for abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn about what I post here no more. Cause I know no ones reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And tmr, I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6444732501734041377?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6444732501734041377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6444732501734041377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6444732501734041377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6444732501734041377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/05/reality-check.html' title='Reality check'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vWRJlZPQYo/Tb18nHHAr3I/AAAAAAAABz0/MNFdgJQT9Hw/s72-c/225161_10150161638976448_675416447_6940729_1449762_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4373203848396086370</id><published>2011-04-14T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:33:37.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpfM5mggVro/Tabs4t_4W-I/AAAAAAAABzs/Mjvra7jYOlc/s1600/217507_10150144550551853_686641852_6743284_5154350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpfM5mggVro/Tabs4t_4W-I/AAAAAAAABzs/Mjvra7jYOlc/s400/217507_10150144550551853_686641852_6743284_5154350_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595420046218779618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep over at WV tomorrow, and at ubin the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Adventure, its my escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the most beautiful eyes. She's sweet, funny, and very very caring.&lt;br /&gt;The whole room lights up when she smiles. Its just one in a million. She's always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Even as she days go by, her love for me never wanes.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4373203848396086370?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4373203848396086370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4373203848396086370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4373203848396086370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4373203848396086370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/04/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpfM5mggVro/Tabs4t_4W-I/AAAAAAAABzs/Mjvra7jYOlc/s72-c/217507_10150144550551853_686641852_6743284_5154350_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2950329002842293679</id><published>2011-04-11T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:59:45.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoors</title><content type='html'>Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwNcluOqoXI/TaMF48ClvYI/AAAAAAAABzE/UFFltnmH4Mk/s1600/216879_10150150868256173_742511172_6913367_2099775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwNcluOqoXI/TaMF48ClvYI/AAAAAAAABzE/UFFltnmH4Mk/s400/216879_10150150868256173_742511172_6913367_2099775_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594321637872090498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CCI Camp~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually was kinda hilarious. I remember the role plays and how the Fags (facs)  act as little devils. Plucking and licking leg hairs. Haha! My mouth got cramp from laughing so hard =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LJkwyI9Apo/TaMGXxzIY1I/AAAAAAAABzc/sEae92I3vS0/s1600/206840_10150144550761853_686641852_6743286_3649186_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LJkwyI9Apo/TaMGXxzIY1I/AAAAAAAABzc/sEae92I3vS0/s400/206840_10150144550761853_686641852_6743286_3649186_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594322167698842450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PENGARANG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another trip where my mouth cramp cause of laughing so much =]&lt;br /&gt;The best expedition from SPA so far cause we were there as year 3s, I think purely to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Really looking forward to the next one. FOC's next most prob. Hohoho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1YRKI2y6ls/TaMGH7b8jmI/AAAAAAAABzU/UqN0o8hwJGU/s1600/206938_10150163217384457_730379456_6635908_4632094_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1YRKI2y6ls/TaMGH7b8jmI/AAAAAAAABzU/UqN0o8hwJGU/s400/206938_10150163217384457_730379456_6635908_4632094_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594321895408045666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Epic photo with epic people.....&lt;br /&gt;Saw a lot of dead bodies on the road.&lt;br /&gt;Snake, cat, squirrel, tortoise, bird. Enough to make you queasy.&lt;br /&gt;We sat on the roof of the hotel that night. The view is different from in Singapore. Stars are much more brighter and more in numbers. Its these things that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; you could see with your own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGLuDHl9-rs/TaRLmjkZL7I/AAAAAAAABzk/1R7ZOzW2tnQ/s1600/Limitless%2BMovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGLuDHl9-rs/TaRLmjkZL7I/AAAAAAAABzk/1R7ZOzW2tnQ/s400/Limitless%2BMovie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594679762855997362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Limitless~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Limitless one of the days with Pat, Stacy and Alice =P&lt;br /&gt;Damn cool movie. RECOMMENDED, 4 stars. The last part is damn cool. Made me wonder if there was such a drug and all the possibilities it could bring. If I was him, I would take it, and find a way to stop taking it but still get its effects. What would happen to everyone if we ALL had that drug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wonder. Wander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought of what you wanna be when you grow up? When you graduate? Your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;How do you get there? What are you doing now? Is what you doing help to get you to where you wanna go? Why not quit school and just go straight to whatever you wanna do? Do you even think what you are learning will have anything to do with your future? Will you even remember what you learnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, been really busy to update about everything. My sleeping time is shrinking. Jezi bday cum end of ITP party tmr night. Presentation the next day. Hope I can wake up sia... Hope I can even present! Expedition end of the week. Looking forward to it still =] esp the night there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I learn to live life without regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hk7iZ55MK50/TaMF-EoiPiI/AAAAAAAABzM/DtDtp0_wNJs/s1600/1301548949805981.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hk7iZ55MK50/TaMF-EoiPiI/AAAAAAAABzM/DtDtp0_wNJs/s400/1301548949805981.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594321726078074402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You intrigue me....&lt;br /&gt;You say you're okay, but your voice quivers.&lt;br /&gt;You smile, but tears run down your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwNcluOqoXI/TaMF48ClvYI/AAAAAAAABzE/UFFltnmH4Mk/s1600/216879_10150150868256173_742511172_6913367_2099775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See all my photos on this blog =] &lt;a href="http://www.undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/view/snapshot#%21/"&gt;Click here bodoh!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. I don't like Mac Donalds....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2950329002842293679?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2950329002842293679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2950329002842293679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2950329002842293679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2950329002842293679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/04/outdoors.html' title='Outdoors'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JwNcluOqoXI/TaMF48ClvYI/AAAAAAAABzE/UFFltnmH4Mk/s72-c/216879_10150150868256173_742511172_6913367_2099775_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2041986928787272300</id><published>2011-03-29T21:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:10:31.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22V8_S6MbHE/TZHcTBRQ1vI/AAAAAAAAByk/bStshJqQTOI/s1600/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22V8_S6MbHE/TZHcTBRQ1vI/AAAAAAAAByk/bStshJqQTOI/s400/Untitled2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589490831859963634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I believe its true =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates, busy day and night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ITP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sembawang is practically my second home! Everyone in the Shipyard has a bike to travel around the compound. But we 3 musketeers dont! Whats more is that our E&amp;amp;I department is the furthest one! Morning needa walk to work, the walk to canteen for lunch, walk back, then walk home. Training uh haha! Went to WV Semb, really miss that place. Saw baby! woo!! Shes so patient with me haha! She like totally waited for me for 3-4 months? Awesome (Y) Corsica you're the best HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFZl75f4MkA/TZHiEyYmOUI/AAAAAAAABy8/75mvI6_GiTk/s1600/af41186a0a405de5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFZl75f4MkA/TZHiEyYmOUI/AAAAAAAABy8/75mvI6_GiTk/s400/af41186a0a405de5_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589497184415791426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zul bought a marshmallow cake to work today! DAMN SWEET! It tastes like Cotton Candy in cake form! More concentrated uh. Very sweet, nobody wanted to eat cause they all scared they get diabetes..... So more for me mwahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG2K3Gbocho/TZHgURE5rQI/AAAAAAAABys/7AhL3BQ9Txs/s1600/197855_10150119564822861_721622860_6534101_3327202_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG2K3Gbocho/TZHgURE5rQI/AAAAAAAABys/7AhL3BQ9Txs/s400/197855_10150119564822861_721622860_6534101_3327202_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589495251329461506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HANDOVER&lt;/span&gt;! It deserves a Handstand =]&lt;br /&gt;Honestly  its friggin awesome. The juniors planned it very very very well. To me  its the best handover that I've been to! Makes me look forward to the  camps they plan.... Year 3 now, can relax.... maybe bring a kite to  Pulau Hantu? Fishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2wwhONNJ6k/TZHgwCxA0hI/AAAAAAAABy0/g26QkFpFVN4/s1600/189492_10150121380717334_677517333_6817301_1539694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2wwhONNJ6k/TZHgwCxA0hI/AAAAAAAABy0/g26QkFpFVN4/s400/189492_10150121380717334_677517333_6817301_1539694_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589495728524284434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this pic gt alot of extras... haha!&lt;br /&gt;Got  a photo with the VP! I think she's the best choice for that position  seriously. How I know? I voted her la! LOL. She gets along well with  both sides, cares for both alot and really think for the club. Hope  someone can talk some sense into her so that she can be more confident  haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NIGHT LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically been out with Geraldine. Shes damn epic. She called me out. Then I ended work early so I met her with her friend, Rose. SHE DRIVES DAMMIT. HAHA! I felt like a kid the whole journey! She brought me to this place Ive never been. Its a dam, the view at night is just plain awesome..... We went makan at Newton food court? Dunno where uhh, but they got recommendations there. Tried all the best food there! Awesome. And to keep my manly pride, I treat them dinner =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I officially have a new record of the strangest way to make a new friend. I met Cynthia because of ice cream. Those who know the story shaddup. Those who don't, ASK ME! Haha seriously epic.&lt;br /&gt;All the best at KL =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Cheers camp, Expedition, my soveniers, and Post ITP PARTY(Jezi's Bday)! Seriously gonna be awesome! Live like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm keeping another name for facebook cause i needa keep out of radar for now =] Camps and clubs. First thing they ask is, "Do you have facebook?" WTFAG???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Waiting for my ITP kaching next monday and Jr, here I come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yo te voy amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2041986928787272300?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2041986928787272300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2041986928787272300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2041986928787272300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2041986928787272300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/never-say-never.html' title='Never say never'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-22V8_S6MbHE/TZHcTBRQ1vI/AAAAAAAAByk/bStshJqQTOI/s72-c/Untitled2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8018707930547308237</id><published>2011-03-21T21:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:00:12.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kALSETZ9ngk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting the hang of ITP. Actually I'm learning quite alot from ITP.  Like they say, if you want anything, you have to take the first step. I  did 6man job myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that basket.&lt;br /&gt;WHO ASK YOU TO DO WHAT YOU DID. GROW UP MAN. Small things you say, but who's gonna bail you out? Cant tell you parents or you'll die. I bet even your girlfriend doesn't know. Dude, you know you're gonna have a record for this duntcha? Told you to stop the habit. You'll have alot to loose. Maybe now, you'll quit. No point nagging if you don't listen, but I gotta at least let this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reminded that you cant remain childish&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; forever&lt;/span&gt;. Have to bail one of my friends out. Its not the money thats the problem. Fuck, a record lehhh.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the ones you can turn to are your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, Elaine got me an icecream cake for supper yesterday! Totally can see that they're trying to make me fat and eat me =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt; Me and Max tested our strength at the fitness corner. I admit, both of us improved quite alot. Perseverance. Doesnt matter if you walk or run. The destination will still be the same =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with these rich ass people is crazy. Few nights ago we went to Hometeam NS to play golf? HAHA damn random. Okay, I'm pretty bad at golf so bear with me here. We played the kind where you just hit the balls into the open space? Yeah, First few shots we just anyhow hit haha. Max tried to  play baseball... But overall, spending time with them, cool night breeze. The best (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCo7D7jPOAQ/TYdTSSWMNrI/AAAAAAAAByM/TjbPzrptcBQ/s1600/1300517755105242.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCo7D7jPOAQ/TYdTSSWMNrI/AAAAAAAAByM/TjbPzrptcBQ/s400/1300517755105242.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586525436404053682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything is on track.&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to do good deeds lately. The most epic was of course helping the old lady (prev. post) but thats not the only one =] Kinda make you feel good when you make someone smile. 2 Years ago my new year resolution was to make at least one person to smile each day. Don't know what happened to it though haha. Cause I believe, whats inside will show on the outside =]&lt;br /&gt;Ever seen Shrek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORTD3MnOpmU/TYdXBYupdwI/AAAAAAAAByU/4Od6H0bv8W8/s1600/shrek-and-fiona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ORTD3MnOpmU/TYdXBYupdwI/AAAAAAAAByU/4Od6H0bv8W8/s400/shrek-and-fiona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586529544105981698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Small girl coming home tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8018707930547308237?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8018707930547308237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8018707930547308237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8018707930547308237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8018707930547308237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/grow-up.html' title='Grow up'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kALSETZ9ngk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8635364230741672778</id><published>2011-03-20T00:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T12:18:05.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A smile a day =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZYDbdvZieQ/TYV_RiAOVNI/AAAAAAAAByE/4PEbGjKkFDQ/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Z_c5zwEMw/TYTxdsAU54I/AAAAAAAABx8/BfRdpKfgFr8/s1600/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Z_c5zwEMw/TYTxdsAU54I/AAAAAAAABx8/BfRdpKfgFr8/s400/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585854930177288066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0Wf9rDQ2ZhM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="30" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song never fails to keep me going. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success!&lt;br /&gt;After so many tries! What am I talking about? Our song =] Still haven't think of the title yet. Maybe will tweak it more =] BUT ITS AWESOME! Cloud 9 baby. When its done, the whole world will know. Sense of accomplishment! Next would be the studio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I helped this woman to carry her groceries up to her house. She was fumbling with it near the market in front of WCPlaza. I asked if I could help. She thanked me once. When I carried it, she thanked me all the way to her house 2 blocks away haha epic! =] When I reached her house, guess who I saw..... EVE! haha~! Apparently it was her granny's house. Damn small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh. Who's Eve? I met her a long time ago, at the void deck of my old house. She was playing with my brother outside the kindergarten classroom. Haha naturally, I joined them. I didnt like her at first. STINGY!!!!! She dun let me play her yoyo =( She kept outcasting herself. So, one time she was running, she fell. Scratched her knee. Coincidentally I got a plaster. Her mum asked her to thank me, she did, but her face like not happy. The NEXT day, when I send my bro again, she came over, sat beside me and gave me a "Thank You" card. SWEET RIGHTTTT haha. Ever since then she stuck to me like magnet haha. I had her picture, cause she was damn cute. But think I lost it. Dang, memories.&lt;br /&gt;She's 7-8 years old now =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read something that made me think about 2012 again. Doesn't affect me that much now though. No regrets. I only have one. Live life to the fullest. Its already brimming =] Everyone has their own way to do that. Their own interest. Their own beliefs. Some live recklessly, drink drank drunk. Some dedicate their time for a sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Freedom with no boundaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why go with the crowd? I never did want to follow them. Sometimes, I just hitch a ride to get to where I wanna go, but never stay for long. Its all about freedom. Parkour, stunting, BD, kayaking, making music, flying a kite. Simple things that you never think of. Why? cause you follow the crowd =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Life, Love, Laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple things in life needed to live. Food, water, and warmth is not what you need to live, but merely to survive. Enjoy every single minute. A good friend once told me, "Never get tired of life. Do what you want, go out, have fun, live loud, just run. When you're dead, you can sleep peacefully all you want." Really motivated me =] But life's too hard to enjoy you say? You're missing the little things in front of you. How did I find it? Through kayaking =] I know alot of people who share the same thinking. Kayaking in the rain, so close to the water that you can see the droplets. Going to deserted islands, beautiful beaches and just slacking there eating lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with a good friend flying a big big big kite, or eating supper late in the morning, or just eating icecream at a playground! Just awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZYDbdvZieQ/TYV_RiAOVNI/AAAAAAAAByE/4PEbGjKkFDQ/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZYDbdvZieQ/TYV_RiAOVNI/AAAAAAAAByE/4PEbGjKkFDQ/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586010851985216722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;Lately theres this girl who confessed to me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Long&lt;/span&gt; story, but after I totally rejected her in the most epic way possible, she told me she has like 2-3 guys chasing her trying to please her. Describing what she wear when she sees them. Telling me how impossible her situation is. How she is damn good in this. Damn good in that. Asked to be a model. Basically trying to make me jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, all you're doing is putting yourself down. Yes you are pretty. Yes you have alot of guys after you. But with that attitude?&lt;br /&gt;I believe, if you ever wanna make the guy jealous, just be yourself and tell him he can never get you. Thats the truth, frank, and more respectful. Trust me. Losing you would be worse than losing the attractiveness that you are trying to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet to find someone to go Redang with me though. Okay, scratch that. Yet to find someone who will plan with me haha!&lt;br /&gt;Theres that, and slack lining! Gonna get it soon....&lt;br /&gt;And of course, a revamped guitar ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry for the wordy posts =]&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. The moon was beautiful tonight, and I wasnt the only one who was amazed by it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flickaday. Should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8635364230741672778?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8635364230741672778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8635364230741672778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8635364230741672778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8635364230741672778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/smile-day.html' title='A smile a day =]'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Z_c5zwEMw/TYTxdsAU54I/AAAAAAAABx8/BfRdpKfgFr8/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2979950903002325727</id><published>2011-03-18T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:31:59.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAKKK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6us2n2G2cY/TYOIuIoHJ9I/AAAAAAAABxs/Wkx6rSo45r8/s1600/33743_436642743229_536648229_5195184_6737572_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6us2n2G2cY/TYOIuIoHJ9I/AAAAAAAABxs/Wkx6rSo45r8/s1600/33743_436642743229_536648229_5195184_6737572_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6us2n2G2cY/TYOIuIoHJ9I/AAAAAAAABxs/Wkx6rSo45r8/s400/33743_436642743229_536648229_5195184_6737572_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585458289040631762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucky that small girl in china... if not she sure will say sumthin haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKENDS!&lt;br /&gt;Finally a break. ITP everyday at 5am. Seriously??&lt;br /&gt;But after 2 weeks i think I'm getting the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;Every morning get some chocolate and sweet stuff to get me sugar rush. 3pm sharp I'll be shag already haha!&lt;br /&gt;Colleages bringing me to club i think. Forgot wad its called haha. Gonna be damn awesome =]&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate one of their birthdays. They celebrate once every 3 months haha! Epic sia! Apparently Afiz's bro is a bartender at MBS. Can get a big room which costs $450 at just $150 ;D Soon =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, so many things to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine owes me some dinner somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Hanwei swimming tmr. Nabei ask me wake up so early again...&lt;br /&gt;Pat recording at his hse.&lt;br /&gt;Myrah selling bras.&lt;br /&gt;Repair my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Register N.V.M.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going out after ITP haha, I know its crazy but thats the time I have. No matter how tired haha! Watched RANGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sd_c8sGlQow/TYN9u1fDuII/AAAAAAAABxc/XucLd4wVOtg/s1600/rango-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sd_c8sGlQow/TYN9u1fDuII/AAAAAAAABxc/XucLd4wVOtg/s400/rango-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585446206454347906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously damn nice! Didnt expect to laugh as loud as Geraldine! (She very noisy in movies oneee) But its funny! haha! I thought its like a kids show... so I was more pessimistic.... but its really funny =] Recogmended =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, juz got a compliment =] OHH! YILIN GOT ME THIS SUPER NICE THUMBDRIVE! Its damn cool! Will take photo of it in higher quality next time haha. AND I GOT THIS SUPER COOL CUFF LINKS FROM TWIN! Now I just need a blazer =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCqe7ECy02w/TYOE-D-jQHI/AAAAAAAABxk/-HuTLFmxb1c/s1600/25461_392969443456_675833456_3989871_3391680_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCqe7ECy02w/TYOE-D-jQHI/AAAAAAAABxk/-HuTLFmxb1c/s400/25461_392969443456_675833456_3989871_3391680_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585454164623966322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FOC and camps coming. Gonna crash it as usual =] Start of the year. Lets make it epic again ;D This pic is the pyjamas EEE cum formal CLS disco haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been making covers, lepak-ing with people i never thought could lepak! haha. Making my song! Training, stunt-ing, USS! =D Catching up with people is getting harder cause theres alot of people to catch up with! haha. Oh banana, Keryn's birthday today! Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little bugger's words still in my mind. From like what, 2-3 weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;"She's your first, while you're her... what, 8th? She already learned how to deal with it. Its normal if you don't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi, guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2979950903002325727?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2979950903002325727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2979950903002325727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2979950903002325727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2979950903002325727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/breakkk.html' title='BREAKKK'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m6us2n2G2cY/TYOIuIoHJ9I/AAAAAAAABxs/Wkx6rSo45r8/s72-c/33743_436642743229_536648229_5195184_6737572_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3793390732482437994</id><published>2011-03-06T10:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:20:40.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNjpEgq_D14/TXOj2es7K3I/AAAAAAAABxE/UX59072D-04/s1600/DSC02699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNjpEgq_D14/TXOj2es7K3I/AAAAAAAABxE/UX59072D-04/s400/DSC02699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580984519591930738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No stunt doubles haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the wishes the presents and the everything =]&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate every tiny thing =] 2Days very tiring haha. Cant think straight now. Gotta sleep. Or else I die....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, people going off for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OITP&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holidays&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LTC&lt;/span&gt;, all the best. I look out for my bros too okay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side note: HW's mum and sister rmbed me when I sent him off! The last time i talked to his sister when she was in pri sch, I made her cry! HAHA! Now shes in sec sch =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel - Ireland (6weeks)&lt;br /&gt;Jameston - Ireland (6weeks)&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan - China (6weeks)&lt;br /&gt;Han Wei - India (1 more week)&lt;br /&gt;Joanne - Vietnam (6weeks)&lt;br /&gt;Olga - Perth (20march)&lt;br /&gt;Vincent - China( 10th-21st)&lt;br /&gt;Yuduan - China(10th-21st)&lt;br /&gt;B2 - (she just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cheated&lt;/span&gt; me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a group of gang members asked me to join their gang. Kinda funny, cause they empty threats. Just like firing an empty bullet. Dumb -.- Thing is, they think they're all big and all, but all they do is stare. I'm like... whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I forget, this stupid thing. Epic man. The view from up there is really something. I felt like spiderman in the scene where he had to save a bus of kids or Mary Jane haha! Should take the view from up there better... oh well, another day. These is the second video that I will remember for life (Y) haha &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ahh fuck la video another day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H53ak0ulJhs/TXOrPy2yMtI/AAAAAAAABxU/twc_dhp4EuQ/s1600/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a personal project with some people ^^ Give you a clue, this is my mini studio at home haha. Goin pat's house to do the other part. AWESOMENESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H53ak0ulJhs/TXOrPy2yMtI/AAAAAAAABxU/twc_dhp4EuQ/s1600/DSC02694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H53ak0ulJhs/TXOrPy2yMtI/AAAAAAAABxU/twc_dhp4EuQ/s400/DSC02694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580992651080118994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go bunjee jumping with the third BOZO behind me ^^ AWESOME AWESOME! And Gymnasium too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj3A3FXU5P4/TXOpt7PQPpI/AAAAAAAABxM/In4BJ4TGtGY/s1600/DSC02763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj3A3FXU5P4/TXOpt7PQPpI/AAAAAAAABxM/In4BJ4TGtGY/s400/DSC02763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580990969703054994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a hi-im-the-new-intern day. So screwed, didnt print my letter. HAHA DIE, on first day die already. WOO! DIE DIE DIE! I'm such an optimist! DIE haha! MATI! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, many more things happening, calender full, but thats for another day =]&lt;br /&gt;On another note, found out Shirlyn lives near me =] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;THATS JUST FRUGGIN AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;No more games girl&lt;br /&gt;All you did was bring down your image =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3793390732482437994?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3793390732482437994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3793390732482437994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3793390732482437994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3793390732482437994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/03/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNjpEgq_D14/TXOj2es7K3I/AAAAAAAABxE/UX59072D-04/s72-c/DSC02699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3552156871689839129</id><published>2011-02-28T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T00:59:03.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what it feels like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPYTQ-VUY1E/TWvH88nXn_I/AAAAAAAABwk/Gueg5mq98Cs/s1600/1298867212820599.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPYTQ-VUY1E/TWvH88nXn_I/AAAAAAAABwk/Gueg5mq98Cs/s400/1298867212820599.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578772413305823218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... Every part of you wants to see her. To be with her. To comfort her. And only her. You want to do anything physically possible to make sure that she's the happiest girl in the entire world and you'd do anything to make her that way. You can't stop thinking about her even if you wanted to, which you don't because it feels too good to do so. This leads to not being able to sleep, eat or dream correctly because she fills you with butterflies. When you do get to see her, your day instantly brightens up and you have a hard time concentrating on anything else. She makes you feel like life's absolutely worth living and she gives you a reason to smile day after day. There's no feeling in the world that comes remotely close to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPsMSnW6Wg4/TWvLQxWfIsI/AAAAAAAABws/93REq-b2Rbs/s1600/183621_10150100795242549_744762548_6561560_1614716_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPsMSnW6Wg4/TWvLQxWfIsI/AAAAAAAABws/93REq-b2Rbs/s400/183621_10150100795242549_744762548_6561560_1614716_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578776052414489282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Niceeee,&lt;br /&gt;If you didnt know by now, I'm a guy who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; the water =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to after exams. So many things cramped but its soooo gonna be awesome. I didnt even realised today was a monday, the whole day I thought today was a thursday haha. Guess thats how bad I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;want the exams to be over =] So many things to do, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gha's circle of friends is like so huge, that he can never be alone. He's not the kind of guy who would be alone at any given time. If he's alone, hes either finding a friend, or waiting for one. RARE! &lt;br /&gt;-Max&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness quoted by Max. Quite true, haha. Sleepy, Wish me luck for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BMRENG&lt;/span&gt;, think I'm gonna need it =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When life gives you lemons, make apple juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3552156871689839129?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3552156871689839129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3552156871689839129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3552156871689839129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3552156871689839129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-know-what-it-feels-like.html' title='Do you know what it feels like'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPYTQ-VUY1E/TWvH88nXn_I/AAAAAAAABwk/Gueg5mq98Cs/s72-c/1298867212820599.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6514103472989360469</id><published>2011-02-26T11:23:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T12:29:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElosfdkPTOI/TWhyaXCkLoI/AAAAAAAABwc/lRz0W1wTH5Q/s1600/183585_1580637163551_1464351295_31147887_1239805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElosfdkPTOI/TWhyaXCkLoI/AAAAAAAABwc/lRz0W1wTH5Q/s400/183585_1580637163551_1464351295_31147887_1239805_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577833935685299842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t9fGIvcfBJk?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="26" width="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No one can change a person, but a person can be the reason someone changes-&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6514103472989360469?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6514103472989360469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6514103472989360469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6514103472989360469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6514103472989360469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-feel-free.html' title='I feel free.'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElosfdkPTOI/TWhyaXCkLoI/AAAAAAAABwc/lRz0W1wTH5Q/s72-c/183585_1580637163551_1464351295_31147887_1239805_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5775614782480570043</id><published>2011-02-25T10:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T14:52:34.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guardian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCrqHp2WIxo/TWcheA1UjLI/AAAAAAAABwU/bWME1blsITM/s1600/Backflip_by_myfaith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCrqHp2WIxo/TWcheA1UjLI/AAAAAAAABwU/bWME1blsITM/s400/Backflip_by_myfaith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577463463025085618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take the risk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note to self: &lt;/span&gt;gonna take a pic of me doing backflip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised the year 3's are graduating soon. Sad... They always know the right things to say. Even though we're just court buddies lol. Just realised Li Ming is the SD club President. I realise I know quite alot of high ranking people lol. Though they're all goons... haha like me =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted a life like F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Dontcha think they're so awesome? Everywhere they turn, theres someone there for them. And everyday is awesome lol. Unconciously I Kept trying to look out for people, seeing if they can join this group. But it always seem like falling apart whenever I try to hold it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then BAM, guess what. They were here all the while =] Right infront of me haha. Can't believe how far I had to fall to see it. Actually they don't really know each other, but they all don't mind to get out together with me to go crazy haha! Damn epic. I believe they don't know this site... but with them... nothing will stay certain haha! Thanks babes and hunks =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Cause a letter filled with feelings is worth more than any gift you can give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Gha, you need to keep up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm human too. You treat me like trash when you're dissapointed at the slightest things. Even&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; apologise. Do you? You're underestimating me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I won't let go.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5775614782480570043?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5775614782480570043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5775614782480570043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5775614782480570043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5775614782480570043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/guardian.html' title='The Guardian'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FCrqHp2WIxo/TWcheA1UjLI/AAAAAAAABwU/bWME1blsITM/s72-c/Backflip_by_myfaith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-716368979674597294</id><published>2011-02-18T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:31:01.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwc8Su_DMXQ/TV6BLutuh3I/AAAAAAAABwM/Oy-ACua8mFM/s1600/1296308594244807.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwc8Su_DMXQ/TV6BLutuh3I/AAAAAAAABwM/Oy-ACua8mFM/s400/1296308594244807.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575035427249620850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN CUTE RIGHTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams coming, but I just realised a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm seriously very childish o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toys for valentines day and I'm already throwing my books to play with it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Got this really cool nerf gun thing, that I'm currently fighting my bros for a chance to play with it lol. They ALREADY lost 2 bullets WTF. And I jingled all around school yesterday with this stuffed dog with a bell around its neck. Stares everywhere lol. Took off the bell to stop the noise =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GHA ONLY KNOWS HOW TO ENJOY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bioengineering. Totally not my thing. Seriously. What am I doing if I'm just studying about things I will never use in the future? My future is totally uncertain. I realllyyyyyyyyyyy dunno what I'm gonna do.  But.... I know I'm gonna enjoy every moment of the day =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, cmon. Not the first day you know me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-716368979674597294?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/716368979674597294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=716368979674597294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/716368979674597294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/716368979674597294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwc8Su_DMXQ/TV6BLutuh3I/AAAAAAAABwM/Oy-ACua8mFM/s72-c/1296308594244807.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1400351400313828904</id><published>2011-02-18T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:25:03.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head down low</title><content type='html'>Funny how a simple song can bring me down to the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cb06Euo-gbs" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will be the first time in a week&lt;br /&gt;That I'll talk to you&lt;br /&gt;And I can't speak&lt;br /&gt;Been three whole days since I've had sleep&lt;br /&gt;Because I dream of his lips on your cheek&lt;br /&gt;And I got the point that I should leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;But we both know that I'm not that strong&lt;br /&gt;And I miss the lips that made me fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's not pretend that you're alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;(I know he's there)&lt;br /&gt;You're probably hanging out and making eyes&lt;br /&gt;(while across the room, he stares)&lt;br /&gt;I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor&lt;br /&gt;And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Cause somethings will never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1400351400313828904?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1400351400313828904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1400351400313828904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1400351400313828904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1400351400313828904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/head-down-low.html' title='Head down low'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cb06Euo-gbs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8833861158715229713</id><published>2011-02-05T18:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T19:01:59.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TU0s8aiJksI/AAAAAAAABv8/17o3XBVFoJw/s1600/1296355594971143.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TU0s8aiJksI/AAAAAAAABv8/17o3XBVFoJw/s400/1296355594971143.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570157730553500354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. Do what it takes to be a human. Have a heart, Care, think about others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TU0sMtyw8aI/AAAAAAAABv0/OeuR4ojKnQQ/s1600/1296448455547627.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TU0sMtyw8aI/AAAAAAAABv0/OeuR4ojKnQQ/s400/1296448455547627.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570156911089742242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inspired by the song haha, a guy cant do everything right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy and tired these past few days. Its not that I dun wanna blog, I'm just too tired. =]&lt;br /&gt;Gha is currently under reconstruction =] Body and soul~ Sad thing is that exams are nearing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TU0tA1zqg3I/AAAAAAAABwE/EwW1peH3HR8/s1600/1296578280344859.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TU0tA1zqg3I/AAAAAAAABwE/EwW1peH3HR8/s400/1296578280344859.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570157806594196338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bomb squad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8833861158715229713?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8833861158715229713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8833861158715229713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8833861158715229713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8833861158715229713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/02/peeks.html' title='Peeks'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TU0s8aiJksI/AAAAAAAABv8/17o3XBVFoJw/s72-c/1296355594971143.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1027065237891992644</id><published>2011-01-30T10:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T10:58:17.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUTRMk2FHhI/AAAAAAAABvo/2NEHpSl-5AE/s1600/1296259991573712.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUTRMk2FHhI/AAAAAAAABvo/2NEHpSl-5AE/s400/1296259991573712.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567805053315915282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing short of awesome. Whenever theres kids I'm always the first one being placed there, I dont know why lol. Elaine's neighbours were invited over and their kids were so cute! I think they think of me as a big playground haha. BUT kids never understand when its time to leave. Its like, we took away their favourite stuff toy or something. What up with that?? lol. Kinda makes me feel guilty, but they gotta learn life ;D THANKS FOR THE BBQ ELAINE! Thanks for everything =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet feeling when you have friends everywhere for you (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, training is a happy word for me. Doing drop-weights till you cant carry no more. Perfect you forms doing rolls. Running by everyone. Doing tricks flippin all around with cheers all around you if you did it right. I get this adrenaline feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm an adrenaline junkie (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was motivation. Being a year 2 now, theres no coach to shout, no seniors to encourage. Haha, but strangely I got the motivation now. Watch this space. Cause I don't join the rat race =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and a side note. Found a bunch of tricksters. Small world really, apparently one of them knows me as the guy who went to his programming class but is absent most of the time. Haha, I cant really remember faces. Just feelings =] He thought me how to do the front flip. Generally, people cant/don't do it cause of fear. Once thats gone, its as easy as trying to ride a bike.&lt;br /&gt;hoo hoo flash kicks next....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUTOiPHlpWI/AAAAAAAABvg/fHzwXrA-glU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUTOiPHlpWI/AAAAAAAABvg/fHzwXrA-glU/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567802126906008930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you see me, ask me to show you how to do it xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When there is no place left to venture in this world, all thats left is to go past the concrete walls (parkour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1027065237891992644?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1027065237891992644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1027065237891992644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1027065237891992644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1027065237891992644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/adventure.html' title='Adventure'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUTRMk2FHhI/AAAAAAAABvo/2NEHpSl-5AE/s72-c/1296259991573712.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7635116745922796367</id><published>2011-01-29T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T17:13:46.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9wJOxPalMpo" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters, nothing really matters at all&lt;br /&gt;When all your dreams are shattered, everything is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever happens, they think we waste our lives but they're wrong,&lt;br /&gt;we're moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everybody knows) you know the ships going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7635116745922796367?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7635116745922796367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7635116745922796367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7635116745922796367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7635116745922796367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/pure-lyrics.html' title='Pure Lyrics'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9wJOxPalMpo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1703529217268138072</id><published>2011-01-27T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T23:30:47.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUGPl7HGVZI/AAAAAAAABvY/ko4HbI6GQKU/s1600/1295929536726175.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUGPl7HGVZI/AAAAAAAABvY/ko4HbI6GQKU/s400/1295929536726175.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566888496092042642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that time when we argued about who loves who more?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I guess I won...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1703529217268138072?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1703529217268138072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1703529217268138072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1703529217268138072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1703529217268138072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-fool.html' title='Just a fool'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUGPl7HGVZI/AAAAAAAABvY/ko4HbI6GQKU/s72-c/1295929536726175.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2951556433103658725</id><published>2011-01-26T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:28:02.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free hug event~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUBKA74iKSI/AAAAAAAABvQ/wpPMv6adr3Q/s1600/1296002910411453.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUBKA74iKSI/AAAAAAAABvQ/wpPMv6adr3Q/s400/1296002910411453.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566530519365200162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It remains to be true =] Fill you brain with memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally epic! In every sense of that word!&lt;br /&gt;My peeps who were supposed to come ALL never come. Only Jonathan and Patrick came. But they were TOTALLY unsupportive haha. Doing crazy things like this, haha even I need a little encouragement. They totally screw my brains inside out! Lucky I found a friend who willingly gave me a hug first. And I was set all the way ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first sign was actually "Free Hugs!" But after going all the way to FC6, getting around 10 hugs, being called gay by one guy didnt really matter lol. (Besides, I could've split his head any day) lol. Met Geraldine at FC6 and she joined us. Jon gave me another idea so I rewrote my sign to become.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My life SUCK, HUG me!" with a tiny "pls..." at the bottom haha. More success with that sign! The guys hugging me were giving me the "Yeah-i-know-how-you're-feeling-bro" pity look whenever they walk to me haha. Got a GIGANTIC hug from this big guy at FC5, I actually jumped on another guy to hug him at FC5, and I carried this guy at the library while hugging him. LOL somehow this sounds so gay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine's camera is so pro! Can hide pimples! Naturally used it to cam-gigolo lol. Pics soon, damn nice (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the next event tomorrow (which is technically today...) POOL TRAINING! woo! Don't care, gonna try to fit in the playboat this time~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30+ hugs, but this event was to actually get just that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I cant make her care no more,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I cant make her heart stop, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I cant make her feel like a princess, I guess I was never good enough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;waking up earlier and sleeping later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;As long as I can still be there, I'm happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still get butterflies too @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My toe is still busted =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2951556433103658725?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2951556433103658725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2951556433103658725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2951556433103658725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2951556433103658725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/free-hug-event.html' title='Free hug event~!'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TUBKA74iKSI/AAAAAAAABvQ/wpPMv6adr3Q/s72-c/1296002910411453.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7891993449877432576</id><published>2011-01-24T23:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T00:51:37.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bxpiK1RqRHY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and your pretty eyes&lt;br /&gt;you keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days been different. More active haha.&lt;br /&gt;Always been wanting to blog, but now too lazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TT2nFnfmmMI/AAAAAAAABu4/XVP6BscoVgI/s1600/163823_1650081324222_1002657071_31439623_4617272_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TT2nFnfmmMI/AAAAAAAABu4/XVP6BscoVgI/s400/163823_1650081324222_1002657071_31439623_4617272_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565788429442521282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flippin all over the place during the last SE class. Videos and pics on facebook! Go see my almost completed backflip! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow, I'm gonna look forward to every day!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, theres my event.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, pool training!&lt;br /&gt;Friday, going to a gymnastics club for parkour&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One handstands, backflips, no-hand cartwheels here I come.... hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why people call it monkeying around, its so damn cool! One day, you'll be jealous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, theres always something bad. Tomorrow is math till 10pm. I have 6 papers for exam.... Don't know why everyone has only 2 or 4. Haven made my IC, apparently theres a deadline... WHYYY MEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I havent seen my dad in a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TT2qY86Rm-I/AAAAAAAABvI/ZqbPGeihpGg/s1600/1295793757497855.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TT2qY86Rm-I/AAAAAAAABvI/ZqbPGeihpGg/s400/1295793757497855.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565792060143934434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forelsket, what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7891993449877432576?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7891993449877432576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7891993449877432576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7891993449877432576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7891993449877432576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/pretty-eyes.html' title='Pretty eyes'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bxpiK1RqRHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8727252629144248077</id><published>2011-01-21T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T00:38:21.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promised I'd do all I can</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bioYs6oAD8g" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something cool to listen to, "Made" by Dub FX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Poetry Slam thing today. Actually poets are quite cool. They can bring out emotions. They can make you feel sad, happy, angry, anything they want you to feel. Makes you think too. They use alot of good phrases too like,&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't want to work, you will have to earn enough money so that you won't have to work".&lt;/blockquote&gt; or this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Don't regret anything if you gave your all"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free food after it ended too. Brownies and Pie Kia ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened today that made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like sitting there with Jon and 2 girls who were patiently waiting for their boyfriends who were playing bball. I say patiently cause even I think that it took too long for the boys to end their game, but the girls still waited. So happens that one of the girls knew a dancesport member and actually wanted to join, but her boyfriend didnt let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I told them was the reason why I joined dancesport and they were telling me how jealous they were. One of them told me "If only my boyfriend was like you." Obviously her boyfriend got jealous of me later. They told me it was really a sweet thing to do. They even told me "You confirm got alot of girls wanna dance with you" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally felt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;appreciated &lt;/span&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;See, when life hit an all time low, the only place left to go is UP =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna get another guitar soon. Got a software to compose my own song =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8727252629144248077?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8727252629144248077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8727252629144248077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8727252629144248077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8727252629144248077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-promise-id-do-all-i-can.html' title='I promised I&apos;d do all I can'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bioYs6oAD8g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6593083261932456352</id><published>2011-01-20T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T17:28:53.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found my BEATZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTgARFyoP7I/AAAAAAAABuo/PepPKTxqrv4/s1600/281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTgARFyoP7I/AAAAAAAABuo/PepPKTxqrv4/s400/281x211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564197633228554162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"So shine the light on all of your friends&lt;br /&gt;When it all amounts to nothing in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't worry my life away."&lt;br /&gt;-Jason Mraz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoo hooo.... abit high. Helped 3 people in need today. A friend in need is a friend indeed. Maybe they'll be my friends lol.&lt;br /&gt;Pool training! Start soon! Sports elective last day this sat! WOOOO! lol.&lt;br /&gt;The last time it Sports elective kayaking ended, it became like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf_Wx5IpdI/AAAAAAAABug/ber5cZ6Hp3E/s1600/38976_413685521785_533426785_5180989_7739500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf_Wx5IpdI/AAAAAAAABug/ber5cZ6Hp3E/s400/38976_413685521785_533426785_5180989_7739500_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564196631454721490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf-rwRcAhI/AAAAAAAABuI/lAfsReh3tRo/s1600/39071_413685611785_533426785_5180998_2923745_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf-rwRcAhI/AAAAAAAABuI/lAfsReh3tRo/s400/39071_413685611785_533426785_5180998_2923745_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564195892285407762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this.....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf_PGztKqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/LBcAQ5jU2sU/s1600/38377_413685726785_533426785_5181011_7850587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf_PGztKqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/LBcAQ5jU2sU/s400/38377_413685726785_533426785_5181011_7850587_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564196499630140066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this.....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf_TBUNcSI/AAAAAAAABuY/BuTv8fsotBU/s1600/38377_413685731785_533426785_5181012_1448602_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTf_TBUNcSI/AAAAAAAABuY/BuTv8fsotBU/s400/38377_413685731785_533426785_5181012_1448602_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564196566875336994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cause thats life, it will always try to pinch you in the nipple ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand your huge ego, wanna shrink it down a little?&lt;br /&gt;Like a good fiend of mine once said, "Expectation will never meet the lines of reality" =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6593083261932456352?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6593083261932456352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6593083261932456352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6593083261932456352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6593083261932456352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/found-my-beatz.html' title='Found my BEATZ'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTgARFyoP7I/AAAAAAAABuo/PepPKTxqrv4/s72-c/281x211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7887532770819595030</id><published>2011-01-19T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:52:24.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No regrets</title><content type='html'>Its another 19 today.&lt;br /&gt;Marks 9 month of me loving her. Yeah I may not be the best guy, but I know I loved her with everything I could. At least all that I know. Haha reminded of an epic moment that I actually impressed a random aunty beside us while we were eating at Carousel for her birthday. The aunty was impressed with the necklace I gave her. Ohhh yeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy anniversary, to my heart. Its not with me.&lt;br /&gt;Not the first day you know me, "Good morning, I'm Gha" =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MzCLLHscMOw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MzCLLHscMOw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;br /&gt;She finally met a man thats gonna put her 1st&lt;br /&gt;While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But not wise words gonna stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(one still in love while the other ones leaving&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;br /&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains&lt;br /&gt;Cos you left me with no love, no love to my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got tI'me while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(one still in love while the other ones leaving&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7887532770819595030?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7887532770819595030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7887532770819595030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7887532770819595030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7887532770819595030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/break-even.html' title='No regrets'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5359518462356855087</id><published>2011-01-17T09:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T15:02:50.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She never did understand, I knew who the people were.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to me, its wrong but when she does the same thing, shes right.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I cared too much for someone who cared too much about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5359518462356855087?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5359518462356855087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5359518462356855087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5359518462356855087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5359518462356855087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/she-never-did-understand-i-knew-who.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7302898291977398710</id><published>2011-01-15T20:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:18:41.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between the lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTGeX8JEGMI/AAAAAAAABuA/ZW2bBNsFHzo/s1600/6442-sfAkRGK.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its true the days keeps on getting worse. Damn I wished for brighter days.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky it rained after the race. I love the rain. I just like its presence. Seem to wash away everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know guys are supposed to shed blood. But I already did, so am I excused?&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt matter. I'm just confused. Should I tell you? Or just move on when I gave everything and I was just brushed away so easily with a short sentence. You tell me I should understand and give in more, when I'm already at my limit.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need fake concerns. Dissapointed, maybe its my fault. Of course it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish tomorrow will be a better day. I'll keep wishing. Even if it doesnt comes or I dont believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;My feet is pale with blisters. My shoe has a big hole at the bottom. No glue. Wallet missing. Broke. Knuckles skinless. Wrist sprained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It cant get any worse... right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTGeX8JEGMI/AAAAAAAABuA/ZW2bBNsFHzo/s1600/6442-sfAkRGK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTGeX8JEGMI/AAAAAAAABuA/ZW2bBNsFHzo/s400/6442-sfAkRGK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562401148897597634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha it was a fun race. Not as good as last years though. I'm kinda hungry, wanna eat, eat, eat.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be great =] Shes happy, I'm happy. We are all happy peopleeee =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Paper bags and plastic hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7302898291977398710?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7302898291977398710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7302898291977398710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7302898291977398710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7302898291977398710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/between-lines_15.html' title='Between the lines'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TTGeX8JEGMI/AAAAAAAABuA/ZW2bBNsFHzo/s72-c/6442-sfAkRGK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2065901148119387011</id><published>2011-01-14T11:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:29:04.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit, I hate this feeling</title><content type='html'>Between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can either see that roses has thorns, or that thorns have roses.&lt;br /&gt;Its all about me? It never was. But theres no point explaining.&lt;br /&gt;See, wishes never come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjar7np_wuE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjar7np_wuE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Solitary, you don't know the meaning of that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Pms-ing freak , haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2065901148119387011?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2065901148119387011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2065901148119387011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2065901148119387011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2065901148119387011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/between-lines.html' title='Dammit, I hate this feeling'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6658452124785292495</id><published>2011-01-11T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T01:58:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This world will never be what i expected</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TStInwZ5_1I/AAAAAAAABtY/4VYNdaDaE_o/s1600/1294586292632547.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TStInwZ5_1I/AAAAAAAABtY/4VYNdaDaE_o/s400/1294586292632547.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560618012764667730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was different&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would listen&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would notice&lt;br /&gt;I wish you wouldnt blame me so much&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could understand&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could see how much I lost&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell you that I'm not the only one always at wrong&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wasnt taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could see the things I did, and not what I didnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a wish, not like it will be granted. Cause I don't believe in fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be a beggar with no money, or be someone who has money, but all his friends avoid him as he never keeps to his word? There would be nothing left. Time, friends, dreams, aspiration or something to look forward to. Its just like an empty shell braving the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I used to say I go wherever the river takes me. But only the dead follows the currents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What am I fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and you would ask, " Are you even fighting?")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6658452124785292495?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6658452124785292495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6658452124785292495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6658452124785292495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6658452124785292495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-world-will-never-be-what-i.html' title='This world will never be what i expected'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TStInwZ5_1I/AAAAAAAABtY/4VYNdaDaE_o/s72-c/1294586292632547.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7696464594826294862</id><published>2011-01-06T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T01:24:28.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Average Joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TSX6m6gCZoI/AAAAAAAABtQ/FWLIAwfG3Rs/s1600/166607_487473449773_319275759773_5709551_346170_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TSX6m6gCZoI/AAAAAAAABtQ/FWLIAwfG3Rs/s400/166607_487473449773_319275759773_5709551_346170_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559124861504349826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant seem to do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to be good in anything. Average Joe? I don't wanna be one. Tried from sports to arts. They were fun but 3 years later, I still can't find something I'm good at.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just try to act smart sometimes. A little knowledgeable. Not just a goof monkeying around. But it doesn't really work. You can't hide the fact that I'm not really good at it. I'm not getting anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stagnant waters. Its been 3-4 months? If I'm not wrong. No improvement anywhere. No enlightenment. No life. 2011 is a new year. I really don't wanna waste my time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find something I'm good at and go all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, no such luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7696464594826294862?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7696464594826294862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7696464594826294862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7696464594826294862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7696464594826294862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/average-joe.html' title='Average Joe'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TSX6m6gCZoI/AAAAAAAABtQ/FWLIAwfG3Rs/s72-c/166607_487473449773_319275759773_5709551_346170_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7095562820650843300</id><published>2011-01-01T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:03:47.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TR82y9GGWNI/AAAAAAAABtI/NPLo3laK9zo/s1600/1267761096843292.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TR82y9GGWNI/AAAAAAAABtI/NPLo3laK9zo/s400/1267761096843292.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557220714219985106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey 2010.&lt;br /&gt;The good, the bad, the worst. Tried and learnt a few things. What can I say? You were awesome. Everytime I look back, all I can remember are the great times. Maybe a little embarrassing. Maybe thats the way it should be. Memories shouldnt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pain....&lt;br /&gt;I had a habit of putting my leg in front of anything I don't want to let roll down a slope. Lets say Theres a ball rolling down a slope. I'd put my leg in front of it so it stops rolling.&lt;br /&gt;Makes sense right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... Not if its a go-kart that is rolling down the slope. My kart was stalled as it went up a slope. I stupidly went out to find a mechanic. Realised it was rolling down and placed my leg in front of it. Felt like someone breaking my bone SLOWLY. It wasnt like a hammer, cause it was slow but heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Nice meeting you. Hope things will get better and that I get to pass everything I take! All the courses, the attachments and liscences. And of course, money please! I'll be good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone would record the best points of my life and show me at the end of every year. Wouldnt that be good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some love to hate and some love to lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7095562820650843300?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7095562820650843300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7095562820650843300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7095562820650843300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7095562820650843300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TR82y9GGWNI/AAAAAAAABtI/NPLo3laK9zo/s72-c/1267761096843292.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-644999965814629232</id><published>2010-12-31T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:26:29.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If anyone cared</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To be understanding is more important than to be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;Nice one VP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-644999965814629232?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/644999965814629232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=644999965814629232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/644999965814629232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/644999965814629232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-anyone-cared.html' title='If anyone cared'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4747830793105861017</id><published>2010-12-24T09:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:11:53.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kappish?</title><content type='html'>I should get a medal for going through that.&lt;br /&gt;And through every lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TRPy_nUYL8I/AAAAAAAABs8/uDyp5gvpl_I/s1600/1292936989745951.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TRPy_nUYL8I/AAAAAAAABs8/uDyp5gvpl_I/s400/1292936989745951.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554049940178087874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nope, I don't believe in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; santa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4747830793105861017?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4747830793105861017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4747830793105861017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4747830793105861017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4747830793105861017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/kappish.html' title='Kappish?'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TRPy_nUYL8I/AAAAAAAABs8/uDyp5gvpl_I/s72-c/1292936989745951.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4481361893993588528</id><published>2010-12-21T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:01:07.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Sealed-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TRDPK6Fy4vI/AAAAAAAABs0/G3mZUVJzQqU/s1600/1256535947430909.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TRDPK6Fy4vI/AAAAAAAABs0/G3mZUVJzQqU/s400/1256535947430909.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553166126847025906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish someone understands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4481361893993588528?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4481361893993588528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4481361893993588528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4481361893993588528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4481361893993588528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/sealed.html' title='-Sealed-'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TRDPK6Fy4vI/AAAAAAAABs0/G3mZUVJzQqU/s72-c/1256535947430909.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3943231232985403688</id><published>2010-12-20T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:28:41.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say what you need to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQ-EGOROSKI/AAAAAAAABss/UTjdmObDjuA/s1600/1292786010143935.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQ-BBYvLquI/AAAAAAAABsk/B3FfkUlbJxU/s1600/1292793655806055.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LEzrAls8iGc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LEzrAls8iGc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Send someone to love me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need to rest in arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep me safe from harm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in pouring rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me endless summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord I fear the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel I'm getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As my soul heals the shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will grow through this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord I'm doing, all I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; man"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind's cluttered with words.&lt;br /&gt;Speech stunned by the exit of all the things needed to be said.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have my reasons, I know I did try, and am still trying my best.&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me out? No. Not needed. No explanation or excuses necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it won't be heard. Cause it won't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure, you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQ-EGOROSKI/AAAAAAAABss/UTjdmObDjuA/s1600/1292786010143935.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQ-EGOROSKI/AAAAAAAABss/UTjdmObDjuA/s400/1292786010143935.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552802108015528098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQ-BBYvLquI/AAAAAAAABsk/B3FfkUlbJxU/s1600/1292793655806055.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQ-BBYvLquI/AAAAAAAABsk/B3FfkUlbJxU/s400/1292793655806055.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552798726391311074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Go easy on my conscience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause its not my fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I've been taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To take the blame"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3943231232985403688?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3943231232985403688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3943231232985403688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3943231232985403688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3943231232985403688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/say-what-you-need-to-say.html' title='Say what you need to say.'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQ-EGOROSKI/AAAAAAAABss/UTjdmObDjuA/s72-c/1292786010143935.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3838713213220546394</id><published>2010-12-18T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:15:32.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AX overrrr!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQzNnUrVHjI/AAAAAAAABsc/Zli-R9VJcoM/s1600/1292448388911576.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQzGR93GO-I/AAAAAAAABsU/-1H3T_qDUmU/s1600/148270_484608077301_621787301_5651347_6262096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQzGR93GO-I/AAAAAAAABsU/-1H3T_qDUmU/s400/148270_484608077301_621787301_5651347_6262096_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552030452606712802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lack of sleep, kinda common nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from AX. Actually kinda disappointed that they're getting less torturous treatment than us. Though I think they're kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suay&lt;/span&gt; with the worst luck of all. Rain, pain, faint. Haha kinda rhymes. But they do have initiative to do some things themselves. Can't compare though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn shiok sleeping in hammock. Either that or cause I really lack of sleep. I hope its not the latter. Cool wind, kinda learnt sumthin about predicting the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQzNnUrVHjI/AAAAAAAABsc/Zli-R9VJcoM/s1600/1292448388911576.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQzNnUrVHjI/AAAAAAAABsc/Zli-R9VJcoM/s400/1292448388911576.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552038516090019378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get rock shoes but there's $0 in my acc. Damn, money money money. Loosing it while my other half is gaining it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Its not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3838713213220546394?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3838713213220546394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3838713213220546394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3838713213220546394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3838713213220546394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/lack-of-sleep-kinda-common-nowadays.html' title='AX overrrr!!!!!!'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TQzGR93GO-I/AAAAAAAABsU/-1H3T_qDUmU/s72-c/148270_484608077301_621787301_5651347_6262096_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7606121612365724868</id><published>2010-12-05T10:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T12:41:07.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusing world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPr6i6KMm2I/AAAAAAAABsM/uaohI2Bi1sY/s1600/Image0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPr6i6KMm2I/AAAAAAAABsM/uaohI2Bi1sY/s400/Image0057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547021368694709090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utgbiunhjrbvf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the giberish. Thats what happens when you faceplant on your keyboard after realising your stupid mistake. Thought I had expedition today, found out it was next week. By then I was half way to sembawang already. And I was soooo looking forward to it =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, other than learning that my nose covers 3x3 keys on the keyboard, I realise that the world is a confusing place to be in. Ever heard of the story of the Cow, Old Man and his Son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were on their way to the market and they met certain people who said certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Man1 : The man is old, we should respect the elders and let him sit on the cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man sat on the cow and continue their journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Man2: The boy is so young, he gets tired easily, you should let him sit on the cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They complied and continue their journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Man3: You shouldnt sit on that poor animal! thats animal abuse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, different people have different views. And its so confusing! Everyone knows the saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Ladies first"&lt;/span&gt;, then no one disagrees when they hear that&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; "Men should lead the way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I solve the problem? Easy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are we talking about again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;On a side note, everyone knows how to count their ten fingers, but I know 3 ways to count my fingers up to eleven =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MST screwed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7606121612365724868?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7606121612365724868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7606121612365724868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7606121612365724868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7606121612365724868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/utgbiunhjrbvf-pardon-giberish.html' title='Confusing world'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPr6i6KMm2I/AAAAAAAABsM/uaohI2Bi1sY/s72-c/Image0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4863862880893745482</id><published>2010-12-03T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:24:35.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiet night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPfEJiIC7RI/AAAAAAAABr8/z7HIGP8sgog/s1600/1291260483644239.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPfEJiIC7RI/AAAAAAAABr8/z7HIGP8sgog/s400/1291260483644239.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546117134188473618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconsciously we do that don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll up and play the song I heard. Actually by Michael Jackson. Realise his songs is always meaningful (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe other than about Billy Jean&lt;/span&gt;). I guess no one can do what he does.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe just his moonwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing the sea again. Seriously I feel more free in a kayak than walking. Thats why I'm trying to learn doing flips and handstands. Kinda give you more variety to ways you can move.&lt;br /&gt;On your legs,&lt;br /&gt;On your hands,&lt;br /&gt;On your butt,&lt;br /&gt;On your elbows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Parkour. An exciting sport to learn one day. Its the closest you can feel like flying without wings (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other than jumping off a building. Oh wait, it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;about jumping off buildings&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;ahh... one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe I'm just searching to be free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4863862880893745482?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4863862880893745482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4863862880893745482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4863862880893745482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4863862880893745482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-quiet-night.html' title='Another Quiet night'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPfEJiIC7RI/AAAAAAAABr8/z7HIGP8sgog/s72-c/1291260483644239.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5577666982310229422</id><published>2010-12-01T21:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:33:30.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporeans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZVaiOP4JI/AAAAAAAABqc/0p5fNxBeiSE/s1600/1291056200194407.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZVaiOP4JI/AAAAAAAABqc/0p5fNxBeiSE/s400/1291056200194407.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545713905504870546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy people in singapore, never learn to move in the bus. Always cramming the front. Bus was jam packed like sardines.... only at the front. At the back I still have enough space to fart and no one would know who. People ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda funny that I'm only updating before MST's. Yes yes people, I can see that I got fans screaming for me in my Cbox ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A carefree life. I guess everybody wants that, but only a handful have it. You can count on it that they are from hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exams, front flip training, here I come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disappointments, they seem to come after you think everything's fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5577666982310229422?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5577666982310229422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5577666982310229422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5577666982310229422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5577666982310229422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-people-in-singapore-never-learn.html' title='Singaporeans'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZVaiOP4JI/AAAAAAAABqc/0p5fNxBeiSE/s72-c/1291056200194407.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2333491656674398292</id><published>2010-09-05T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:12:36.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TIMllBiW3yI/AAAAAAAABqE/kYyqyfjvRXU/s1600/1274080438210361.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is like flying a kite. There are times when you need to learn  how to release the string and pull back with the right pressure. When  the kite-flyer pulls too hard, the string will become too taut and snap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why would the kite-flyer pull hard at the string?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kite-flyer wants to possess the kite. The kite-flyer refuses to let  go. The kite-flyer wanted the kite to be in his/her arms only.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But the kite belonged to the sky. The kite needs its own space, its  own freedom. Yet, it feels safely close to the best friend – the kite  flyer, safely tagged by the string to earth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Only the kite flyer that understands the kite most can make the kite soar and display all the beautiful colors on it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;-from anonymous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True aint it?&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to fly a kite for so long. Got the string but not the kite. I wanna get the big big ones haha.&lt;br /&gt;That way when I fly it, everyone will see. Anybody wanna join me? At WCP&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; one day&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of flying a kite, its just awesome. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like throwing a boomerang &lt;/span&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time seems to be zooming past me like in an F1 race haha. Instead of hitching a ride, I feel like playing poker cards by the side. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or maybe chinese chess hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta study. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who hasn't said that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TIMllBiW3yI/AAAAAAAABqE/kYyqyfjvRXU/s1600/1274080438210361.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TIMllBiW3yI/AAAAAAAABqE/kYyqyfjvRXU/s400/1274080438210361.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513291686829547298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back, enjoy~ =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/awu_VEEBJHY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/awu_VEEBJHY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2333491656674398292?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2333491656674398292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2333491656674398292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2333491656674398292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2333491656674398292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-is-like-flying-kite.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TIMllBiW3yI/AAAAAAAABqE/kYyqyfjvRXU/s72-c/1274080438210361.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8312979252041271205</id><published>2010-09-01T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T23:06:40.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TH5iAV9HWRI/AAAAAAAABp8/BFu7xboAlAU/s1600/1283284486738941.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TH5iAV9HWRI/AAAAAAAABp8/BFu7xboAlAU/s400/1283284486738941.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511950751981066514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute aint it?&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you were a kid. The world was your playground. Jump around without worries. (maybe worry that ur diapers get heavy haha)&lt;br /&gt;I remember I love to climb to the highest places I can find. Above the biggest rocks, or up the highest slide.&lt;br /&gt;As you get older, you get bigger, and feel as if the world is getting smaller. You start getting stuck in cubes.&lt;br /&gt;(cubicle, classroom, office, car, bus, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling trapped in a small place aint a good feeling, especially for a tall guy like me.&lt;br /&gt;So I find the vast ocean more comforting =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r11YaT3NjYs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r11YaT3NjYs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out, see the world. It makes me realise that, we are actually very tiny in the world. If one day a tornado sucks me up in the sky, how many people's life would change? Not much compared to the billions of people who don't even know me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind falling off a cliff high in the mountains or drowned by a huge wave. If its what I like to do then it doesn't matter. Maybe its the adrenaline rush, but when everything is silent, it all seems serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3star course was sweet, learnt alot. Great people, brain felt like a sponge haha. Learnt some diving too. Coaching next I guess. Even if you're aiming for the stars, but landed on the moon, why not do some zero-G backflips or sumthin to celebrate the moment =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A successful man is one who wakes up in the morning, goes to bed at night, and does what he likes in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8312979252041271205?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8312979252041271205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8312979252041271205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8312979252041271205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8312979252041271205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/09/cute-aint-it-remember-when-you-were-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TH5iAV9HWRI/AAAAAAAABp8/BFu7xboAlAU/s72-c/1283284486738941.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4726612950541929027</id><published>2010-08-23T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:57:52.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/THPYpd0V-YI/AAAAAAAABp0/SQ3TTMV8Hlo/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/THPYpd0V-YI/AAAAAAAABp0/SQ3TTMV8Hlo/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508984976094656898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heya, thanks for dropping by =]&lt;br /&gt;Guess I didnt update the blog as much as I want to&lt;br /&gt;Life's been passing by me lately. I feel so busy. So screwed. So relieved. So nervous.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really. Just pursuing my escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate following the crowd. Being normal. Doing the usual.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do things the unorthodox way.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the flowers at our feet when people are looking towards the moon.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the beauty of the world and not get stuck in the rat race.&lt;br /&gt;Explains why I still balance on sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;All I need, is a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3star's been great, to learn new things. The world is small indeed haha.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like its the only thing that I never get tired of learning.&lt;br /&gt;Getting coaching soon ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since I used my headphones to listen to music. Feels great hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGGt5VoHX_o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGGt5VoHX_o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats that? I can't live my life that way? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4726612950541929027?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4726612950541929027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4726612950541929027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4726612950541929027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4726612950541929027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/08/heya-thanks-for-dropping-by-guess-i.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/THPYpd0V-YI/AAAAAAAABp0/SQ3TTMV8Hlo/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1981725522435821869</id><published>2010-07-26T11:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T11:44:16.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0DyA8cQlI/AAAAAAAABo4/YdQlQ_XZ1PQ/s1600/1276232037598632.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0Dct76SgI/AAAAAAAABow/vxuz-0elaZ4/s1600/1279036855296265.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Is it that you are working - or even playing - too hard? Because  it would seem that you are experiencing a great deal of pent-up emotion  at this time which could possibly take effect and lead to irrational  behaviour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are very self-sufficient and methodical. You  presume to know where you are going but need to find a person who will  recognise the way you are, not be too demanding and who is, as they say  in Italy, 'Simpatico'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You honestly believe that your hopes and  ideas are realistic, but there seems to be no one around to give you the  necessary reassurance and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being a very proud individual, you tend to hold yourself aloof  pretending that you are stoical - indifferent to pain and pleasure.  This is not so, for in truth you are an extremely emotional individual,  one that may make a hasty decision and perhaps regret it at leisure. It  is time now to break the bond of detachment and be the 'you' that you  would like to be - give vent to your emotions and enjoy yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As  of late, you have been experiencing untold stress and this is a result  of continuous frustration. You haven't been taking care of all your  physical needs and it's beginning to show. It would seem that you have a  need to find someone to whom you can really relate - someone perhaps  whose standards are as high as your own. You want to be different - to  be individualistic - to stand out from the common herd. Your inherent  control of your sensual instincts is restricting your ability to give  yourself to open up freely but this being on your own, being lonely,  often makes you feel the need to give up some of your strict standards  to surrender to the general flow - to be like everyone else; a part of  the herd. Deep down you regard such instincts as weaknesses to be  overcome. You would like to be loved or admired for yourself alone. You  demand recognition and tender loving care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is that inherent  fear that you may be prevented from attaining the better things in life -  those things that you consider essential to your well-being. So you are  prepared to try everything to prove to yourself that whatever you do or  try will go wrong. This destructive attitude could come under the  heading of 'a self fulfilling prophesy'. This belittling yourself is  your method of disguising how hopeless and what a waste of time you feel  that everything is. So now turn it about. As you 'think', so you are...  So 'imagine' yourself successful. 'Pretend', 'act it out' and you may  be pleasantly surprised at the outcome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I'm just doing these quizes to know what I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0Dct76SgI/AAAAAAAABow/vxuz-0elaZ4/s1600/1279036855296265.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0Dct76SgI/AAAAAAAABow/vxuz-0elaZ4/s400/1279036855296265.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498054511991343618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0DyA8cQlI/AAAAAAAABo4/YdQlQ_XZ1PQ/s1600/1276232037598632.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0DyA8cQlI/AAAAAAAABo4/YdQlQ_XZ1PQ/s400/1276232037598632.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498054877871096402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0DyA8cQlI/AAAAAAAABo4/YdQlQ_XZ1PQ/s1600/1276232037598632.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1981725522435821869?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1981725522435821869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1981725522435821869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1981725522435821869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1981725522435821869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-it-that-you-are-working-or-even.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TE0Dct76SgI/AAAAAAAABow/vxuz-0elaZ4/s72-c/1279036855296265.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3606059781681149416</id><published>2010-07-12T11:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:32:04.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fidelity'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D85_oMQhJgc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D85_oMQhJgc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;     &lt;p&gt;You are striving for a life full of activity and experience and,  perhaps even more, an environment where you would be able to forge a  close bond with a person who can offer full emotional fulfilment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In  the past there have been - and maybe there still are - many things that  you have had to do without. You have now decided to set your sights on a  position or situation that could give you greater prestige and which  will afford you considerable self esteem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You give the impression  that you are a self-sufficient individual, pretending that you are  stoical - indifferent to pain or pleasure. But this is not so, for in  truth you are an extremely emotional person, one that may make hasty  decisions and perhaps repent at leisure. It is time now perhaps to break  the bond of detachment and become the real 'you' - the you that you  would like to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is said that we are all influenced by our  environment and indeed you are no exception. It would seem at this time  that even though you may be surrounded by people, you are experiencing  an inner loneliness. Fortunately you are sufficiently strong minded to  realise that life has a great deal to offer you and that you may miss  your share of experiences if you fail to make the best use of every  opportunity. You therefore pursue your objectives with a fierce  intensity and are prepared to commit yourself deeply and readily. You  believe that whatever you would like to do or think 'you can do' - you  do! It is because of this attitude that you may be considered by others  as arrogant and even conceited, but its fair to say that whatever it is  that you really want out of life you will put your heart  and soul into  it and will not take 'NO' for an answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fear that you may not  be able to fulfil or realise all of your ambitions makes you work and  play hard. The thought of being prevented from achieving the things you  want leads you to play your part with frantic fervour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's always good to be a nice person, brings  you further in life. (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anybody has the game "Plant VS Zombie"? I know you do,  get online and send it to me!&lt;br /&gt;I find it.... intriguing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen interesting/meaningful facebook status-es recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Never take anything in relationship for granted,  don't assume what they've done for you is easy. They only did it  because they love you. Learn to appreciate what your partner has done  for you. If not, one will get tired easily. By then, you can't blame  them when they feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;most guys in the world are simpletons. and to  those guys who agree, be glad that we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;i still do get jealous most of the time. i just  find an alternative way to get rid of that feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Ok wait, these are all from guys.... hmm... lets find from girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;if  you could hear what i was actually saying or expressing, you'll be  surprised at my vocabulary and expressions&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;Says  to Edward "You have to admit, I AM hotter than you *raise eyebrows* "&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, Gha has not played a sport for 2-3weeks? Wait, is swimming laps a sport? MAN I'm sooo deprived... Balls... I feel like a nerd lol. Going for PTN lunch later, I didnt know that 10bucks is per person. Isn't it like 3bucks per person? lol either way, I'm gonna have free pizza! woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many dramas been unfolding around lately. I &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; dislike dramas. Its usually about 2 people who both think what they are doing is right. And mostly, (dun get me wrong here) it usually involves a girl.... true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0itF9EtYI/AAAAAAAABoA/CcYcxNx8EHU/s1600/1268459376841306.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0itF9EtYI/AAAAAAAABoA/CcYcxNx8EHU/s400/1268459376841306.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493585278549669250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, even Shakespeare said so! And he's the MOST dramatic! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously people should really listen to both sides of the story, and learn to give in a little. Girls, what guys do is normally because they are THINKING ABOUT YOU. No matter what it is, and no matter how bad it seems. We just think differently. Maybe too different... but thats what makes us guys right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0kJU9R8XI/AAAAAAAABoI/75LweZVyUdw/s1600/1269055498178609.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0kJU9R8XI/AAAAAAAABoI/75LweZVyUdw/s400/1269055498178609.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493586863125033330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My stomach is growling...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Kinabalu again =/ Should have brought my own camera and got more pictures....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0mVDBYRXI/AAAAAAAABoQ/q3qSnMxd8zw/s1600/PA130175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0mVDBYRXI/AAAAAAAABoQ/q3qSnMxd8zw/s400/PA130175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493589263492072818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn awesome I tell you... My first LTC and the best in my life so far(Y) Even  though it was freezing, hands numb, too little sleep, Acute Mountain  Sickness (AMS) and whatever, its still the best. Its not how much that  went wrong or was bad, but how much I learnt and experienced, and the  people of course =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0vAKNxm_I/AAAAAAAABoY/dF--akriEJ0/s1600/9928_150744634074_512614074_2611534_5399000_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0vAKNxm_I/AAAAAAAABoY/dF--akriEJ0/s400/9928_150744634074_512614074_2611534_5399000_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493598800250510322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0vGLAqpDI/AAAAAAAABog/Y7xDSEli_Rc/s1600/9416_158541876028_637551028_2868482_25651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two goons.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0vGLAqpDI/AAAAAAAABog/Y7xDSEli_Rc/s1600/9416_158541876028_637551028_2868482_25651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0vGLAqpDI/AAAAAAAABog/Y7xDSEli_Rc/s400/9416_158541876028_637551028_2868482_25651_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493598903543178290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0vUJdX3uI/AAAAAAAABoo/fxq8dnGIds8/s1600/7120_192831027032_764702032_3779056_4886673_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0vUJdX3uI/AAAAAAAABoo/fxq8dnGIds8/s400/7120_192831027032_764702032_3779056_4886673_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493599143644880610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ebelybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nB7L1BIDELc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nB7L1BIDELc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, another topic. Disasters.&lt;br /&gt;oops class ended, another day then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna feel reckless,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: right;"&gt;wanna live it up just because&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: right;"&gt;I wanna feel weightless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause that would be enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3606059781681149416?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3606059781681149416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3606059781681149416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3606059781681149416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3606059781681149416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-are-striving-for-life-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TD0itF9EtYI/AAAAAAAABoA/CcYcxNx8EHU/s72-c/1268459376841306.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-786260586472566673</id><published>2010-06-15T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:05:10.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;The Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always there, always have been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-786260586472566673?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/786260586472566673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=786260586472566673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/786260586472566673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/786260586472566673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/fear-always-there-always-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4195084095401105456</id><published>2010-06-13T08:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T09:59:49.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ef0hRmYbNeE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ef0hRmYbNeE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Is  it that you are working - or even playing - too hard? Because it would seem that  you are experiencing a great deal of pent-up emotion at this time which could  possibly take effect and lead to irrational behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a knife behind his back,&lt;br /&gt;he walked on in the rain. Alone again.&lt;br /&gt;-Triple Threat-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBQ3cL_dlMI/AAAAAAAABnw/2U8brZ2_y0o/s1600/1264092315439339.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBQ3cL_dlMI/AAAAAAAABnw/2U8brZ2_y0o/s400/1264092315439339.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482067603811570882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go scuba diving and escape the world,&lt;br /&gt;I need to play a serious game of basketball so that I can think of nothing else,&lt;br /&gt;I need to go gym and carry weights till I'm senseless,&lt;br /&gt;I need music to create my own world,&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I'm getting headphones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBQ7SbTWWlI/AAAAAAAABn4/0SYJAkcS8Zc/s1600/26833_375670962277_808447277_3452064_7634387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBQ7SbTWWlI/AAAAAAAABn4/0SYJAkcS8Zc/s400/26833_375670962277_808447277_3452064_7634387_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482071834169334354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4195084095401105456?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4195084095401105456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4195084095401105456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4195084095401105456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4195084095401105456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-it-that-you-are-working-or-even.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBQ3cL_dlMI/AAAAAAAABnw/2U8brZ2_y0o/s72-c/1264092315439339.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-489522039374916083</id><published>2010-06-07T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T00:48:25.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBJg2UWmGdI/AAAAAAAABno/BMoIAr51f40/s1600/1271040846720329.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBJg2UWmGdI/AAAAAAAABno/BMoIAr51f40/s400/1271040846720329.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481550182755998162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been on the move seeking affectionate, satisfying and harmonious relationships. Your ultimate goal has been the realisation of an intimate union in which there could be love, self-sacrifice and mutual trust. It has often been said that 'True love is just around the corner' and - if you haven't found it as yet - you possibly soon will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very talented, imaginative and sensitive but you are holding back as you do not really like going it 'on your own'. In preference you would like to team up with someone, someone with similar attributes as your own, to explore - to seek out and go perhaps 'where no other man has trod before'. It is the unusual that attracts you and which will give you a sense of excitement and adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way things are at this time it is necessary to 'go slow'. All the pleasures that you have anticipated should be left in abeyance until some future date, but all is not lost, you are able to derive and achieve considerable gratification from someone quite close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your willpower and stamina are in danger of being overwhelmed by excessive stress. Your resilience and tenacity have become weakened. You are feeling overtaxed, worn out and getting nowhere: but you continue to stand your ground. You feel that this unfavourable situation is an encumbrance which you could well do without and you find yourself unable to make the necessary decisions at this particular moment in time to change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tensions and stresses that you have experienced of late have been the result of trying to cope with conditions which are really beyond your capabilities. You feel completely inadequate to cope with the situation and you would like nothing better to escape from it all and to be able to relax in a problem and pressure free environment where you can do your thing. However it is also something that you cannot bear to lose, and as such, are trying to give whatever you have left to change. It should be known that the changes you're experiencing are extreme and your effort is recognised by many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Colorgenics survey-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of MST, SPROG&lt;br /&gt;The epic subject I forward module-ed for. It seems.... pass-able...&lt;br /&gt;Went to the wrong class at first, went to T1851 instead of T1551. While everyone was getting seated, realised that my name wasnt in the attendance. Didn't realise that they weren't my classmates, hehh.... No wonder the students there seem to be talking about another subject....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last paper!! WOOO! BUT, im officially broke...&lt;br /&gt;What a sucky way to start my holidays. Oh well, I still can have basketball, gym, swim whatever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Melvin Lee Yong Hui after so long. Been a while since we catch up. Went gym-ing, then swimming. Tiring work out day. But the amount we ate seem to cover it back up lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Still cant do anything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-489522039374916083?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/489522039374916083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=489522039374916083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/489522039374916083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/489522039374916083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-have-always-been-on-move-seeking.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TBJg2UWmGdI/AAAAAAAABno/BMoIAr51f40/s72-c/1271040846720329.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4860700246729629656</id><published>2010-05-31T15:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:16:51.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The word of the day is, PWNED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently: In a lecture where the teacher don't know how to teach and gives the wrong answers.&lt;br /&gt;The students are the one correcting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TANug57C_ZI/AAAAAAAABng/1H_8w592Y78/s1600/1269639514128316.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TANug57C_ZI/AAAAAAAABng/1H_8w592Y78/s400/1269639514128316.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477343083396005266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How to study liddat! I need to stop procrastinating! MST next week sia! And I don't know a shit about Micro Controller (MCT) Die. Any kind soul willing to teach me? Hehh, fat hope. Glucose hope. Cholesterol hope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, 29 may, hohoho =D&lt;br /&gt;New best day haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my lecturer answering his phone... and out he goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more formal wear. Shirt, pants, shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I need to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;I need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its not that I don't like dancing, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just don't think I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4860700246729629656?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4860700246729629656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4860700246729629656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4860700246729629656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4860700246729629656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/word-of-day-is-pwned-currently-in.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TANug57C_ZI/AAAAAAAABng/1H_8w592Y78/s72-c/1269639514128316.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6384905154737257342</id><published>2010-05-27T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T00:05:09.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_6USt0z4NI/AAAAAAAABnQ/HziVgGxIReg/s1600/1268251425964511.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_6USt0z4NI/AAAAAAAABnQ/HziVgGxIReg/s400/1268251425964511.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475977246188757202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my diet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out my attendance for MCT tutorial is 1/6.&lt;br /&gt;And for my D&amp;amp;I class which I didnt go at all, I'm suppose to invent something by now and present it to the class.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, at least Jaichandar was nice enough to accept me into his class =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im itching all over in my fucking balcony.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; used&lt;/span&gt; to be used to it ._.&lt;br /&gt;now it itches like banana.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I keep wondering to myself, what can I do right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6384905154737257342?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6384905154737257342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6384905154737257342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6384905154737257342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6384905154737257342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/there-goes-my-diet.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_6USt0z4NI/AAAAAAAABnQ/HziVgGxIReg/s72-c/1268251425964511.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4022950259029197287</id><published>2010-05-25T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:18:32.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfU7R4myYmM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfU7R4myYmM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stuffed in one corner. Thrown aside. As I watch everything fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;Like killing a bird in my hands because i didn't do&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; to care for it, and it would just fly away. Then desperate as I am to keep it from flying, I crushed it in my hands. Cruel. Painful.&lt;br /&gt;Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing everything halfway. Unfinished business. Maybe not to the best that I can. There's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; who is saying, "Gha, you're doing a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; job! Keep it up!" No ones happy with me for the moment. No one. And I can only blame myself. Lecturers, teachers, friends, parents, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_qvmzAkc3I/AAAAAAAABnA/qbaBRmkNrGg/s1600/1268885841293207.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_qvmzAkc3I/AAAAAAAABnA/qbaBRmkNrGg/s400/1268885841293207.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474881378084746098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emotionally&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; unstable&lt;/span&gt;, haha sounds like dementia.&lt;br /&gt;I know people get better through pressure. I know tough times don't last, tough men do. I know winners are those who stay when the going gets tough.&lt;br /&gt;But can I not be that guy? I'm a simple guy, with simple desires.&lt;br /&gt;Can I just ditch my job. I wanna make time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_qyHIDPibI/AAAAAAAABnI/SOxmfeqlz44/s1600/1269588162500876.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_qyHIDPibI/AAAAAAAABnI/SOxmfeqlz44/s400/1269588162500876.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474884132512172466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, my life's &lt;s&gt;abit&lt;/s&gt; kinda far from track. Yeah, I know the storm won't last forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just worried what the rain would wash away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love her more than she will ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Not cause she doesn't wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;But cause I don't know how to show it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in music&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4022950259029197287?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4022950259029197287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4022950259029197287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4022950259029197287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4022950259029197287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-feel-stuffed-in-one-corner.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_qvmzAkc3I/AAAAAAAABnA/qbaBRmkNrGg/s72-c/1268885841293207.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7678974155134948783</id><published>2010-05-24T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T13:50:20.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_oThav4WII/AAAAAAAABm4/tek5DYxSHvo/s1600/1255577233872332.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_oThav4WII/AAAAAAAABm4/tek5DYxSHvo/s400/1255577233872332.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474709761859016834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7678974155134948783?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7678974155134948783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7678974155134948783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7678974155134948783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7678974155134948783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_oThav4WII/AAAAAAAABm4/tek5DYxSHvo/s72-c/1255577233872332.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3921434294407243316</id><published>2010-05-17T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:23:34.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EK0dtPmzI/AAAAAAAABmw/OHfd-DLXqz8/s1600/DSCF0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EJgq_HHsI/AAAAAAAABmo/yuk2xixvseI/s1600/DSCF0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EImjQkhkI/AAAAAAAABmg/ngJJHR80znI/s1600/DSCF0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EImjQkhkI/AAAAAAAABmg/ngJJHR80znI/s400/DSCF0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472164480624657986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than my legs opening to wide and my posture.....&lt;br /&gt;I think this pic is the best =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you it was gonna be awesome didn't I? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huhh&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huhh&lt;/span&gt;? haha...&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa~~ cliche~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I didn't get sunburn though I'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt; darker....&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer, volleyball, frisbee and all the stuff~ Didnt play with sand like i always do though. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EK0dtPmzI/AAAAAAAABmw/OHfd-DLXqz8/s1600/DSCF0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EK0dtPmzI/AAAAAAAABmw/OHfd-DLXqz8/s400/DSCF0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472166918675733298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, damn fun. Sun, sand, sea.... epic eye closed moment. 1A01, not bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EJgq_HHsI/AAAAAAAABmo/yuk2xixvseI/s1600/DSCF0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EJgq_HHsI/AAAAAAAABmo/yuk2xixvseI/s400/DSCF0527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472165479131324098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see the difference in my hair? (no, its not falling) lol&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda long story but generally I asked the stylist to cut both side very short. But I only pointed on one side.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was common sense to cut both side so I assume she knew.....&lt;br /&gt;She cut only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; side shorter. And me,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; day dreaming&lt;/span&gt; away didn't notice until I left and board the bus.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One side feels cooler than the other =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3921434294407243316?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3921434294407243316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3921434294407243316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3921434294407243316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3921434294407243316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-than-my-legs-opening-to-wide-and.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S_EImjQkhkI/AAAAAAAABmg/ngJJHR80znI/s72-c/DSCF0307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3380177867935137890</id><published>2010-05-16T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:28:24.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-7JWyvaq0I/AAAAAAAABmY/UGKrynQPg8k/s1600/imageslearn-20to-20fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-7JWyvaq0I/AAAAAAAABmY/UGKrynQPg8k/s400/imageslearn-20to-20fly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471531990716689218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAME AN INSTRUCTOR TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun haha. I feel so... high class =P humble humble....&lt;br /&gt;Kinda fun though, few guys have 2 stars already. wooo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be an epic-ly awesome day =D haha woo~!!&lt;br /&gt;woo~!!&lt;br /&gt;woo~!&lt;br /&gt;woo~&lt;br /&gt;woo&lt;br /&gt;wo&lt;br /&gt;w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha THANKS TO JOANNE WEIJUAN AND JOEI!!!! (hope i rmb the right ppl =X)&lt;br /&gt;for the belated belated bday prez!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr tmr tmr! wooO! =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3380177867935137890?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3380177867935137890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3380177867935137890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3380177867935137890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3380177867935137890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/became-instructor-today-damn-fun-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-7JWyvaq0I/AAAAAAAABmY/UGKrynQPg8k/s72-c/imageslearn-20to-20fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6035299282349716617</id><published>2010-05-12T08:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T09:18:24.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-n_pFuOeDI/AAAAAAAABmQ/vVYotVyjmao/s1600/28560_390884047423_750532423_4197495_78253_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-n-nAgrnMI/AAAAAAAABmI/hS3t63RGtaY/s1600/30910_391049207423_750532423_4200627_6199028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-n-nAgrnMI/AAAAAAAABmI/hS3t63RGtaY/s400/30910_391049207423_750532423_4200627_6199028_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470183168523607234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, weird expression, i like! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-n_pFuOeDI/AAAAAAAABmQ/vVYotVyjmao/s1600/28560_390884047423_750532423_4197495_78253_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-n_pFuOeDI/AAAAAAAABmQ/vVYotVyjmao/s400/28560_390884047423_750532423_4197495_78253_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470184303793961010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Its not what you do, but who you're with that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I'm on STOMP! But in an awkward position, grinding Jonathan. The cameraman cant find a better timing to take the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta clear my mind these few days. But its not 'bout what you think. I doubt you understand. And I don't have a reason to make you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="quote"&gt;if you cant get  someone off your mind they are  probably supposed to be there&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is gonna be a great day. Its Wednesday. Gonna find this girl who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loves making my heart beat fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand the phrase, "Friends are like stars, you might not always see them, but you know they're always there." Complicated stuff, but now understandable. Thanks superwoman =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="quote"&gt;Sitting next to you doing absolutely nothing, means  absolutely everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6035299282349716617?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6035299282349716617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6035299282349716617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6035299282349716617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6035299282349716617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/haha-weird-expression-i-like-y-its-not.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-n-nAgrnMI/AAAAAAAABmI/hS3t63RGtaY/s72-c/30910_391049207423_750532423_4200627_6199028_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5266016681401046646</id><published>2010-05-07T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:29:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON HOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause my life is screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-OIsmw0uRI/AAAAAAAABmA/03hdprbg8Zc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-OIsmw0uRI/AAAAAAAABmA/03hdprbg8Zc/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468364672458864914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody get me through this nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5266016681401046646?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5266016681401046646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5266016681401046646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5266016681401046646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5266016681401046646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-hold-cause-my-life-is-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-OIsmw0uRI/AAAAAAAABmA/03hdprbg8Zc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1299916438361508645</id><published>2010-05-04T23:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:12:21.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-BGoDA-7ZI/AAAAAAAABl4/blIWT3xeUjw/s1600/Straw_Stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-BGoDA-7ZI/AAAAAAAABl4/blIWT3xeUjw/s400/Straw_Stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467447601445924242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy with so many things that I neglected the one person that  means the most to me.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that it'd be fine and it would all come naturally to  me. I guess I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I didn't show that I cared enough. I never want you to  feel that way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'll change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If tomorrow never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will she know how much I loved her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did I try in every way to show her every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That she's my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1299916438361508645?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1299916438361508645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1299916438361508645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1299916438361508645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1299916438361508645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-busy-with-so-many-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S-BGoDA-7ZI/AAAAAAAABl4/blIWT3xeUjw/s72-c/Straw_Stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5101622213492982252</id><published>2010-05-04T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:54:53.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S99uEv2W-CI/AAAAAAAABlw/bXCM9AU2AsI/s1600/1249576182637177.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S99uEv2W-CI/AAAAAAAABlw/bXCM9AU2AsI/s400/1249576182637177.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467209500494067746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S98HaBRR_hI/AAAAAAAABlo/_xoxlLnICVA/s1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY BUSY BUSY =S&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS, Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it idiot proof and someone will make a better idiot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the other two of the triple threat yesterday. Been a while since I met them. Laughed like crazy as usual ;D They never fail haha. As time goes by, I don't seem to have time for anything, but for bros, everything else can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get headphones. I'm missing the feeling of being engulfed in my own world impervious to my surroundings. I don't mind being hit by a car or two. Ohh mannnn I want it so bad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, it loses its point,&lt;br /&gt;Reasons fade away,&lt;br /&gt;Language barrier goes up,&lt;br /&gt;And im going out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5101622213492982252?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5101622213492982252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5101622213492982252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5101622213492982252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5101622213492982252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-busy-busy-busy-busy-s-met-other.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S99uEv2W-CI/AAAAAAAABlw/bXCM9AU2AsI/s72-c/1249576182637177.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7110206906394433530</id><published>2010-05-01T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T01:24:22.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9xjM-DF7qI/AAAAAAAABlg/PnYCbLiUh_Y/s1600/heart-beat-ecg-thumb6499561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9xjM-DF7qI/AAAAAAAABlg/PnYCbLiUh_Y/s400/heart-beat-ecg-thumb6499561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466353122186489506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GEMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined personal financial planning. Its like... accounting? At least thats what twin said. Guess what my mum taught me was useful after all haha. All the cash flow, Cash In and Cash Out. Didnt bring notes as usual. Everyone there so quiet. Seems pretty much like a business class haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Sport! Guess what. Thats what I'm gonna try out this year. I bet Joanne is SO excited (lol). I'm gonna shake my thang and boogy woogy LOL. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy as usual. FYI I have another job other than Prima. Its kinda time consuming, but should be rewarding haha. Wait till I got status then I'll tell the world haha.&lt;br /&gt;EDDIE IS GONNA DIE WHEN I SEE HIM. Nothing else to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is screwed! It has this "auto click" function that I "downloaded" when I dropped my phone. So if i hang up on you while you're calling me, its not my fault! It auto hangs up! And if my SMS-es seem short and rude, its cause its hard to type. I'll show you, just ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M RUNNING OUT OF TIME! So many things to do. So many people to meet. Every hour there is confirm someone calling. SMS. I'm not saying I'm famous or something... but I don't wanna be tied down to this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do, what to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;was being so close&lt;br /&gt;and having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;and watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7110206906394433530?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7110206906394433530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7110206906394433530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7110206906394433530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7110206906394433530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/05/heartbeat-gems-i-joined-personal.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9xjM-DF7qI/AAAAAAAABlg/PnYCbLiUh_Y/s72-c/heart-beat-ecg-thumb6499561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8294147145527846257</id><published>2010-04-28T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:57:51.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TODAY WAS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AWESOMEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day of my life to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? Its nothing short of awesome =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fmtkuNjw80&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fmtkuNjw80&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool to have the beat in your hands. I admire drummers cause they can read the beat of a song just like that. And when you can see it, the feeling is damn cool! just like getting perfect points for guitar hero haha. And overall, with beats like that, its just pure fun ;D Look at his expression haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling very sleepy these few days. Haha maybe thats what happens when you get shocked every single day... Still not getting used to it i guess. Still being shot every single day ._.&lt;br /&gt;I need to study! Seriously Eddie and Athraj aint studying for nuts, and this year's module is even more cheem! Siannnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to plan too. FOC, GO GREEN, STUDY, ARRRRGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;niabu ._.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go run soon. So many things i wanna do, so little time.... I admit I'm very bad with time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn tired? did you know how i tried to keep it up for a year? when others do to you, its all wrong and shitty, but when you do the same to others its fine? People didnt change, im just tired of reaching out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Talk is cheap, yeah same to you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8294147145527846257?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8294147145527846257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8294147145527846257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8294147145527846257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8294147145527846257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-awesomeee-best-day-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4719286667142893595</id><published>2010-04-26T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:10:10.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9UD4wZ06eI/AAAAAAAABlY/RyARUsALnAo/s1600/marsyandi_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9T5la_fpkI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ZzzWKToS1_k/s1600/1267230678973038.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9T5la_fpkI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ZzzWKToS1_k/s400/1267230678973038.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464266669203367490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been kinda cramped. I seriously need time to live and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Standing on the roof tops, everybody scream your heart out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I love the way I talk to the guys with shit loads of vulgarities but we don't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems normal lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - where the f***k are you&lt;br /&gt;G - in class bodoh. eh s**t i got break later, wanna go eat?&lt;br /&gt;E - i end at f***king 1 cb&lt;br /&gt;G - same lahh f***ck&lt;br /&gt;E - knn then find u at fc5 later uh&lt;br /&gt;G - i duwan fc5 lahh ccb&lt;br /&gt;E - knnccb then where you wan siol&lt;br /&gt;G - fc3 lah nb&lt;br /&gt;E - ok ok set lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. FOC planning is driving me nuts. Feels like im walking on a road with alot of holes. Some things incomplete. Some things, dunno how to do. Screwed. RAMS, Emergency contacts, Safety protocol, Proposal. Why cant everything just be impromptu and tell the freshies to "join at your own risk". Thats the point of an indemnity form lol. Worked yesterday, bought new slippers haha nice (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something different with the way i look. Look at me, then tell me what you think. Its small, but its there! Haha always wanted to try everything at least once. But now I don't know what to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Its been a while since I did an eskimo roll... Hope I don't lose the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Or else i get a FAIL roll.&lt;br /&gt;ha...&lt;br /&gt;Funny uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9UD4wZ06eI/AAAAAAAABlY/RyARUsALnAo/s1600/marsyandi_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9UD4wZ06eI/AAAAAAAABlY/RyARUsALnAo/s400/marsyandi_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464277996484749794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm frigin hungry. Can you hear my stomach growl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey you&lt;br /&gt;hear that?&lt;br /&gt;can you hear how fast you make my heart beat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4719286667142893595?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4719286667142893595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4719286667142893595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4719286667142893595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4719286667142893595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/lifes-been-kinda-cramped.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9T5la_fpkI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ZzzWKToS1_k/s72-c/1267230678973038.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8944335305642866053</id><published>2010-04-22T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:32:16.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9B5x_U33OI/AAAAAAAABlI/XMZtiqXum2A/s1600/1269580929215770.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9B5x_U33OI/AAAAAAAABlI/XMZtiqXum2A/s400/1269580929215770.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463000247719943394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN DAY! WOOO!! WE WON!! HAHA!!! FIRST PLACE!! 500BUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expected... =P kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing last minute practices though to me it really looked cmi haha. When we performed, Jon forgot his lyrics and some people forgot to do some stuff? Haha... When they announced the runner up and our group name wasn't there.... we were like... "Oh, if we not second then confirm we first lahh!" lol joke, but in the end it was true! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won 500 bucks, interviews from SPH, SP media, an autograph session at SB, a showcase, a write up on us, video clips and pics of us on GO GREEN WEBSITE!!! woo! sweet prize eh? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I'm a busy person... Hmm... maybe I should tone down abit... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I feel like shit, I also feel like shitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm doing work, somehow I don't like to mix in fun with it. As in, when its time to be serious, I believe we shouldn't just waste time and fool around. There's a time for everything and that totally wasn't the time to be talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;You make me feel....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8944335305642866053?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8944335305642866053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8944335305642866053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8944335305642866053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8944335305642866053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/green-day-wooo-we-won-haha-first-place.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S9B5x_U33OI/AAAAAAAABlI/XMZtiqXum2A/s72-c/1269580929215770.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8093307263017035194</id><published>2010-04-19T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:26:24.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with a room full of freshies. Wa go there just to download software is damn dumb. Should have pon-ed and eventually did...&lt;br /&gt;Went to find Eddie and Yan Hui, in their math class. Crash with them to find out Eddie is actually in my class... well, with all the forward module we have, its kinda complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8xfsaiGZeI/AAAAAAAABlA/vRNO7AJBTxg/s1600/1270385814864031.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8xfsaiGZeI/AAAAAAAABlA/vRNO7AJBTxg/s400/1270385814864031.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461845664734799330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha its a fact ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8xfoictMXI/AAAAAAAABk4/_TeXMT5_yIY/s1600/1270347014220890.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8xfoictMXI/AAAAAAAABk4/_TeXMT5_yIY/s400/1270347014220890.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461845598140182898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncharted lands....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It was since the day I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Welcome to my life, I hope you'll stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll know you better and you, me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I just hope you won't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You make me happy, you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You never fail to surprise me every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And guess what, I think I'm in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; with your smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just the girl I'm looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8093307263017035194?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8093307263017035194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8093307263017035194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8093307263017035194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8093307263017035194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-day-of-school-started-with-room.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8xfsaiGZeI/AAAAAAAABlA/vRNO7AJBTxg/s72-c/1270385814864031.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-430855017000645963</id><published>2010-04-18T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T12:08:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Theres school tomorrow and guess what I found in my mail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Please access the SAS for your timetable as there are some changes.&lt;br /&gt;Regards, Lim B.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hi Battul, I have shifted the 2 DEEE students out from your DCEG class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dang youuuuuu. Now I gotta wake up early juz for SPROG! History is just gonna repeat itself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey you! Hey! Hey! Hey you! Hey! Hey! Hey you! Hey you! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to google.&lt;br /&gt;Type " Who's the cutest"&lt;br /&gt;Click I'm feeling lucky&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/6971169451204946065-430855017000645963?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/430855017000645963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=430855017000645963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/430855017000645963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/430855017000645963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-school-tomorrow-and-guess-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5227873849061189910</id><published>2010-04-17T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:35:01.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KN-uo02mxoQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KN-uo02mxoQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'll sing, a melody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of a disappointment, in many ways...&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, thats what happens when your expectations are too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Level 1 sports climbing with "Eye Chin", and tried the roof =D Haha thrilling ^^ One fall and we swing like monkeys swinging through armpit hair~~ ATC's, Figure of 8, slings, cinch. Kinda cool learning things outside curriculum stuff =X Guess its been a while to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to find the Pastor's daughter after that at paya lebar (wtfudge??) As usual, she never stopped shocking me since 12 April...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8nebbRYqtI/AAAAAAAABkw/B25EdFqYsLs/s1600/12328_377351002548_744762548_3944961_6505131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8nebbRYqtI/AAAAAAAABkw/B25EdFqYsLs/s400/12328_377351002548_744762548_3944961_6505131_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461140585921948370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HEY SUPERWOMAN! See what I can do ;D I didnt need to download ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Just the girl I'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5227873849061189910?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5227873849061189910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5227873849061189910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5227873849061189910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5227873849061189910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-ill-sing-melody.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8nebbRYqtI/AAAAAAAABkw/B25EdFqYsLs/s72-c/12328_377351002548_744762548_3944961_6505131_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7416831100135110071</id><published>2010-04-15T22:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T01:53:55.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SEEE FOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of fun. Too much fun you can say, till we were lectured for having too much fun ourselves and not entertaining the freshies haha. My face is in almost all the pics =D&lt;br /&gt;Think all the freshies remember my face alr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8cwJcEx3vI/AAAAAAAABkY/hNldlEbXwMY/s1600/24046_1283749780495_1432633441_30710329_7066141_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8cwJcEx3vI/AAAAAAAABkY/hNldlEbXwMY/s400/24046_1283749780495_1432633441_30710329_7066141_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460386011923209970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our last group~ Hey, my shoe's missing haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8cwE0sBnlI/AAAAAAAABkQ/nuhyvZUsJjU/s1600/24046_1283724019851_1432633441_30710042_1802800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8cwE0sBnlI/AAAAAAAABkQ/nuhyvZUsJjU/s400/24046_1283724019851_1432633441_30710042_1802800_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460385932630924882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only class that added us on FB. They have a class GROUP and me and Andrew were placed as "officials" haha. FION'S GROUP, find her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8cv8LCSeXI/AAAAAAAABkI/w8BnXxf88y8/s1600/25305_1360023113934_1032232260_31050360_6825677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8cv8LCSeXI/AAAAAAAABkI/w8BnXxf88y8/s400/25305_1360023113934_1032232260_31050360_6825677_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460385784011061618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haaaaaaaaaaaaave you met Andrew? haha my partner for FOP ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8dO639-qKI/AAAAAAAABko/z9AOLEuvc-g/s1600/1269977150263501.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8dO639-qKI/AAAAAAAABko/z9AOLEuvc-g/s400/1269977150263501.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460419846573303970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWg2zTqqg8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWg2zTqqg8w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the fool? Am I a victim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 7 today? Waited at BB at Burger King. I think thats where i got sick.... Sms-ed alfie loads of vulgarities cause hes damn slow.... Went twins house to give her gigantic tigger and change GEMS. Woots! Personal Financial!&lt;br /&gt;Trained to amk.... Thats where i got DAMN sleepy. Took the priority seat and slept all the way there and back. I was so sleepy that I....&lt;br /&gt;Walked into a pillar....&lt;br /&gt;Sleep until damn unglam but i didnt care....&lt;br /&gt;Keep&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; almost&lt;/span&gt; walking into people....&lt;br /&gt;Headaches!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school went straight to hilltop to sleep. On my laptop to on music then.... sleep.... In the end never go gym. Still damn tired and went basketball straight. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basketball court is the place where I always feel safe somehow. It taught me respect like no other teacher could. Melvin used to get angry when he say even a cigarette on the floor. I won't mind but soap? Powder? And they don't even clean up after what they did. Like wtfudge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracked, played bball with 10 peeps. frgt their name lol. Chi Peng, Charle, Zhen Yu, Jonathan Alvar, Jonathan Ang, Kenny, Algea and few more i can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;Was sleepy at first, until the first ball went in and i find myself being elbowed in the face. Woke me up with a scar inside my mouth lol. Basketball is a good way of relieving stress haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained otw home, walked in the rain. Now that i know I got a fever.... I think that was damn stupid of me to walk in the rain... I was so cold even after i showered in HOT water that im shivering in my room with the fans off. Anyone been to my room would know its like an oven.... but i was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; shivering&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8dOHAkok6I/AAAAAAAABkg/vLKLeYPdpdc/s1600/1270515625963650.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8dOHAkok6I/AAAAAAAABkg/vLKLeYPdpdc/s400/1270515625963650.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460418955529720738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What you want, is what I don't want. I don't want to be that replacement again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7416831100135110071?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7416831100135110071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7416831100135110071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7416831100135110071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7416831100135110071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/seee-fop-had-loads-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8cwJcEx3vI/AAAAAAAABkY/hNldlEbXwMY/s72-c/24046_1283749780495_1432633441_30710329_7066141_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-7455569724309574650</id><published>2010-04-12T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:27:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Performing SP cheer infront of the whole SEEE. Cool shit.&lt;br /&gt;FOP was damn hot today. Hot sun, with fan-less hall means gigantic OVEN. Was damn high at first but not so much when second group came. They were damn boring....&lt;br /&gt;One of my lecturers came to me and was like....&lt;br /&gt;Sir : Hey, Gha, I saw what you wrote, you're a good writer&lt;br /&gt;Me : Write what? Where?&lt;br /&gt;Sir : About GYL.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Huhh?&lt;br /&gt;Sir : Your blog?&lt;br /&gt;Me : You know my blog???? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OMGWTFBBQZOMGPEANUTBUTTERCHEESEPIEOSTRICH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Successfull planning of family dinner today (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunate incident : Melody, Zi yuan, Jun Guang and most of CLS GYL people were there. HAHA! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PAISEH&lt;/span&gt;. WHY THERE OUT OF THE WHOLE SINGAPORE!?&lt;br /&gt;WHY PASTA MANIA?!&lt;br /&gt;Was telling my mum there was no more seats, though there are.... and in the end they came anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mun Noong for the card haha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP again tomorrow. I gotta stop this nasty habit of mine to volunteer for so many stuff cause I think I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Secret love, my escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Take me far far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-7455569724309574650?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/7455569724309574650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=7455569724309574650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7455569724309574650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/7455569724309574650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/performing-sp-cheer-infront-of-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-762275419982508336</id><published>2010-04-12T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:36:44.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nHQaUTSFPNA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nHQaUTSFPNA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me&lt;br /&gt;Your already the voice inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I Miss You&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-762275419982508336?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/762275419982508336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=762275419982508336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/762275419982508336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/762275419982508336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-waste-your-time-on-me-your-already.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6749635925344522994</id><published>2010-04-11T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:28:02.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8FPyjIJsBI/AAAAAAAABkA/v0Ekfb-GIu8/s1600/1243786355158719.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8FPyjIJsBI/AAAAAAAABkA/v0Ekfb-GIu8/s400/1243786355158719.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458731953191235602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6749635925344522994?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6749635925344522994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6749635925344522994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6749635925344522994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6749635925344522994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8FPyjIJsBI/AAAAAAAABkA/v0Ekfb-GIu8/s72-c/1243786355158719.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6207728498190422163</id><published>2010-04-11T01:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:18:13.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8Cxd0aUWoI/AAAAAAAABj4/fGsq2YiMm9c/s1600/1245191268751318.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8Cxd0aUWoI/AAAAAAAABj4/fGsq2YiMm9c/s400/1245191268751318.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458557874216393346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You gotta think outside the box....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's getting a little too complicated for me to handle right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;Forward modules&lt;br /&gt;GEMS&lt;br /&gt;Studies&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;Planning&lt;br /&gt;Camps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything needs to be straighten out! =/&lt;br /&gt;Haha like my teacher used to say, we are given pressure not to crush under it, but to shine above it. And theres still things I wanna do for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAA&lt;br /&gt;PPCDL&lt;br /&gt;3star kayaking&lt;br /&gt;First Aid&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 abseiling&lt;br /&gt;Sports climbing level 1&lt;br /&gt;Driving liscence??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my business? Anyways, finally got a planner from Prints =D  50% off baby, it was practically calling out to me haha. Now is no joke, I gotta buck up, suck up, and shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need 4 more points for community service and 12 more effective participating points for a Gold with Honors grade for CCA points. Cool shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my timetable a-lady~ My thurs would be from 8am-6pm. Cooler shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... gotta remember to appeal for forward module too.... Not so cool shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FUCK, just realised i got engineering maths again! I hate math.... screw calculus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody has their days~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6207728498190422163?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6207728498190422163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6207728498190422163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6207728498190422163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6207728498190422163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-gotta-think-outside-box.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S8Cxd0aUWoI/AAAAAAAABj4/fGsq2YiMm9c/s72-c/1245191268751318.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-802694891810516205</id><published>2010-04-08T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:51:22.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7y3Qf9ugdI/AAAAAAAABjw/Yfm-w_sAs48/s1600/1270578832765239.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7y3Qf9ugdI/AAAAAAAABjw/Yfm-w_sAs48/s400/1270578832765239.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457438342552388050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha and the world keeps movin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-802694891810516205?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/802694891810516205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=802694891810516205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/802694891810516205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/802694891810516205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/haha-and-world-keeps-movin.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7y3Qf9ugdI/AAAAAAAABjw/Yfm-w_sAs48/s72-c/1270578832765239.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5823545884350251211</id><published>2010-04-07T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T02:03:26.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7t3TkMKaEI/AAAAAAAABjo/CcbYf6qkAXE/s1600/err....jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7t2lgoa3yI/AAAAAAAABjg/U1UqStT76bs/s1600/Cute-rabbit-1440-900-widescreen-32511.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9z6LqQ9h3A0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9z6LqQ9h3A0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, its your song =] so cheer up aite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been living my 'other' life lately. 'Other' is concerning EEE and not SPA.&lt;br /&gt;They're a fun bunch of dudes. Lets me do stuff without caring what people think.&lt;br /&gt;Jump around, shout a cheer for no reasons, eat potato......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long talk with Man Hong today haha. I like sitting down doing nothing and just talk. It doesnt matter what it is about, i'll listen. Society has made us careful of what we do or say in case other people who see us might judge. But who are we to judge? People rarely listen to what others have to say. But if we listen, we all have stories to share.&lt;br /&gt;When I ask, I'm not trying to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nosy&lt;/span&gt;. But just to hear what you have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices. We have many choices in life. But we're so focused on out primary goal and the easiest way to achieve it that we almost never see the other choices we have. We have a choice between passing and failing. Its just the consequences that will come after that. We have the choice to break the law. We have the choice to take the risk. There is no such thing as "There is no choice, I have to do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7t2lgoa3yI/AAAAAAAABjg/U1UqStT76bs/s1600/Cute-rabbit-1440-900-widescreen-32511.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7t3TkMKaEI/AAAAAAAABjo/CcbYf6qkAXE/s1600/err....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7t3TkMKaEI/AAAAAAAABjo/CcbYf6qkAXE/s400/err....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457086551505397826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha... im so sleepy now that my vision is blurring....&lt;br /&gt;summarised 2 paragraphs cause I was drifting of topic haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling lost. Don't give up because,&lt;br /&gt;It's  alright, When you close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5823545884350251211?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5823545884350251211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5823545884350251211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5823545884350251211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5823545884350251211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-you-its-your-song-so-cheer-up-aite.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7t3TkMKaEI/AAAAAAAABjo/CcbYf6qkAXE/s72-c/err....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3225644550782467507</id><published>2010-04-06T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:58:47.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7oROBH4mYI/AAAAAAAABjY/phzfk0oEX1A/s1600/why-cant-i-trust-anyone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7oROBH4mYI/AAAAAAAABjY/phzfk0oEX1A/s400/why-cant-i-trust-anyone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456692831030122882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody needs some time away, far away from each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Replacements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Substitutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Priorities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been haunting me since sec sch. Why cant we just get paired up with someone in primary school and be told to trust each other for life. Put each other first and you'll be best friends. Would'nt that be so much easier than trusting someone only to find out they put their friends before you? Maybe I shouldn't try anymore. Too many people asked me why I bother when I can't answer them.&lt;br /&gt;I aint like Mother Theresa, I cant care without being cared for haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do some thrill seeking right now. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3225644550782467507?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3225644550782467507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3225644550782467507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3225644550782467507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3225644550782467507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/04/everybody-needs-some-time-away-far-away.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7oROBH4mYI/AAAAAAAABjY/phzfk0oEX1A/s72-c/why-cant-i-trust-anyone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3715906145339639587</id><published>2010-04-03T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:22:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7duE959FTI/AAAAAAAABjQ/CEMNmNA4fJA/s1600/1269903772880597.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7duE959FTI/AAAAAAAABjQ/CEMNmNA4fJA/s400/1269903772880597.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455950505198818610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;unmute your computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;scroll down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hear that? Its for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe its true, maybe we're empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't just give up, it takes to hands to clap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I never stop trying, but what about you?4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On another note, move on to the next song =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Good Day - The Click Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause its not fun  to be the one going out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so i tell it to  myself again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you're looking for  something you can't find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if you give it up  you'll lose your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;there's always  something in the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but what can you  say, you're gonna have a good day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Its one of the rare songs in sec sch where more than 4 ppl sing with me  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My life's been very like "FRIENDS" , "A WALK TO REMEMBER" and abit of  "POOH BEAR"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ups downs confusion reality, what everyones life has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Saw twin and yh today. Complicated movie stuff. Though wasted in the  end. Watched Ju-On with Joyce, Mel and Glen. We guys were like covering  our eyes the whole way while Joyce is staring at the screen  unaffected... haha.... pathetic excuse for men. Lucky theres Joyce there  or else we'd not know what happened when we cover our eyes.... One day  im gonna scare her to prove she CAN be afraid....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm damn paranoid of every little thing now =( daaaaannnnnggggg.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ju-on uhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Theres more than one BEST friend, though BEST shld mean only one?  GAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My girl friend is my enemy, and my enemy is my best friend while my best friend became my girl friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-SKY HIGH-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S7duE959FTI/AAAAAAAABjQ/CEMNmNA4fJA/s1600/1269903772880597.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Nou se mond la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; nou se timoun yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3715906145339639587?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IWANTSTARCRAFT2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please buy it for me =D And I shall give you a million hugs =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heyimanerdtoo ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4389417666242191422?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4389417666242191422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4389417666242191422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZGYL45QJ2o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hZGYL45QJ2o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been on my mind =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;All that i do, is not  enough for you,&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna lose it,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt so useless?&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like some small guy in someone elses world trying to make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt that you're wrong to care?&lt;br /&gt;so I'll ask again, who am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;face it, accept it, move on =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and thats it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2625996102809901146?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2625996102809901146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2625996102809901146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3 questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sharing session while ton-ing at ECP with SPA peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Things that were to be said were said.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got some answers. Finally got some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;It may not be one of the best sharing sessions, but its a start =]&lt;br /&gt;When you reach WCS, I guess anything will have to do haha.&lt;br /&gt;No offense, none taken ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;reaching out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3424400024649525708?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3424400024649525708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3424400024649525708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3424400024649525708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3424400024649525708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-questions-had-sharing-session-while.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-415071582956643560</id><published>2010-03-28T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:39:44.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gX0zXvTThbg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gX0zXvTThbg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... found sometime to chill out with my lappy~ Its rare these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is starting to scare me. All the things about september 11 being a conspiracy, that the US is planning to take over the world and stuff. And they do it by bombing their own country first..... It may all be wrong and just crap but all the what-ifs come to my mind. All the evidences make sense and what if their troubles were to come here? The prophesied 2012 may be caused of it? Ever seen all those apocalyptic movies? Lol, where on earth can i hide....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings. Where people tie the knot, or themselves to each other lol. Last time whenever my mum tell me theres a wedding, I'm always only interested on the foood! But now, I'm thinking. Isn't it amazing that  they can find their other half out of the billions and millions people in the world? Its already amazing enough that the one they love, love them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite, enough  babbling, heres a story of a fisherman =P ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fisherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The investment banker complimented the fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman replied, “Only a little while.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The investment banker then asked, “Why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more fish?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman said, “With this I have more than enough to support my family’s needs.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The investment banker then asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, stroll into the village each evening and spend time with my family, I have a full and busy life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The investment banker scoffed, “I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing; and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat: With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats. Eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor; eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to a big town and eventually to the the city where you will run your ever-expanding enterprise.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman asked, “But, how long will this all take?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the investment banker replied, “15 to 20 years.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But what then?” asked the fisherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The investment banker laughed and said that’s the best part. “When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Millions?…Then what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The investment banker said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings and spend time with your family.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-415071582956643560?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/415071582956643560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=415071582956643560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/415071582956643560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/415071582956643560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6575532348639678777</id><published>2010-03-25T22:54:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:26:56.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EEE GYL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from GYL camp!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who didnt know, I went for EEE GYL camp at M'sia along with the CLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it was a typical leadership camp, but it was more fun on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GALA&lt;/span&gt; night.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, theres paintball too, but when i realised the ability of the paint ball to go straight is very bad, it quickly became boring. Hitting the small cup targets were only by chance and the balls leave quite some bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the CLS, our GALA night was very very high where everyone laughed till their guts came out. I guess it because we were mainly guys so we knew how to have fun ^^When we went up to the CLS room, it was so quiet and formal that we were struck by the change in atmosphere. Haha. Our dress code was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;pyjamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and theirs was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; formal&lt;/span&gt;. You can imagine the akwardness haha. When their GALA king and queen were doing the catwalk, they got a round of applause. When OUR GALA king and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gay&lt;/span&gt; were walking, we did the PERERA wave haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we decided to bring the party to their night by blasting music and started jumping up and down. That was the FIRST time in my entire history of SP that i felt that high. Everyone was. I literally just went up to 2 guys i didnt know, put one arm around each shoulder, wait 3secs for the choras  and..... start shouting/singing it while jumping! Thats officially the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fastest &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weirdest &lt;/span&gt;way I made a friend haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group name was&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; "outcast"&lt;/span&gt; cause we all agreed we all have been outcasted before. We also agreed that since we were gonna be outcasted, we were gonna be a different breed of group. The most hyper. The most loudest. The most bonded. Haha and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats &lt;/span&gt;what happened. It went so well that half way through the camp, other group people began to join us during lunch, breakfast and dinner haha. Its been a while since I've been out with the guys only. Theres a different feel when theres no girls ya know. At first I was like "damn, no girls, its gonna be boring" but then the guys were talking about how its better cause girls from SB keep stabbing people in the back. No offense, EEE guys also stab people. But its more out in the open and not behind haha. Its fun anyways, get to go crazy and all, its the escape I was looking for =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yjGIUyCZI/AAAAAAAABhI/_QzPbIhjK_s/s1600/25579_418848448664_739843664_4858968_689114_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yjGIUyCZI/AAAAAAAABhI/_QzPbIhjK_s/s400/25579_418848448664_739843664_4858968_689114_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452912574548019602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This boy was in the CLS GYL camp. We realised we were going to the same camp at 1am on that day lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylXHEmDmI/AAAAAAAABhQ/sG4cOD40nPk/s1600/25219_1344523167384_1060392554_31022799_869254_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylXHEmDmI/AAAAAAAABhQ/sG4cOD40nPk/s400/25219_1344523167384_1060392554_31022799_869254_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915065292721762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;OUTCASTS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylcHDB4cI/AAAAAAAABhY/ZrFNAl5pDv4/s1600/25219_1344523447391_1060392554_31022806_20949_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylcHDB4cI/AAAAAAAABhY/ZrFNAl5pDv4/s400/25219_1344523447391_1060392554_31022806_20949_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915151185502658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bollywood can also be found in malaysia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylmapBkkI/AAAAAAAABho/lw7sKfUnvbQ/s1600/25219_1344531047581_1060392554_31022937_2293535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylmapBkkI/AAAAAAAABho/lw7sKfUnvbQ/s400/25219_1344531047581_1060392554_31022937_2293535_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915328243831362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Paintball in the RAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylh1RGozI/AAAAAAAABhg/zPnDx-NRqSA/s1600/25219_1344533847651_1060392554_31022965_7782787_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylh1RGozI/AAAAAAAABhg/zPnDx-NRqSA/s400/25219_1344533847651_1060392554_31022965_7782787_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915249491911474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;VICTORY : we won all 3 groups. Sharpshooters eh? Guess which is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yls0vealI/AAAAAAAABh4/ttQAEn2akTc/s1600/25219_1344547167984_1060392554_31023110_3137622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yls0vealI/AAAAAAAABh4/ttQAEn2akTc/s400/25219_1344547167984_1060392554_31023110_3137622_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915438329424466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylp35fd5I/AAAAAAAABhw/GuNMFS8B5Mo/s1600/25219_1344547127983_1060392554_31023109_1363365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylp35fd5I/AAAAAAAABhw/GuNMFS8B5Mo/s400/25219_1344547127983_1060392554_31023109_1363365_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915387637135250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DING! I got an idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylz3x_ecI/AAAAAAAABiA/I8Wp9E79Tu0/s1600/25219_1344547567994_1060392554_31023120_2015348_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ylz3x_ecI/AAAAAAAABiA/I8Wp9E79Tu0/s400/25219_1344547567994_1060392554_31023120_2015348_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915559404370370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;OUTCAST! Alex extreme right,  joined us. I cant seem to use the chopsticks properly and when I finally can, the food was gone =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yl8zWb1tI/AAAAAAAABiI/pq4_aupMdeI/s1600/25219_1344574368664_1060392554_31023471_360224_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yl8zWb1tI/AAAAAAAABiI/pq4_aupMdeI/s400/25219_1344574368664_1060392554_31023471_360224_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915712833869522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Some game to challenge the process...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ymFOpGM0I/AAAAAAAABiQ/ayHNHpmIZwU/s1600/25219_1344604969429_1060392554_31023805_525283_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ymFOpGM0I/AAAAAAAABiQ/ayHNHpmIZwU/s400/25219_1344604969429_1060392554_31023805_525283_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915857598853954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Trying to bring the fun to the CLS GALA night. The atmosphere was undescribable. Damn high, loads of fun. Everyone juz danced or jumped to the beat~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6zDeZy9C5I/AAAAAAAABjI/ugWcvLAsnUg/s1600/25219_1344604729423_1060392554_31023799_2158661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6zDeZy9C5I/AAAAAAAABjI/ugWcvLAsnUg/s400/25219_1344604729423_1060392554_31023799_2158661_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452948175926922130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stack 'em up~ haha plenty of these during the camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ymIg3c-PI/AAAAAAAABiY/ClX06s2Kda8/s1600/25219_1344609329538_1060392554_31023842_766379_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ymIg3c-PI/AAAAAAAABiY/ClX06s2Kda8/s400/25219_1344609329538_1060392554_31023842_766379_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452915914030512370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I look tall here haha, graduated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ymTEzhk8I/AAAAAAAABig/bMRd5695Ob4/s1600/25219_1344610289562_1060392554_31023864_6254321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6ymTEzhk8I/AAAAAAAABig/bMRd5695Ob4/s400/25219_1344610289562_1060392554_31023864_6254321_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452916095476405186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;EEE GYL FTW WTH OMG BBQ ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yocIPRBWI/AAAAAAAABio/_lEgslyye5M/s1600/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yocIPRBWI/AAAAAAAABio/_lEgslyye5M/s400/DSC00379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452918450040145250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oh, theres also another way to move room to room....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yprNSzErI/AAAAAAAABiw/XtvCCY4of3k/s1600/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yprNSzErI/AAAAAAAABiw/XtvCCY4of3k/s400/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452919808606802610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;tada~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yjA2KWG6I/AAAAAAAABhA/gZT5FF6i-ag/s1600/26198_105054842862028_105053359528843_89906_3576767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yjA2KWG6I/AAAAAAAABhA/gZT5FF6i-ag/s400/26198_105054842862028_105053359528843_89906_3576767_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452912483773062050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way back, few peeps from other groups, me and jon went to get same shirt for no big reason. We got our own fan page haha! there are only 5 of us but i don't know why more fans! haha&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ZacharyXH#%21/pages/The-Electron-Boys/105053359528843"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ELECTRON BOYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yuw72TByI/AAAAAAAABi4/Q_GFLiXxmsY/s1600/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yuw72TByI/AAAAAAAABi4/Q_GFLiXxmsY/s400/DSC00478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452925404561213218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Change - No more procrastinating. Its time for change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6575532348639678777?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6575532348639678777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6575532348639678777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6575532348639678777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6575532348639678777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/eee-gyl-back-from-gyl-camp-for-those-of.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6yjGIUyCZI/AAAAAAAABhI/_QzPbIhjK_s/s72-c/25579_418848448664_739843664_4858968_689114_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2227729282784937202</id><published>2010-03-22T01:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T02:11:07.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post of lyrics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A Post Of Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yle1YEjmGf0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yle1YEjmGf0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I'll Be Ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking back on the things I've done, I was trying to be someone. Played my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a saturday night I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2227729282784937202?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2227729282784937202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2227729282784937202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2227729282784937202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2227729282784937202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/ill-be-ok-like-saturday-night-ill-be.html' title='A post of lyrics.'/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3694747662970297242</id><published>2010-03-19T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:01:27.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Action speaks louder than words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6JqU5HpGzI/AAAAAAAABg4/Hto67Ernng8/s1600-h/1268280382588089.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6JqU5HpGzI/AAAAAAAABg4/Hto67Ernng8/s400/1268280382588089.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450035406234524466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listen to the words I never said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3694747662970297242?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3694747662970297242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3694747662970297242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3694747662970297242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3694747662970297242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/action-speaks-louder-than-words-listen.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S6JqU5HpGzI/AAAAAAAABg4/Hto67Ernng8/s72-c/1268280382588089.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4282412373512258458</id><published>2010-03-17T01:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T13:42:54.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BDAY LINGY!!!! [160310]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cheat my feelings too much alr lol&lt;br /&gt;Life may be fast, but you can take things slow and steady ;D&lt;br /&gt;And next time, ask you bf if he fetching you home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY STEPHANIE!!! [160310] =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years old! haha forever 5~&lt;br /&gt;I didnt have time to wrap the presents and I think i forgot to take the tags off lol sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5_FZ8PYW1I/AAAAAAAABgw/lZvf6qcETHQ/s1600-h/cute-kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5_FZ8PYW1I/AAAAAAAABgw/lZvf6qcETHQ/s400/cute-kitten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449291123599629138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went kayaking as usual, tide was high, oil was slimy. Tried to do rolls again, think im starting to get the feel for sweep roll. Not bad... haha. Fought for plantoon dominance lol, something we must keep doing to keep the tradition! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit, still forgot to dubb the sea store key....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all the way to the other side of the country for Stephanie's BBQ~! [Lingy cheat my feeling.Lingy cheat my feeling.Lingy cheat my feeling.Lingy cheat my feeling.Lingy cheat my feeling.]&lt;br /&gt;Helped her mum at the BBQ pit! She said i was handsome ^^ This is the second time she told me this. And this is the second time I met her! LOL. Her mum is very... lively lol. I had to make a conscious effort to remind myself she is not just a few years older than me. She is a MUM. Her Butter Prawns (which ironically has no butter in it) are still the best lol. Slacked with tootie and her mum while Steph and the kids go up lol. Tootie got drunk somehow and started dancing. My eyeballs shrank....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the rest talking bout their teenage troubles makes me feel like I want those troubles so that I can crap it out with them lol. Had ice-cream cake! Though I was more interested in the dry ice lol. It started bubbling when its placed in the water. Pool water of course haha. While everyone else were packing up upstairs, getting ready to go home, I was with tootie and Steph's mum downstairs talking ADULT stuff. Haha kidding. Was sent to mrt and I went wee wee wee all the way home~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't let this happen again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause then you'd see my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the saddest state its ever been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is no place, to try and live my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Relient K&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who I Am Hates Who I've Been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Living one step at a time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4282412373512258458?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4282412373512258458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4282412373512258458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4282412373512258458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4282412373512258458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-bday-lingy-160310-you-cheat-my.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5_FZ8PYW1I/AAAAAAAABgw/lZvf6qcETHQ/s72-c/cute-kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3321753436110482163</id><published>2010-03-11T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:02:05.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We treat different people differently for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because they always joke around so we take things they say as a joke even if they mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because they are always serious so we take things they say seriously even if its a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because they told you that you never listen so you take everything they say seriously and lost your ability to joke with them.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they told you that you have no sense of humor so to prove them wrong you laugh at everything they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if everyone say the same thing, each and everyone of us would get a different response. Some might &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;, some might &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;. Some might &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt;, while some might &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fair&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because he is quiet so you don't tell him things even if he should know it. He'd be like a frog in a well, not knowing anything that is happening around him.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that make him shut himself even more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its something they said, or something that you assume they think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you solve this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; problem&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell them people that they never listen, and everyone would take you seriously even when you tell a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Then you'd have to tell them you're just joking, and they would never take you seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think, if you confront the problem, it would only create more problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bias&lt;/span&gt;. Thats the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to being a background character.&lt;br /&gt;Im not complaining, I'm just putting down my thoughts on black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you'll be sighing saying "not again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3321753436110482163?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3321753436110482163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3321753436110482163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3321753436110482163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3321753436110482163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-treat-different-people-differently.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2046537469935581755</id><published>2010-03-08T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:10:20.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5PdDBKgwuI/AAAAAAAABgo/MLdKuFHaY_I/s1600-h/1267881584280666.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5PdDBKgwuI/AAAAAAAABgo/MLdKuFHaY_I/s400/1267881584280666.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445939418342933218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for Genting in a few hours time. See you'all peeps in 3 days ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2046537469935581755?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2046537469935581755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2046537469935581755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2046537469935581755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2046537469935581755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/leaving-for-genting-in-few-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5PdDBKgwuI/AAAAAAAABgo/MLdKuFHaY_I/s72-c/1267881584280666.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-6950088424949230656</id><published>2010-03-07T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T12:29:25.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered. Love them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you do good, people may accuse you of selfish motives. Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you are successful, you may win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty and transparency make you vulnerable. Be honest and transparent anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway.&lt;br /&gt;People who really want help may attack you if you help them. Help them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have and you may get hurt. Give the world your best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handover was a success. Haha I guessed everyone had fun =) Somehow it didnt feel like the seniors were really gonna leave to me. Nevertheless it was great. Thanks to all the guys carrying the chairs and tables. Its really a pain-in-the-ass labour work. Appreciate it. Chi heng and Benedict too for coming to school today for only half an hour to help shift all the chairs and tables on a sunday morning haha. Sounds like we have no life =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5MrJs7kMsI/AAAAAAAABgg/kbx3qXSCnnY/s1600-h/1267846709249430.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5MrJs7kMsI/AAAAAAAABgg/kbx3qXSCnnY/s400/1267846709249430.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445743820100874946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol die daily! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-6950088424949230656?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/6950088424949230656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=6950088424949230656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6950088424949230656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/6950088424949230656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/people-are-unreasonable-illogical-and.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5MrJs7kMsI/AAAAAAAABgg/kbx3qXSCnnY/s72-c/1267846709249430.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1235815939234366608</id><published>2010-03-06T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:49:02.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5E0KalFK2I/AAAAAAAABgY/rKmpJWpNEbw/s1600-h/shocked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5E0KalFK2I/AAAAAAAABgY/rKmpJWpNEbw/s400/shocked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445190778005826402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shocked. Happy. Surprised. Curious. Elated. Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Currently (still) being flooded by emotions. To the point where I don't know what to say or which emotion to show haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.... I'll start from this...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THANKS SPA FOR THE BAG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn cool! And its actually damn perfect! Haha! Theres a shoe compartment and a place for my laptop. SWEEEEEEEEEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THANKS CHUN YU DUAN FOR THE....... PLANK!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha! I mean board =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really very nice (Y) HANDMADE okay. Painstakingly glued, cut, chosen, written! Now I understand what you wanted to make haha. Nice! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awestruck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the kids was quite fun actually =) They make me  feel needed haha. I guess lingy's right. According to her, I'll always be the one babysitting kids during any gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you make me wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1235815939234366608?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1235815939234366608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1235815939234366608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1235815939234366608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1235815939234366608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/shocked.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S5E0KalFK2I/AAAAAAAABgY/rKmpJWpNEbw/s72-c/shocked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1032130337859802861</id><published>2010-03-04T19:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:38:23.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY TAN LIWEN [040310]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4-e1nd5IMI/AAAAAAAABgI/ydQhjqaE7Ac/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4-e1nd5IMI/AAAAAAAABgI/ydQhjqaE7Ac/s400/DSC00332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444745118478835906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your lucky I didnt post an unglam pic of you cause you know I got a million and one haha!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4-h5tanGoI/AAAAAAAABgQ/ER2e8wsLFMk/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4-h5tanGoI/AAAAAAAABgQ/ER2e8wsLFMk/s400/DSC00333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444748487330044546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok uhh... this is the most not unglam of the unglams haha. It aint all that bad =X Brown eyes =D Seee, you look so pale. Eat and exercise lol. Follow your hubby haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes people! Especially those who wrote the letters =) It means more to me than you know =) Finally finished replying all facebook posts. All of the replies are different and unique ok! Not generic~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran to Kent Ridge from school today! Its a total exercising day haha. Bball, gym, run, swim. Sweat it out!&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Happy birthday to me~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I'm weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1032130337859802861?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1032130337859802861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1032130337859802861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1032130337859802861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1032130337859802861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-bday-tan-liwen-your-lucky-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4-e1nd5IMI/AAAAAAAABgI/ydQhjqaE7Ac/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-5961488644819517122</id><published>2010-03-02T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:16:39.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4x1szMGPBI/AAAAAAAABgA/WOJdrEeEFO0/s1600-h/1267309787439481.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4x1szMGPBI/AAAAAAAABgA/WOJdrEeEFO0/s400/1267309787439481.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443855462099729426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have so many masks we put on everyday that we realise we don't longer know which one is real."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper! And I'm free~~! Still have to make police report of missing IC though I got everything back. Troublesome school. Looking back on past posts (as in way way back like 2 years ago) those times we're actually very carefree. Don't hafta plan for anything the next day (other than dreaded training) Guess its all in the process in "Growing Up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to the sea. Just stare at the waves, feeling the sea breeze and smelling the salty sea water. I feel strangely calm in the water. Its the next best thing to music. It lets my mind drift away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatly in need of an escape. Not just from exams. Hmm, maybe Genting would help. Sleepless nights would be the best. Hopefully I'd get "The View" =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accept it and move on. The usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-5961488644819517122?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5961488644819517122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=5961488644819517122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5961488644819517122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/5961488644819517122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-have-so-many-masks-we-put-on.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4x1szMGPBI/AAAAAAAABgA/WOJdrEeEFO0/s72-c/1267309787439481.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1517947125992961850</id><published>2010-02-27T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:31:31.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4k7GlYneiI/AAAAAAAABf4/Fk4Fo8DC2Y8/s1600-h/126688774769795.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4k7GlYneiI/AAAAAAAABf4/Fk4Fo8DC2Y8/s400/126688774769795.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442946608954571298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfie Teng left me cold, freezing, hungry, lonely, tired and bored under his block. Called him a million times on his phone but he never answered. Luckily his sister heard it and answered. She still remembers me haha, for all the wrong reasons. While that idiot went out and "forgot" to bring his phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyways. Been slacking with the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;triple threat&lt;/span&gt;. I learned a few stunts and tricks! Gotta train more to do them better! There's this pipe at Glens pool which just pours out tons of water, feels like a waterfall when you stand under it. Sat there a while talking crap. 5mins later my back was already itching and red from the "waterfall" the itch was kinda adictive haha. 10min and my back was kinda numb, but I like the feeling! Wonder if the monks are training to endure that pain ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, DE last paper and I'm free. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO many things i wanna do. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO many things I wanna get. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO many excuses to not study lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6261fabc8afa1c62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6261fabc8afa1c62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329898238%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26A639D675AE5A3EC8EF9F54E0C0CFD0EA560DC1.3D4C4B159EF2EBA4A15F4F4F125A09DEBBF713DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6261fabc8afa1c62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUcCT_43aGWkw1NOl5wtOJvQ4sWA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6261fabc8afa1c62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329898238%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26A639D675AE5A3EC8EF9F54E0C0CFD0EA560DC1.3D4C4B159EF2EBA4A15F4F4F125A09DEBBF713DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6261fabc8afa1c62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUcCT_43aGWkw1NOl5wtOJvQ4sWA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, the old days. This was made when we had to make a video for Social Studies. These are just the bloopers. Pat made this. Featuring Gha, Mel, Glen, Jasmine Ker, Yulin and Patrick! Anybody knows how I can download this video?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feelings are a chore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1517947125992961850?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1517947125992961850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1517947125992961850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1517947125992961850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1517947125992961850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/alfie-teng-left-me-cold-freezing-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S4k7GlYneiI/AAAAAAAABf4/Fk4Fo8DC2Y8/s72-c/126688774769795.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-1584888020426541811</id><published>2010-02-25T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:22:06.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FUCKINGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SSHOLESO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;NOFABITC&lt;br /&gt;HBASTARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;KNNBCCBD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ICKSHITC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;RAPTURDW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;HOREPISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I lost my wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-1584888020426541811?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1584888020426541811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=1584888020426541811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1584888020426541811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/1584888020426541811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/fuckinga-ssholeso-nofabitc-hbastard.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-2443069840044727896</id><published>2010-02-24T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:25:15.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWP77mJ_msw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWP77mJ_msw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to make my atm card today! YES! I know I'm very very very outdated, all these time you people used these cards all I had were pieces of paper and flat round metal. Now I'm joining you modern peeps yo! Yeah, I'm still HIP and COOL ^^v&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but exactly after I made it and went school, Jian Wei told me debit card was better, which I agree..... Anyone up to get a UOB debit card?  The perk is you'll be more hip =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Queensway with Pang, Arvin and Duan finding someone to make our shirt. We ended up walking to Ikea, and Anchorpoint, round and round lol like Bermuda triangle. Totally didnt feel like theres exams, though  it NEVER feels like theres an exam other than the day itself. Laughed alot today, my mum once told me "Never laugh too hard or too long. Later misery and sadness would catch up to you." I always believed it, cause after you get high and crazy, once you're out of the high-ness...  haha, like drinking coke =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks Guoshu and Gui Hao for helping me with my studies!&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.  Alfie you're totally dead on friday for leaving me waiting for you below your house and leaving you're handphone at home at9PM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-2443069840044727896?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2443069840044727896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=2443069840044727896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2443069840044727896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/2443069840044727896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-to-make-my-atm-card-today-yes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-9010372269599419253</id><published>2010-02-20T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:23:07.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3_pxiql8oI/AAAAAAAABfo/BqECfl0AcY4/s1600-h/129053937881628760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3_pxiql8oI/AAAAAAAABfo/BqECfl0AcY4/s400/129053937881628760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440323912215163522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Water balloooooooooon! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised I keep stopping halfway in almost everything I do. Music, training, basketball, programing. Haha, bet you didnt know i did some of these stuff. I need someone to keep egging me on I guess, or else when it gets to the hard part, my mind would just shut off like a bird fainting in the sky ._.&lt;br /&gt;Jack of all trades master of none? Haha better than nothing, but I think I need to be proficient in something or else I won't be satisfied! grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I feel like running ._. Its been a while since I sweat out by running. I wanna sprint. Run far and fast without stopping. No boundaries =) Then breathe hard as though I'm about to die haha!&lt;br /&gt;Or play basketball! Been damn long since I had a serious match. Head to head. Blacking out everything else in my mind. Everything moves slow. Haha I bet anyone who doesnt play basketball would be like "wtf is he talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run, jump, fly. C'mon anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, are not "everyone" else.&lt;br /&gt;you only appear as "everyone"&lt;br /&gt;when you're not important to someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hilda - waa, motivational speaker lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough broooooooooooding, time to spread the smiles ;D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3_9hRxuy1I/AAAAAAAABfw/5FQYjcXugKM/s1600-h/22275_349140340154_657975154_5230938_5236019_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3_9hRxuy1I/AAAAAAAABfw/5FQYjcXugKM/s400/22275_349140340154_657975154_5230938_5236019_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440345623036349266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice pic! (Y) haha! Thanks Jasmine for inviting us over!!! Woo~!!&lt;br /&gt;I wan mini eclare nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't mind where you come from, as long as you come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-9010372269599419253?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/9010372269599419253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=9010372269599419253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/9010372269599419253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/9010372269599419253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/water-balloooooooooon-lol-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3_pxiql8oI/AAAAAAAABfo/BqECfl0AcY4/s72-c/129053937881628760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-4675323383865926531</id><published>2010-02-18T01:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T01:51:32.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks yutai for inviting us and treating us KFC today haha. Nice house, artistic haha.&lt;br /&gt;Jus cause of an art piece in the living room lol! Watched small big.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3wqWC6qOII/AAAAAAAABfQ/y0SBOgRAkBU/s1600-h/Little-Big-Soldier-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3wqWC6qOII/AAAAAAAABfQ/y0SBOgRAkBU/s400/Little-Big-Soldier-Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439269008185112706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.... after that. Funny, but its generally slap-stick humour.  Wanted to watch Valentines day, but SOME people...... cheat my money lol. 3rd Movie in 3 days. Save la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3wsHu7qzWI/AAAAAAAABfY/IySfpBh5S8o/s1600-h/124033916587915.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3wsHu7qzWI/AAAAAAAABfY/IySfpBh5S8o/s400/124033916587915.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439270961325722978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the visions around you, bring tears to your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all that surrounds you, are secrets and lies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Have you ever felt so lonely in a crowded room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-4675323383865926531?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4675323383865926531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=4675323383865926531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4675323383865926531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/4675323383865926531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-yutai-for-inviting-us-and.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3wqWC6qOII/AAAAAAAABfQ/y0SBOgRAkBU/s72-c/Little-Big-Soldier-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8972402025541121726</id><published>2010-02-16T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:22:11.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3rMXg7zOlI/AAAAAAAABew/cnGuZsL1QmM/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3rMXg7zOlI/AAAAAAAABew/cnGuZsL1QmM/s400/DSC00238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438884204353108562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out with the sec sch gang recently lol. Been awhile, when you wanna meet up I guess you gotta plan yourself lol. Played bball till I cracked my ribs from laughing haha. Been a while since I literally roll on the floor laughing LOL! Bball with them is more a joke than a game lol. Went Gym at my hse after that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt; was suppose to come later and stay over no matter tornado, tsunami, or earthquake! But he ps us..... so juz went to swim then mel left~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KERYN WAI KAR LING. See, I remember your full name. Its been a year since you said anything so now we're putting matters in our own hands and called you LOL. Its been a century since we had a conference lol. But as usual, you're FOC, full of crap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the most waste money day. There was actually another intent for this day but it totally didnt happen lol. I was late, but I came even LATER thanks to mel. Watched the lightning thief thingy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3rSlgxtXEI/AAAAAAAABe4/ykVBHdN4JZ8/s1600-h/Percy-Jackson-Lightning-Thief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3rSlgxtXEI/AAAAAAAABe4/ykVBHdN4JZ8/s400/Percy-Jackson-Lightning-Thief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438891041898716226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not bad. But i think the ending is abit rushed? =X We had to sit front row so neck abit...... THEN, things happened and bla bla bla, suddenly I find myslef getting tickets again, for 14 blades. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3rSrfBhilI/AAAAAAAABfA/UEgTnbVVZjw/s1600-h/14-blades-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3rSrfBhilI/AAAAAAAABfA/UEgTnbVVZjw/s400/14-blades-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438891144507394642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FRONT ROW again.... haha but it was a nice movie, lucky they don't talk much while fighting or else I cant see the fights cause I gotta read the subtitles lol. 2 movies, wasted 20 bucks. In a day. Damn fast. First time I spend my WHOLE day at JP. Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARVIN, wanna watch Dear John??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm back in business =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-8972402025541121726?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8972402025541121726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=8972402025541121726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8972402025541121726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/8972402025541121726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/been-out-with-sec-sch-gang-recently-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3rMXg7zOlI/AAAAAAAABew/cnGuZsL1QmM/s72-c/DSC00238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-3283585763190229914</id><published>2010-02-15T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:03:59.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3g1DjWuR9I/AAAAAAAABeY/t6hlM53Tr4c/s1600-h/129096469704808838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3g1DjWuR9I/AAAAAAAABeY/t6hlM53Tr4c/s400/129096469704808838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438154885196302290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my cousins erm.... wedding preparation?&lt;br /&gt;Its not exactly the wedding. Went to my cousins house for food (bwahaha) and carried all the gifts to the bride-to-be house. I dropped a whole tray of sweets which was for the bride's family! Omg! Damn malu sia. My mum was like "Lucky i forgot to tell everyone you worked as a waiter before" -.- I was trying to keep my ipod with one hand and the tray in the other when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;yuduan&lt;/span&gt; msg-ed me. Gave me a shock and... there goes the whole tray...... Luckily i wasn't carrying the rings! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went finding Guoshu at harbourfront. Shes doing the survey job! haha, shes under LTA but I was under Tourism. Should have taken my advice and just bullshit the survey lol. Hey, experienced minds give good advoce ^^v Went slacking at esplanade with Pang, Jian Wei and yuduan. Took a ride on the "Meteor" at the carnival. It jus spins and spins. Felt like vomiting a few times after that though =X I like those kind of rides cause at night, I'd always feel like im on the ride even though I'm on my bed haha. Big waves works too =D Rock me to sleep lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3g1ZT-M2VI/AAAAAAAABeg/oR4-vAaUa7c/s1600-h/1257112699535867.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3g1ZT-M2VI/AAAAAAAABeg/oR4-vAaUa7c/s400/1257112699535867.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438155259024038226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unnecessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3g1iHMSiQI/AAAAAAAABeo/B_dIbIrJtyA/s1600-h/12457058372776.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3g1iHMSiQI/AAAAAAAABeo/B_dIbIrJtyA/s400/12457058372776.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438155410212292866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little things in my life. I'm afraid that I take them for granted everyday. So I'd do something a little special everyday ;D Haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ur asking for an ipod for your birthday?? Ok, I think i need 2 more jobs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I really hate arguments. I'll learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6971169451204946065-3283585763190229914?l=undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3283585763190229914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6971169451204946065&amp;postID=3283585763190229914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3283585763190229914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6971169451204946065/posts/default/3283585763190229914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undisturbedmemories.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-to-my-cousins-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>GHAAAAaaarrrrgggghhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770438993228462980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/TPZrqKEQzYI/AAAAAAAABq0/1I3Wu7nM78Q/S220/22237_236491217206_532732206_3093944_1209025_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3g1DjWuR9I/AAAAAAAABeY/t6hlM53Tr4c/s72-c/129096469704808838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971169451204946065.post-8513553581232065778</id><published>2010-02-13T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:12:28.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;To all the peeps who celebrate it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY CNY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably wouldnt have time to read this cause they'd be too busy stuffing themselves haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went kayaking today, for once I'm not any darker haha. Gonna wear rash guard more often.&lt;br /&gt;Found out people DO come here to read this crap. TAG lahhhhhh, i thought no one read sia =X&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm talking to you. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are u waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go click! &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3a3R6Wtn4I/AAAAAAAABeI/5epUWCKp3Z8/s1600-h/20332_291288332751_546292751_3228578_3373314_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3a3R6Wtn4I/AAAAAAAABeI/5epUWCKp3Z8/s400/20332_291288332751_546292751_3228578_3373314_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437735118446632834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This looks like a scene of a mafia murder lol! All wearing the same shirt too. The water there was quite shallow. Even if you stand at where the waves are formed, it would only be up to &lt;s&gt;your&lt;/s&gt; my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3a46JTIciI/AAAAAAAABeQ/NCZnP4K8kSs/s1600-h/1244583074249324.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uu7R3fmYS_o/S3a46JTIciI/AAAAAAAABeQ/NCZnP4K8kSs/s400/1244583074249324.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437736909164540450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA! FINALLY someone can explain what music is to me lol!&lt;br /&gt;Music clears the mind of conscious thought so you won't have to keep thinking about anything that you're not supposed to. 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