<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994</id><updated>2011-06-09T04:04:51.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have emotions the range of a teaspoon.. naw..</title><subtitle type='html'>...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111693245974682341</id><published>2005-05-24T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T19:00:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd chpt of this year its the time of the year &gt;.&lt; REPORT BOOKS</title><content type='html'>ok its this time of the year again.. 2nd term ends with a great wonderful start that i couldnt thought of.. ncc started.. we've got some maths project.. we've got some chinese book reading bao kao.. and last but not least.. we've got to make a pamphlet of w/e.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  great..&lt;br /&gt;  thanks for the great hols. nas&lt;br /&gt;  i so &lt;3 u..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  today had some crappy ncc.. 2.4km run with slack malcolm &gt;.&lt; the fall of ncc and its stupid monarchy system.. and the rise of democracy --__--&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  injured hand.. but i wonder how the hell zhencong managed to made me do pushups&lt;br /&gt;  so i did one arm push ups.. can u believe it?&lt;br /&gt;  but not so nice lah..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  guess my tuitions starting soon.. and shit.. i havent done my tuition homework.. tutions coming any moment soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  25th MAY..                                 &lt;br /&gt;  independance day &lt;br /&gt;  D-day&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok&lt;br /&gt;  heres a word of great PHILOSOPHY words from yours truly :D&lt;br /&gt;  jk im not even confucious&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;  man learns his + his ancestors mistakes from history..&lt;br /&gt;  but its history that makes him make the same mistakes again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok heres another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  theres are 2 greatest yi2 han4 in life&lt;br /&gt;  one is to not be able to finish your wishes in life&lt;br /&gt;  the other?&lt;br /&gt;  is to already finish your wishes in life.. (makes life meaningless)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111693245974682341?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111693245974682341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111693245974682341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111693245974682341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111693245974682341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/05/2nd-chpt-of-this-year-its-time-of-year.html' title='2nd chpt of this year its the time of the year &gt;.&lt; REPORT BOOKS'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111632494356599809</id><published>2005-05-17T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:19:13.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been erm.. one month 2 days</title><content type='html'>woah.. im blogging OMG.. its been one month 2 days.. yeah sure..                   like w/e&lt;br /&gt;WHAT BIG DEAL %&amp;^(*) &lt;br /&gt;so tell me whats the big deal about it&lt;br /&gt;for a start.. like erh.. erh.. nvm&lt;br /&gt;ok im so lame.. im talking to myself in the computer screen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got a valid reason y no blogging 4 so long?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it WAS the exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i strictly emphasise the word WAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much screwed a few subjects.. especially my ss.. it was crap.. now that exams over.. everyones thinking that theres nothing to do blah blah blah blah.. but ID RATHER DO NOTHING than study.. thats my theory.. like dohz.. the day in which ill prefer STUDYING to DOING NOTHING.. the day will never come.. pigs will fly.. all the clocks in the world would start going anti-clockwise and erh.. singapore would be blown to smitherines with a hand grenade or sth.. so all those are impossible.. just like me liking studies being IMPOSSIBLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like uh.. so broke now..&lt;br /&gt;i so totally need a holiday job..&lt;br /&gt;being broke totally sucks too..&lt;br /&gt;u want to watch house of wax this fri?.. sry broke liao&lt;br /&gt;want to go play bowling?.. sry broke liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET ME TELL U THE ONLY DAMNED PLACE I CAN GO..&lt;br /&gt;the beach &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;jk lah..&lt;br /&gt;not really that broke&lt;br /&gt;still got some savings to tide me over this 'crisis'&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY JINGXIN DONT WANT TO FIND PEOPLE TO HOST THE GAME.. GRRRRRRRRRRRR..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111632494356599809?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111632494356599809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111632494356599809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111632494356599809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111632494356599809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-been-erm-one-month-2-days.html' title='its been erm.. one month 2 days'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111356766289060188</id><published>2005-04-15T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:21:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no.. test fevers back</title><content type='html'>oh crap.. here we go again.. the same routine.. only difference is.. its taken a turn for the worse.. sigh.. test fevers back&lt;br /&gt;  tests for next week?&lt;br /&gt;  geog:mon&lt;br /&gt;  chinese: tue&lt;br /&gt;  elect hist: wed&lt;br /&gt;  bio: fri&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  arghhhhh&lt;br /&gt;  all studying subjects..&lt;br /&gt;  dont feel like picking up those books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but they determine my future.. &lt;br /&gt;  so im picking them up now to study..&lt;br /&gt;  better stop blogging before it interferes my studies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111356766289060188?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111356766289060188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111356766289060188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111356766289060188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111356766289060188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-no-test-fevers-back.html' title='oh no.. test fevers back'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111201270752268842</id><published>2005-03-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:25:07.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back2 sch s14ness?</title><content type='html'>ok back to school once more.. so first day was really sian.. so i look forward to the next weekend!.. not to mention this weeks interclass..&lt;br /&gt;  today in sch was really sian.. but good thing was that bird + azean never come.. so we got 2 slack for a bit.. got bad news though.. got a test coming up next week on wednesday on 2 chapters.. the worst part is that.. mrs teh havent even start to teach chapter 6!.. how to finish in time!.. i dunno.. got to ask her..&lt;br /&gt;  ok bloody jx.. that kb super duper sumo?.. lolz.. call me what ripping friend.. wa liewz?.. i so long never watch cartoon liao.. but i know that these cartoon was like.. last summers cartoon?.. what the hell?.. some new and fresh cartoonz plz..&lt;br /&gt;  today nothing much.. stayed at home.. slept an afternoon nap.. did my homework.. the usual.. &lt;br /&gt;  ok than today.. this post&lt;br /&gt;                               THE FAG!&lt;br /&gt;  ok this FAG.. a.k.a my bro.. is really a fag.. &lt;br /&gt;  u really do get all sorts of crap from him..&lt;br /&gt;  so&lt;br /&gt;  HE REALLY DESERVES A KICK IN THE BUTT&lt;br /&gt;  ESPECIALLY FOR MAKING MY TAGBOARD LIKE CRAP&lt;br /&gt;  BY PUTTING RIKKIMARU &lt;br /&gt;  BY PUTTING PUDGE&lt;br /&gt;  grr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111201270752268842?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111201270752268842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111201270752268842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111201270752268842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111201270752268842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/back2-sch-s14ness.html' title='back2 sch s14ness?'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111115841868224952</id><published>2005-03-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:06:58.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just turn around and wtf? holiday over.</title><content type='html'>so fast! friday night liaoz.. 2 more days and its back to the same school routine.. so must enjoy this last holiday.. and of course.. read a little bit more storybooks liao lah.. &lt;br /&gt;  ok this holiday, basically was more of a rest than a having fun holiday, i took a great rest, instead of having fun all day, so ive been sleeping till quite late in the morning, to make up for the past sleep i lost over all the 8/9 tests i had within the last 2 weeks, instead of from morning go out until late at night..&lt;br /&gt;  holiday rulz lah.. what can i say.. just that it always ends just when u getting the hang of it.. than its hard to adapt back to school life again.. &lt;br /&gt;  after this holiday.. no more slacking liao.. full time student.. must get good results for this mid-year exam.. or at least i must know i try my best liao..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok so today mum took half days leave.. went out the whole day to eat hao liaoz!&lt;br /&gt;  also bought more stuff than i usually do!..&lt;br /&gt;  so much shou huo?&lt;br /&gt;  what can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;  i know! play cs with friend 2ml!&lt;br /&gt;  otherwise.. this holiday real fruitful one liaoz&lt;br /&gt;  oh yah&lt;br /&gt;  just now also watch boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;  but not scary one&lt;br /&gt;  i thought sure not bad one&lt;br /&gt;  but its not that bad also lah&lt;br /&gt;  ..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and so i end this blog&lt;br /&gt;  with a couple of tao ze lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;  paiseh i dont have hanshen my comp cannot read chinese but hanyupinyin also can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      gui3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo3 xiang3 wen4 ni3 zhe4 ge4 shi4 ji4 shang4 you3                                  ge4 kan4 bu4 jian4 de4 kong1 jian1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zai4 ni3 yan3 qian2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si4 mian4 ba1 fang1 ba2 ni3 bao1 wei2 dan4 you4 bu4 hui4 rang3 ni3 mo1 chu3 ta1 de4 li4 chang3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bu4 ting2 gai3 bian4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zai4 zuo3 you4 liang3 bian1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zuo3 you4 ni3 shi4 xiang4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi1 hui4 zai4 mian4 qian2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi1 hui4 zai4 hou4 mian4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta1 men2 bai3 hui4 bu4 tui4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nai4 xin1 de4 deng3 tian1 man4 man4 hei1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bu4 guan3 ni3 gan3 jue2 you3 duo1 lei4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qian1 wan4 bu4 neng2 rang4 zi4 zi3 shui4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gui3 ta1 men2 shi4 gui3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gui3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gui3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quan2 tou1 shi4 gui3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni3 bu4 neng2 shui4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta1 men3 shi4 gan4 bu4 diao4 de4 gui3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it for part one lah.. i guess i give u all in parts.. but i wont type 2nd part/3rd part unless someone request for it in my tagboard kkz?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111115841868224952?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111115841868224952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111115841868224952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111115841868224952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111115841868224952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-turn-around-and-wtf-holiday.html' title='i just turn around and wtf? holiday over.'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111078430109447695</id><published>2005-03-14T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T15:11:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god is fair, he gives u some and he takes away the same amount</title><content type='html'>i used to blame god for blah blah this blah blah that.. why people naturally so smart in studies one, always can get good good result, but for me? god never gave me this kind of talent, so i kept blaming him, and i think naturally, i blamed him for others things too..&lt;br /&gt;  it wasant until recently, that i realised.. DUDE HES FAIR, he gives u some and he takes away some! recently a series of tests has shown me, there are also actually more people who care for me when i really do need any help..&lt;br /&gt;  cuz this week, there was this series of tests..&lt;br /&gt;  biology&lt;br /&gt;  chemistry&lt;br /&gt;  chinese&lt;br /&gt;  english&lt;br /&gt;  E maths&lt;br /&gt;  Social studies&lt;br /&gt;  Elective history&lt;br /&gt;  Core geography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  yeah and thats about it..&lt;br /&gt;  so i was damn ap for the past 3 weeks, due to a big chain of tests coming right up, but it was these people that helped me horZ.. these people including my family, my mum etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so this post is to say a big thank u to all of u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111078430109447695?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111078430109447695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111078430109447695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111078430109447695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111078430109447695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/god-is-fair-he-gives-u-some-and-he.html' title='god is fair, he gives u some and he takes away the same amount'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111064347572679546</id><published>2005-03-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:04:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as i promised, the blog story.</title><content type='html'>ok its part II of blogging.. havent blogged in a long time.. mainly cuz half the time due to some technical problems etc. etc., so never blog, but NEVER MIND! HERE COMES THE NEXT BLOG POST..&lt;br /&gt;  its the holidays again, my only salvage or whatever u call it from my refuge from this sec 3 shit life, sec 3 is shit, im suffering in hell from the tests, to think i used to think that sec 2 life was already that tough, and i was bitching about it, now i know that im sure as hell wrong.. &lt;br /&gt;  ok so im gonna slack for today too, just like i did yesterday, which was like less than 6/5/4 minutes ago..&lt;br /&gt;  today at night family dinner at bedok hawker centre.. i saw this really short cute girl, about 145 cm or even shorter.. i look at her, she look at me than i turn away LOL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111064347572679546?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111064347572679546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111064347572679546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111064347572679546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111064347572679546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/as-i-promised-blog-story.html' title='as i promised, the blog story.'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-111062401503900111</id><published>2005-03-12T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T18:40:15.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahaz 2months no blogging</title><content type='html'>ok this post is not gonna be so long, cuz instead of speed writing in my ss, i sped typed in this comp, havent blog for a long time, but gonna blog tonight again.. wait for my post ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ciaox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-111062401503900111?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/111062401503900111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=111062401503900111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111062401503900111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/111062401503900111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/03/ahaz-2months-no-blogging.html' title='ahaz 2months no blogging'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110500609536854723</id><published>2005-01-06T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:08:15.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typical school day</title><content type='html'>  its a [pretty typical, yet lame] school day for me, as school draggggggggs for me each day.. so first lesson.. bio again -_- grrrr i see kum again lol.. and so she carries on teaching on cells and cell membranes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so on the second lesson, we had sub history.. alicia tan.. and we heard from certain sec4's or graduated students that alicia goh is very fierce!!.. so i was going we're screwed we're screwed.. and who turns out shes a 'joker' and we were laughing pretty badly at her jokes.. and its quite intresting.. especially after having lesson up to 3 oclock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  had some prize giving ceremony and guess what?.. I GOT A GOOD IMPROVEMENT AWARD.. to all u freaking sonofa%^&amp;&amp;*&amp; peeps who think i am very lousy at studies.. THINK AGAIN.. its a 150 bucks.. imagine what i could do with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so after this chinese test.. i think i did not bad.. because pu xi helped me along the way yesterday night.. and i think even if mr fong is fierce.. i can at least scrape a pass or maybe even not a bad grade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and we had maths.. the usual.. and social studies from 2 to 3 in the afternoon lah.. alicia goh is our ss teacher.. and we see her twice today.. AGAIN.. zzz -_-.. after this some lousy camp briefing.. in which we HAVE TO DO A LOT OF THINGS WHICH I THINK ARE USELESS.. and i dont think it trains leadership skills.. maybe certain people in our class like maybe erm.. eadelin will do all the leadership and the rest of us will just do what she says.. i guess there can only be one leader in a group..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so after this.. nothing to do.. because i promised some son of a ^&amp;^&amp;* that i cant have any ________ a week.. so i stayed in school to kick soccer!.. under the evasion of ong while i tuck out my t-shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so now im blogging at precisely 6:11 pm.. cool there seems to be some cartoon now.. cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but before i go.. theres a camp tml.. all ncc cadets need to come or ai song tell me got yellow form -_- so bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110500609536854723?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110500609536854723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110500609536854723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110500609536854723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110500609536854723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/01/typical-school-day.html' title='typical school day'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110482420993752430</id><published>2005-01-04T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T15:57:32.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its not you.. its me?</title><content type='html'>  its only the second day of school, and im going like WTF? whys my bag so DAMN heavy??.. gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, its only the second day of school, and im also showing signs of fatigue.. yawning, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so today, first lesson was tngtngtngtngtngtng BIOLOGY!.. and the Bio teacher is.. MISS KUM! again &gt;.&lt; i saw miss kum last year, and im saying Hi to her this year again.. to top on top of the piece of crap sec 3 hard life, miss kum had to ask me some stupid question like nicolas, do u know what a physite or whatever thingamajink its called, which OBVIOUSLY.. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE HELL IT IS!.. and she said if nicolas, i called u a physite (or whatever thingamajink its called) u feed on bacteria etc. etc. and ritzuan was going like eEEEEeEEEEEEEE dont go near nicolas!.. i was going like.. doh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and the second lesson.. darlene birD.. omg omg omg omg.. shes okey, just that.. her lesson is more of a hypnosis class or something.. my eyes seem extremely heavy during her lesson, and she says class are u ready for a compo diagnostic test?.. i was going like WTF WTF WTF WTF HELL NO.. and some funny duddy guy said it was ok.. though i suspect that guy is phoon yew.. so im not sure whether we'll be having a compo diagnostic test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Mr Fong.. the super fast guy.. he collected all the homework on the first day of school (luckily i rushed mine before the school holidays ended) and he said theres gonna be a compo test tml and a ci yu test the day after!.. so im going.. once more like WTF WTF WTF WTF HELL NO!.. gRrRRRrRRRrr give me mr fong for a chinese teacher.. sheesh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Maths teacher.. Miss/Mrs/Madam Azean.. ive no idea who she is and i cant even remember whether shes a miss mrs or a madam.. but a relive teacher came anways as she's on maternity leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  after maths, a briefing about that camp in the hall.. i see no point in going to the camp anyway.. but i still have to go.. though i dont really want to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  after school.. the usual routine.. nothing much.. &lt;br /&gt;  im not really an excessive blogger..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  looking for someone special.. though i though i found it time and time again.. but i evantually didnt find it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  wahahhahaahz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -_-.. no reply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  zzz &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110482420993752430?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110482420993752430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110482420993752430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110482420993752430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110482420993752430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-not-you-its-me.html' title='its not you.. its me?'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110473931842464504</id><published>2005-01-03T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T15:24:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of sch..</title><content type='html'>  bout the story i wrote last blog.. touching right?.. a good neighbour is maybe as good as having another good friend.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok so its the first day of school today, forced to wake up in the early hours, and damn tired, but i still managed to drag myself out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;  first day of school, and the first day im wearing long pants.. (looks more matured ^^) and i realised.. MANY PEOPLE DID NOT DO THEIR HOMEWORK &gt;.&lt; MAKE ME RUSH MY HW 4 WAT OVER THE LAST FEW DAYS.. so anyway.. many people ask me to copy my hw &gt;.&lt;.. lent almost all of them to different people.. just hope that they return back to me tml.. ahahZ.. so many many new classmates etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  after school.. realised that it was 12:35 that we get to go off early today, didnt know what to do, so lazed around, went to T-Mart and ask raymond to go with me and buy a pencil.. cuz the freaky bookshop auntie dosent even sell pencils yet &gt;.&lt;.. and after that took 39.. so i was thinking like waHHHHH s14n.. so early go home.. and of course go home lah.. it wasant until 3 p.m. that the rest of my friends from other school finish their school &gt;.&lt;.. and they call me.. go drink coffee.. budden i sleepy.. want to sleep.. so i dont go lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  seems like theres another reason for me not to sleep.. cuz madam BIRD.. the new form teacher..(sounds weird to call the word bird.. nvm) anyways, she wants me to get a passport size photo!.. gwaAaAAAhHHHHhhh now i got to walk to the nearest photoshop, which is at least 2 km away just to take a passport photo for that new form teacher.. grRRrrRRRrrrr.. so nvm.. since today no homework.. i guess ill go before i start saying 2ml than i go lah.. and the next day ill say 2ml than i go lah.. and the day after ill say 2ml than i go lah.. so on and so for.. and it'll be never ending..&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;  BUT.. ill tell u all another story, a ghost one this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  acknoledgements&lt;br /&gt;  adapted frm true singapore ghost stories book 2&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  everyone has heard of scary army stories in pulau tekong, and heres a similiar one at that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  THE SCOUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Alex was a scout, on a solo job alone, at pulau tekong, to take his bearing test and map reading test, a test conducted by his seniors for all the junior cadets like him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but, the always muddle-headed alex forgot how to use his bearing, even though he had listened attentively to the lesson on map reading and bearing reading.. and thus, got himself lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  he walked around, and soon found himself at a clearing where the woods got darker and damper, and a spot where there were lesser trees and a road path.. but he remembered his seniors advice.. the bottom of the forest is where the trees are the least and the place is filled with human made paths, but if u reach the swamps, which are damp and wet, u will be in the middle of the forest..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  thus, he walked into the dark and damp forest, but soon found himself lost at the swamps, and the ground was almost like quicksand, he seemed to be sinking into the mud even by standing still for just a few seconds.. he needed a solution, and fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  he was deciding whether to head back or continue on, when suddenly a shadowy figure started walking a few metres ahead of him, it was the figure of a scout, and so he called for the scout, but the scout never turned around to look back at him. nevertheless, alex followed the scout, although he was just a shadowy figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  soon, alex found himself out of the swamps, close to the end point where he was supposed to reach, and soon found his seniors waiting for him near the finishing point, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the strange thing alex found was, when alex walked faster, the scout would follow him and walk faster with him too, and when he slowed his pace because he was tired, the scout would slow down too, and when he stopped for a short rest, the scout stopped with him too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  alex called out to his seniors, and he told them that the scout in front of him was still walking, they should help him too, but they told alex that all the scouts had finished the whole route and reached the end of the forest hours ago, and no one else was in the forest besides them and alex, which leaved alex puzzled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  at the end of the forest, they met the ranger in charge of the forest, still refusing to give up that there was still another scout on the hill finding his way, alex told the ranger that someone was still stuck on the mountain.. but the ranger only replied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sonny, everyone that registered here to climb the mountain has went home, and they're all accounted for, but i may have an idea as to the scout u had seen'&lt;br /&gt;'what is it?'&lt;br /&gt;'a few years ago, on this very day and month, a scout exactly the same age as u, he died because he drowned inside the swamps..'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110473931842464504?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110473931842464504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110473931842464504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110473931842464504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110473931842464504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/01/1st-day-of-sch.html' title='1st day of sch..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110455966209380649</id><published>2005-01-01T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T21:41:43.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see blog..</title><content type='html'>  aRGhHHHhHH.. ive still got tons of homework.. and its 2DAYS to school reopen!!!!.. oh well what the heck.. loL.. its the usual me.. if i dont rush homework.. than i wont be called nicolas already.. &lt;br /&gt;  ive checked my class.. 13 boys 31 girls.. funny the numbers are 13 and if u sort of 'tombaleg' it.. it becomes 31.. 5 malay pupils.. 'i think' with a couple of people that i know EXTRMELY well.. like for instance.. boys.. sheng wei.. nxt year same class as me.. he was my primary 5 &amp; 6 classmate.. rajaab and ritzuan.. last year 2e5.. next to 2e6.. desmond.. phoon yew and wei guang.. 2e7.. i think cheng lai is in my class too.. my ex schoolmate.. and present schoolmate.. so that makes up erm.. 8 of the boys already.. well.. nvm.. bet u dont give a damn about that too..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ive been FORCED to uninstall my wc3.. due to school reopening in less than 2 days.. so.. hopefully i can contact fullback36/EVILthing/Alchemy-l(n1ght for some help to log in.. so plz tag my board if any of u 3 see this ok? ive got something very important to tell u dudes.. kkz?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  for ncc.. YES.. NO MORE STUPID LOUSY SHIT TERRORIST MASK TO WEAR.. im in charge of statistics since they took out the mock attack.. so it dosent matter to me.. though im very pissed off at their reason.. WE NOT SERIOUS ENOUGH?.. wTf man.. im going like DUDE I TRIED MY BEST.. WTH.. but nvm.. i tell u sth.. THIS YEAR NOBODY WILL JOIN NCC.. why the hell do u think anyone will JOIN NCC IF THERES NO MOCKATTACK.. its what pulls people to ncc.. so all u have is marching and some lousy obstacle shit.. people will all flock to npcc.. they have marching.. they have better obstacles in real training.. they have better everything than we're doing.. so U SEC 4'S NEXT YEAR IN NCC ARE GONNA REGRET IT LIKE MAD IF U READING MY BLOG.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok yesterday.. morning badminton.. then watched 2 movies.. ocean's 12 wasant so bad.. i like the way on how matt damon tricked the black cat right from the start of the bet with lemark.. so oceans 12 is good.. its fine if u ask me.. but cant really say the same for kung fu hustle.. cuz most of the show.. steven chow was this lousy punk with an attitude who wanted to join the axe gang.. it wasant until like the last 15 mins of the show that he suddeny became some kung fu master FOR NO REASON! like WTF!! IF I CAN LEARN KUNG FU IN LESS THAN A MIN WITH SUPERB SKILLS THAT CAN BEAT A GUY WHOSE BEEN TRAINING FOR MORE THAN 3 QUARTERS OF HIS LIFE.. TRAINING FOR KUNG FU.. THATS IMPOSSIBLE SO.. the shows pretty funny.. and yes.. a bit lame too.. typical steven chow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  nothing much to blog about.. so ill tell u dudes a story.. its called&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;                             THE GOOD NEIGHBOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  it was yet another day of volunteering RC work at the district again.. me and RD's job was to gather a couple of people to help those who needed help, for example needed someone to do some domestic chores or someone to give them food.. so we decided to knock on every neighbours door in the district.. during our visits.. we met all kinds of people.. but there were a few rude and unique ones..&lt;br /&gt;  for example, we saw this guy, we asked him for help to help the needy in the distrct.. and he said 'sorry but i really dont have the time, im either at the office or the gym, u know, to keep fit? so i really cant help u, but i can donate my old pair of slippers, if u want it?'.. me and RD were so angry and pissed, we walked away in a huff, leaving the guy confused, i think..&lt;br /&gt;  there was another guy, we asked him for help, he was able bodied and had massive muscles, and he was unemployed, we asked him for help, and he replied 'U SIAO AR? i dont have this kind of time to help u all ok? i am a very busy man u know?.. now dont disturb me!'.. and he slammed the door shut&lt;br /&gt;  there was this particular new neighbour, whom we'd never seen before.. his name was ravi and he was wheel chair bound, thinking that we can help him to our means, we explained to him what we were doing, and asked whether we could come to his house tomorrow afternoon, and he said 'thats fine with me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so we told him things that were nescessary to be told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'we will use our own brushes and bring our own mops and cleaning items'&lt;br /&gt;'thats fine with me'&lt;br /&gt;'our men will clean the place until it is spick and span'&lt;br /&gt;'ok i got that'&lt;br /&gt;'so say, we come to your house at around 8 in the morning?'&lt;br /&gt;'excellent'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the following afternoon, me and the rest of the boys came to ravi's house equipped with brushes, mops, washing detergents, washing liquid, and cleaning items&lt;br /&gt;  we ringed the doorbell&lt;br /&gt;  and there came ravi in his wheel chair, equipped with mops, brushes and cleaning items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  'so which houses are we going to go clean?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110455966209380649?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110455966209380649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110455966209380649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110455966209380649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110455966209380649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2005/01/long-time-no-see-blog.html' title='long time no see blog..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110424724524748499</id><published>2004-12-28T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T23:20:45.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah.. quit telling me to give a title..</title><content type='html'>  ok been reading through my past few issues of my blog.. and realised something.. my blogs been on for 6 months soon!.. happy half anniversary blog!.. hey.. ITS NOT REALLY AN EASY FEAT KEEPING UR BLOG ON FOR 6 MONTHS U KNOW?!?!.. most blogs close down after 2 or 3 months.. &lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           IN MEMORY FOR THOSE WHO DIE IN PHUKET DUE TO THE NATURAL DISASTER&lt;br /&gt;                                       rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;                           may the lord have mercy on your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  to those who died a tragic death due to the huge tidal wave in phuket.. this blog issue is in memory of u dudes.. just to tell everyone.. more than 20k people have died.. 500k injured.. and more than a million are homeless!.. so PLEASE.. PLEASE DONATE MONEY TO AID THOSE PEOPLE.. u can donate them through over 700 ATM machines.. through over 500 GREEN comfort taxis.. (those with tvs inside) or donate through online donating.. plz donate&lt;br /&gt;  ill donate as soon as i see the cause are for those poor people.. losing your belongings and everything.. sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;  u know about the girl who clutched a chicked in her hands while running from the disaster?.. that was all she possessed after the disaser.. poor girl.. only a chicken to live on.. her family was probably a bunch of farmers.. all gone in mere seconds..&lt;br /&gt;  and the man who lost his 8 year old child.. did u see the tears in his eyes?.. how often do u see a man cry so emotionally?.. all he found was his childs hand.. and the child still remains lost now.. it must be real sad.. bringing up a precious child for 8 whole years.. only to lose him or her in a mere 8 seconds..&lt;br /&gt;  many of the tourists there went there to spend the christmast with a joyful spirit.. but all they brought back were horrific memories from the tidal wave.. sigh..&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;  SO EVERYONE---------------------------&gt; PLZ DONATE&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110424724524748499?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110424724524748499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110424724524748499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110424724524748499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110424724524748499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/bah-quit-telling-me-to-give-title.html' title='bah.. quit telling me to give a title..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110406371447432694</id><published>2004-12-26T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T20:21:54.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no christmast post</title><content type='html'>  ok my sorries to no christmast post.. just that my house was filled with so many people yesterday.. not to mention my mum FORBID me to use the comp during christmast day.. ok.. i got a clan match in 45 mins time.. said by chieftain.. so not gonna be racking my brains to think of a subject.. just brief through the brief activities in my house.. ok first lets talk about presents.. though i dont really mind what i get.. cause u know its either CHOCOLATEs or something like radios and clocks.. hahaz.. so its the thought that counts..&lt;br /&gt;  ok we had 3 mahjong tables inside my house yesterday.. one for the (male) adults.. one for the (female) adults.. but we had 5 females and 3 male adults.. so one of the female go to the male table lor.. the last table belonged to.. naturally.. us.. the kids.. made me lose quite a bit of chips.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;  gAhhhhhhhhH!!!!.. ive ran out of things to write.. lol.. i guess theres nothing much for me to talk about.. &lt;br /&gt;  oh yeah.. WHYS THE YEAR PASSING SO FAST?!?! it was like just 3weeks or a month ago that i was excited to see who this year teacher is.. skally see miss teo .. last year PE teacher.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110406371447432694?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110406371447432694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110406371447432694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110406371447432694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110406371447432694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-christmast-post.html' title='no christmast post'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110387868987485200</id><published>2004-12-24T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T16:58:09.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect gift</title><content type='html'>the perfect gift.. given to me by my comp.. &lt;br /&gt;  on the first day of christmast.. my comp puter gave to me.. 1 internet problem!&lt;br /&gt;  on the second day of christmast.. my comp puter gave to me.. 1 internet problem and 2 tries to start up my comp!&lt;br /&gt;  on the third day of christmast.. my comp puter gave to me.. 1 internet problem.. 2 tries to start up my comp and 3 very tough mouse problems!&lt;br /&gt;  on the fourth day of christmast.. my comp puter gave to me.. 1 internet problem.. 2 tries to start my comp.. 3 very tough mouse problems and 4 virus programmes!&lt;br /&gt;  on the fifth day of christmast.. my comp puter gave to me.. 1 internet problem.. 2 tries to start my comp.. 3 very tough mouse problem.. 4 virus programmes.. and 5 cpu crashes!&lt;br /&gt;  on the sixth day of christmast.. my comp puter gave to me.. 1 internet problem.. 2 tries to start my comp.. 3 very tough mouse problems.. 4 virust programmes.. 5 cpu crashes and 6 MASSIVE POP-UPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  thanks comp.. just the perfect christmast gift for me.. just what i needed.. gee.. i know that the song is lame n dosent rhyme nor goes with the original song.. but what the hell.. its the christmast spirit?.. faultiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and so since the start of the comp problems.. ive been EXTREMELY fruastrated.. and uber pissed.. nothing i can say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  im now using a wireless mouse.. which is wireless.. but not optical.. just the 'ball ball' kind one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  its the EVE of christmast today.. not to mention that christmast falls on a saturday.. not that im complaining.. but those working are complaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  nothing much for me to do now.. nor blog about now.. so i guess its time to stop blogging.. maybe ill just sleep this christmast eve off or something..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110387868987485200?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110387868987485200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110387868987485200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110387868987485200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110387868987485200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/perfect-gift.html' title='the perfect gift'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110381418683643360</id><published>2004-12-23T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:03:06.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh i have no idea what blog title to put</title><content type='html'>  ok for the slacker i gave myself the name.. maybe its too lame.. but im naturally very lame so it dosent matter -_-.. and couch potato DEFINITELY dosent suit me at all.. because IM NOT THE AVERAGE COUCH POTATO WHO SITS IN FRONT OF THE TV ALL DAY.. the only time frm morning till afternoon that i watch tv.. is only from 11-12 with the replay of MVP and 1:30 maybe when im eating lunch to watch some scooby doo shit.. LOL.. im so lame i even watch some lame cartoons.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;  U know y im not a couch potato?.. I SIT IN FRONT OF THE COMPUTER all day instead of sitting in front of the tv all day.. ok maybe not everyday.. but every other day in which i dont go out.. even if i do go out.. ill still be at LAN cafes playing computer.. LOL.. so maybe im a chair potato sitting in front of this white screen while typing my blog.. while my mum watches some fiery thunderbolt shit show.. &lt;br /&gt;  the lousy show.. which i seem to think so but my mum dosent think so.. actually it isnt actually lousy or sucky.. JUST THAT its boring.. they keep talking so much cock.. but in the end no action at all.. they just go room after room talking about some shit fake pills.. there goes the music for the end of the advertisement again..&lt;br /&gt;  ok the christmast spirit is crappy in my home now.. no christmast tree.. lesser relatives.. opening presents before christmast comes?.. like WTF? where the hell is everyones christmast spirit.. i guess each year it becomes different.. anyways.. merry christmast 2 all.. though theres no chimney in my house for santa to go through.. LOL.. im so lame..&lt;br /&gt;  ok THERES REALLY SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY COMP.. FREAKING MASSSSIVE pop ups.. i get disconnected often because of some wireless shit.. because my bro just bought a new notebook.. and its some wireless router.. so i get disconnected from the internet EXTREMELY often.. like wtf? i dont even know whether i can post this post.. grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;  its not much use talking about my days activities.. because i dont go out as often.. the reason?.. IM BROKE like mad.. all i can do is to download and record the banana man shit song at home.. lol.. not to mention playing a couple of games..&lt;br /&gt;  im having a clan war next week.. said by chief.. but im not sure when.. i just hope it isnt something like 6 in the morning because i definitely cant wake up&lt;br /&gt;  man i miss that bed beside me.. ive not been sleeping on it for 13 hours.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110381418683643360?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110381418683643360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110381418683643360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110381418683643360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110381418683643360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/uh-i-have-no-idea-what-blog-title-to.html' title='uh i have no idea what blog title to put'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110351205082422824</id><published>2004-12-20T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:07:30.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>  screw me.. i totally blew it.. so blown off.. and dont ask.. cuz i totally blew it off.. &lt;br /&gt;  past weekend.. i finally got my riflemen icon.. and i got promoted to shaman in my clan.. shamans neat as the 2nd highest position in the clan.. u get to change the clan message of the day.. promote people.. kick people etc. etc. i guess.. the winds blowing at my face like mad now.. it seems like its gonna rain any moment soon.. &lt;br /&gt;  yesterday.. went to peninsula.. finally bought a pair of school shoes for me.. and the day before my mum bought a pair of jeans for me.. and a shirt.. i think.. &lt;br /&gt;  theres lots more to talk about.. but.. i just cant bring myself to blog about it.. these days its more of the *bochap* me.. everything i also slack.. i take 3 hours just to pack my bed.. because i was watching tv.. and my legs were damn sian.. had a conversation like that with my legs..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; oi get up leh mum say pack room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;WHAT LAH.. u just wake up want me to stand up after walking to the tv ar..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; budden u need to pack ur bed.. because the maids off today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;U CANNOT SEE THAT I WATCHING THAT digimon show AR?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; but that show kinda stinks.. some transformer mordern power ranger thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;WTF?!?! INSULT MY FAV CARTOON?!?!.. FOR THAT.. i wont fucking stand up and let mum scold the shit ass guts out of u&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;I COMMAND U TO STAND UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;NEVER! AND THERES NOTHIN U CAN DO ABOUT IT..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;*would u do it for one scooby snack?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; 2?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ok 2 now STAND UP BEFORE mum scolds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;scooooby dooooooby dooO?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  yeah and thats how the conversation went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and another new problem comes.. here the conversation i had with my hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; oi fold the blanket leh.. or ill get a scolding from mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;wait lah.. u cannot see that i damn tired after switching channels on the remote ar..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;wa low.. just fold that blanket beat the bed and put the rest of the etc. etc in the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;ok then say that magic word&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;ALAKAZAM PACK MY BLANKET&lt;br /&gt;*nothing happens*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;WTF?!?! I SAID THE MAGIC WORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;if thats the magic word these pair of hands would be made of full gold..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; than wth is the magic word?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;say PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ok please tolong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;i cant HEAR u?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; pLEaSe tOlOnG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; is that the best u can do? never eat rice ar&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; PLEASE TOLONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; that sounds much better.. remember u need to rest me for 4 hours after packing the bed&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ok whatever.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and thats how it went.. and i finally did both things after a pretty long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; WTF?!?! WHY U TELL THIS TO EVERYONE IN YOUR BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; because i want to blog about it mah.. the trip to peninsula and compassvile got not much to talk about except absoulute shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; for that.. im not gonna type properly.. hmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  s[fklamgsam;ka'g hey wtf type properly eaogjagmam';ag; gotta stop.. these hands dkm killing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110351205082422824?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110351205082422824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110351205082422824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110351205082422824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110351205082422824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110317105468743538</id><published>2004-12-16T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T12:24:14.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im an extremely BIG slacker.. no doubt about that..</title><content type='html'>  ive thought of the perfect name for myself.. THE SLACKER.. i slack like mad.. im unwilling to do homework.. i overslept and slacked even when im late for cca and many many more.. &lt;br /&gt;  there was ncc yesterday and today.. yesterday wasant so bad.. was on time for ncc.. because my mother sort of like had to use extreme measures so i would wake up.. because normally when the handphone ringtone alarm rings.. id be going.. DIAM LAH.. WAH LOW.. SO EARLY RING SIMI?.. and ill off it and go back to sleep.. than maybe my mum will come and wake me up.. and id be running late.. again.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;  yesterday ncc.. we trained for the mock attack again.. usual routine.. set up the props.. rehearse.. then put back the props etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;  today ncc was worst.. we spent lots of time in the classroom.. no time to set up props.. was late for like 20 minutes.. when i reach there.. i see everyone in pumping position.. so run run run run.. join them.. give some crap excuse that i missed the friggin bus.. when actually i totally overslept.. than they told me to do 20 pushups.. i think the rest did 10 or maybe none.. maybe because im late.. after that.. talk cock in the classroom.. know the story line better.. than rehearse.. this time without props.. at least its easier cuz we dont have to set up the props.. which takes a total of maybe 1 to 2 hours just to set up?.. than we made a lot of mistakes in marching and rehearsal.. blah blah.. next thing we knew.. it was PUMPING TIME &gt;.&lt;.. i did 50pushups.. urgh.. my aching hands.. those cannot do pushup do butterfly kick.. but that one also not good lah.. tire the leg like mad.. so today it was mostly punishment day.. shouldnt have come.. lol.. some smart people like the other door guard in the mock attack other than me didnt come.. lucky him.. my hands already had muscle aches before i even came to ncc.. now its worst..&lt;br /&gt;  i guess thats it for the total cs of the year.. cuz now im saving for the start of school.. so i cant spend as much money as i used to.. so ill prolly go out less.. or even not go out &gt;.&lt;.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           A SPECIAL THANK YOU TO SOMEONE SPECIAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  id like to mention a special thank you to someone.. shes been there for me.. when im feeling down.. when im feeling up.. when im feeling angry.. when im feeling guilty.. with special advice.. and shes.. my mum.. i noticed that i havent been giving her enough credit these days.. ( im not even sure whether she reads my blog anot ).. yeah.. sometimes i get real angry at her.. for making some simple decisions.. like deciding what kind of Uniform i want.. sometimes i get fruastrated at her extremely long nagging.. i remember last year.. i put on my discman and listened in my earplugs at almost full blast so i couldnt hear her.. and she got damn pissed..&lt;br /&gt;  theres totally a lot more things that are to mention.. but i guess that my hands are tired from the bloody pumping today.. so ill just make it short.. but this post is to thank my mum.. for always being there for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110317105468743538?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110317105468743538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110317105468743538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110317105468743538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110317105468743538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-extremely-big-slacker-no-doubt.html' title='im an extremely BIG slacker.. no doubt about that..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110300181237874032</id><published>2004-12-14T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T13:23:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i changed the blog song</title><content type='html'>  ok i realised that tao ze was getting a bit old for my blog to use liao.. he never come out new cd.. so i change to Zchen liao.. Mo Ri Zhi Lian.. acutally.. wanted to use zhang dong liang one.. but dont irrensponsible people at iwebmusic who come out with so many titles.. have no music at all inside them.. this goes to show how rensponsible people are nowadays huh?.. made me search so damn long before i could even find a song.. so think how much time i spent to find a DECENT one.. way longer.. i dont plan on changing the blog skin already.. its not only troublesome.. but ill still have to rack my brains and crap just to even find a suitable blogskin.. in 1 word.. ill sum it up.. troublesome..&lt;br /&gt;  ive read so many peoples blogs.. sec 2 classmates.. cs friends.. other friends from outside.. and so many talk about not being able to finish their homework.. im not worried that i havent finished my homework.. lol.. probably because i always wait till last minute than will finish my homework one.. before that.. its PLAY TIME.. lol.. so if u havent finished ur homework.. dont worry lah.. just first day of school tell cher that u forgot to being your homework because its been 2 whole friggin months.. and not even having an elephant memory would be able to remember that.. bet she'll forgive u.. i think.. anyway.. who gives a yellow form or some other black marks in other schools on the first day of school?.. i also think that teachers will ask u for your homework only after teaching for the first week one lah.. should be like that..&lt;br /&gt;  im a slacker.. i admit that.. slacking.. but when it comes to the crunch.. ill still buck up right?.. lol.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;  theres nothing much for me to talk about right now.. its a bit lazy to talk about the acitvities.. but maybe ill talk a bit about it..&lt;br /&gt;  last saturday afternoon.. my parents went to batam.. alone at home.. slack.. go with my friends to play erm.. EVEN MORE cs.. [cs freak] totally.. sunday.. i read my storybook! A murder story book.. though i seldom read books.. cuz i realised that i need cash totally badly.. &lt;br /&gt;  ok many more things happend within the past few days.. ill elaborate more on that during my next blog (hopefully).. but now.. i got to go.. bbuaiz all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110300181237874032?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110300181237874032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110300181237874032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110300181237874032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110300181237874032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-changed-blog-song.html' title='i changed the blog song'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110272941611688290</id><published>2004-12-11T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T09:43:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do i need a blog title to blog?</title><content type='html'>  argh.. this gastrics coming back again.. pretty annoying.. especially if it wakes you up at 7a.m. in the morning.. when u normally sleep till like.. 10:30a.m.?.. oh well.. its a lao mao bing that happens every now and then.. cant really help it..&lt;br /&gt;  recently.. i realised that many people shut down their blogs liao -_- give excuse say lazy to blog.. no time to blog.. or blah blah.. although i dont blog like everyday now.. but hey?.. as long as got blog like 3 times a week enough liao rite?.. because now not so 'on' liao mah..&lt;br /&gt;  nothing much to blog about.. because yesterday wasant feeling well too.. had a bit of dizziness.. thats all.. but today.. my mum and dads going to indonesia.. some part of it.. so im not tagging along.. today can go out play cs.. or do sth else.. lol.. but ill prolly not stay at home.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;  nothing much to blog about.. ill give ji mo bian jie lyrics in my next blog k?&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/7560994-110272941611688290?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110272941611688290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110272941611688290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110272941611688290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110272941611688290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-i-need-blog-title-to-blog.html' title='do i need a blog title to blog?'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110256864441414299</id><published>2004-12-09T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T13:04:04.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i could walk for miles n miles.. just 4 u..</title><content type='html'>  ok.. just got started on the sec 3 A maths chapter 3.. the one on indices.. pretty hard.. lots of remembering to do.. actually not really hard.. its VERY hard.. insanely hard.. what i cover in that chapter.. is even more info than what i learn in like.. the whole of sec 2?.. A maths is totally tough.. what can i say..&lt;br /&gt;  yesterday.. went orchard road with my mum?.. shopping?.. urgh.. what can i say?.. shopping isnt really my forte.. though i bought quite a few items.. a book.. and a CD.. im not really a good story teller.. so ill just make this short.. the christmast decorations were.. erm.. unique.. though it seems to be worst each year.. but the crystals outside the far east shopping centre (new one).. were i guess the best among all the decorations.. orchard road.. was as usual.. crowded.. even during weekdays.. esp. since its the hols. season.. &lt;br /&gt;  ncc today.. again.. went back to school.. tried to take a bus to school.. wanted to change money with the uncle at the shop so i can change to take the bus fare.. cuz my EZ link card isnt with me but my bro.. so i was like rushing the uncle and calling the bus uncle to like WAIT.. luckily this uncles a kind one.. he waited for me.. entered the bus.. it was like.. only 1 indian woman, me and the uncle?.. whats this?.. some kinda ghost bus?.. so i got off at the ngee ann stop.. we had to set up some crappy cardboard boxes.. ok not some.. A LOT.. im playing the terrorist.. lol.. ill be wearing a sock mask.. LOL.. and im gonna be ' shot to death '.. lol.. the whole play.. theres like only 1 or 2 or 3 survivors out of like 30 or 40 over people.. also had to set up the gunea sacks.. do lots of crap.. bring the table for the sniper etc. so it was pretty busy.. speaking of the play.. the terrorist are gonna use an M16?.. thats a counter terorrist gun?.. uh.. shouldnt we be using ak47?.. budget.. lolx.. gonna be using wooden M16s.. ahahahah..&lt;br /&gt;  i guess thats about it.. i dont really have much to talk about.. been busy reading my books.. doing my homework.. and playing computer games too much.. &lt;br /&gt;  remmeber the check the sec 1 ncc orientation performance when school reopens k? ;)&lt;br /&gt;  yeah and im gonna publish a Zhang Dong Liang cd lyrics in my blog.. its really neat.. maybe its gonna be my blog music.. maybe not.. see hw first.. but here goes the lyrics.. its gonna be in words and no.s cuz i dont have chinese disctionary nor hanshen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           wo3 zhen1 de4 yi3 wei2&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;ni3 zai4 wo zhen1 bian1 bu4 zai4 pa4 hei1&lt;br /&gt;mei3 ge4 wan3 shang4 shui4 de2 tian2 mei3&lt;br /&gt;duo1 ai4 wei4  ni3 que4 bu4 shi4 wo3 de4 shui2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(er2) wo3  zai4 ni3 mian4 qian2 bian4 de2 qian1 bei4&lt;br /&gt;bu4 gan3 yao1 qiu2 ni3 de4 yi1 dian3 hui1 kui4&lt;br /&gt;dan1 xin1 zhe4 zhong3 wan2 mei3 shun4 jian1  ku1 wei4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo3 zhen1 de4 yi3 wei2&lt;br /&gt;ai4 gei3 shuang1 bei4 guo4 qu4 jiu4 hui4 dao4 tui4&lt;br /&gt;dan4 ta1 zhi4 zao4 de4 hui2 yi4 ye3 zhen1 gui4&lt;br /&gt;ni3 de4 fang2 jian1 li3   can3 liu2 ta1 de4 qi4 wei4&lt;br /&gt;shuo1 yi4 wang4 que4 bu4 gou4 can2 kui4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo3 zhen1 de4 yi3 wei2&lt;br /&gt;ai4 gei3 shuang1 bei4  wei4 lai2 bu4 guan3 cuo4 dui4 &lt;br /&gt;dan4 ni3 shuo1 wo3 que4 bu4 gou4 jue2 dui4&lt;br /&gt;hai2 hui4 xiang3 qi3 ta1 que4 hai2 yao4 wo3 gen1 shui2&lt;br /&gt;gao4 shu4 wo3 ai4 zhe3 me4 zhe4 yang4 de4 fen1 pei4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110256864441414299?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110256864441414299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110256864441414299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110256864441414299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110256864441414299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-could-walk-for-miles-n-miles-just-4.html' title='i could walk for miles n miles.. just 4 u..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110231864491394592</id><published>2004-12-06T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T15:37:24.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeks activities..</title><content type='html'>  lets see.. last sunday.. went to jumbo.. eat seafood! last time i went there to eat seafood was like.. 1 year ago?.. seafood ultra ex.. but the food tasted good.. chilli crabs.. etc.. saw the price of the fish in the price menu.. one fish can cost like.. up to 40 or 50 dollars?!?!.. are fish really worth that much?.. anyways.. the food there was great.. and the buisness.. was booming in the retaurant.. after that.. went to the nearby walkway to take a couple of photos before going home.. &lt;br /&gt;  last friday.. i went to play cs with my friends.. though the skills are improving like mad.. but the cash in my pocket are like.. depleting like mad?.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;  I finally figured out my elib pass n user.. lol.. after lots of erm.. brain wrecking.. &lt;br /&gt;  nothing much has happend to me during the past few days.. just lotsa cs.. lotsa crap.. had ncc today.. im in whatever thingamajink attack.. must come this thursday also.. i guess ill go..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110231864491394592?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110231864491394592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110231864491394592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110231864491394592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110231864491394592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/weeks-activities.html' title='weeks activities..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110196071539676807</id><published>2004-12-02T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:11:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eep.. tuition</title><content type='html'>  uh.. tuitions starting for me once more again.. zzz.. my maths teacher now teach me A maths instead of E maths.. urgh.. and u can see that A maths is very tedious.. just be looking at the algebra linear and non linear equations.. and thats supposed to be the easiest?.. my chinese tuitions starting in 2 weeks time too.. problem is.. theres no stock of chinese books.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;  ok sg idol f3v3r.. lolx.. glad that taufik won!.. my 5 votes for him!.. lolx.. spent $2.50 voting for him.. lol.. my mum voted 4 times n my bro voted 1 time for sylvester though.. RMB guy.. wahahaz.. gonna buy ur track album.. lolx.. Mrs Jones.. great song.. great talents.. &lt;br /&gt;  ok enough about that.. i seem to have run out of things to write lately.. lazy to talk about my days events.. so lets see what i can think of..&lt;br /&gt;                               MY HANDPHONE&lt;br /&gt;                         just bought my new phone.. the sony ericsson k508i.. &lt;br /&gt;                         wanted the k700i.. but my mum said it was too ex..&lt;br /&gt;                         oh well this phones pretty good too..&lt;br /&gt;                         with realistic 3D games..&lt;br /&gt;                         MP3 recorder..&lt;br /&gt;                         A hella long video timing..&lt;br /&gt;                         self music composer..&lt;br /&gt;                         just that..&lt;br /&gt;                         little memory space.. 7000KB++..&lt;br /&gt;                         and the pictures are only 65k TFT..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110196071539676807?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110196071539676807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110196071539676807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110196071539676807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110196071539676807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/12/eep-tuition.html' title='eep.. tuition'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110165242659260484</id><published>2004-11-28T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T22:33:46.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unstoppable.. </title><content type='html'>  yet another.. erm sunday.. ever heard of the phrase (not everyday is sunday?).. id say even though its sunday today.. it dosent seem like im in the sunday mood.. cuz its literally not sunday to me even though its sunday and i myself know its sunday.. bet that confused u.. LOL.. ok im really lame&lt;br /&gt;       cant stand myself also&lt;br /&gt;                                  LAMER&lt;br /&gt;  lol.. yesterday.. a saturday.. wahahaz.. im gonna change my phone!.. let me do an analysis on the phones&lt;br /&gt;  NOKIA PHONES..&lt;br /&gt;  useful.. user friendly.. used to be in popular demand.. but.. functions not that good.. not to mention that the polyphonic ringtones aerent as good as other brands.. and that the picture is like.. the worst among all brands&lt;br /&gt;  PANASONIC..&lt;br /&gt;  not very good too.. good pictures.. very unuserfriendly.. not to mention that the functions are the worst of all worst&lt;br /&gt;  SAMSUNG..&lt;br /&gt;  great pictures.. picture perfect.. can even be a portable digi camera.. userfriendly wise?.. ok.. but.. little functions..&lt;br /&gt;  SONY ERRICSON..&lt;br /&gt;  ok my choice.. im gonna buy the K508i.. even though i quite like the K700i.. but its TOO EX.. so K508i will do.. great pictures.. great functions.. not very userfriendly.. worst downside is that the memory is really low.. oh well.. no phone is perfect..&lt;br /&gt;  cs again today.. lol.. must be thinking this guy.. cs insane freak.. mum gimme money to play mah.. so play lah!.. only solo.. lolx.. solo cs.. so many fyiceworld.. fypoolday n fyabsolute.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;  i go by the name of ' so if u ever see anyone with that ' or or ';..;' (vampire) sign.. look for me in the cafe!.. i might be playing with u.. lolx.. wahahaz.. arctic training not gone to waste.. my arctic improved tremendous this year.. awp much better.. user to be like a 20-30 streak.. now its more of a 30-10 streak.. awp pros too many.. lol.. only fyice.. wahahahz.. awp specialist.. switch to pistol.. lolx.. real fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110165242659260484?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110165242659260484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110165242659260484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110165242659260484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110165242659260484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/11/unstoppable.html' title='unstoppable.. '/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110165181914551217</id><published>2004-11-28T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T22:23:39.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p</title><content type='html'>  No more mr nice guy anymore.. lol.. im not meaning that im a crmminal or something.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110165181914551217?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110165181914551217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110165181914551217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110165181914551217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110165181914551217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/11/p.html' title='p'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110137838152026393</id><published>2004-11-25T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T18:26:21.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>earliest post ever</title><content type='html'>  this is the earliest post ever in the day of my blog.. if not.. then its one of the earliest post.. today.. awoke.. comp time!.. until afternoon.. go downstairs n eat.. than after that i go chit chat with my friend over coffee.. talkng bout old pri. sch days.. some ultra silly things that i used to do in primary school.. like the time we used to play some wulingmengzu game.. lol.. than thought bout the really fun things.. like kick soccer together.. play badminton together.. wwe cards together.. watched some lame star wars movie.. lol.. which i dont even understand half a shit what it talked about.. talk about teacher.. old classmate.. &lt;br /&gt;  after that.. went back to play more comp!.. lolx.. played 2 games of dota with the fag.. i was the ursa warrior in one.. which 'fag' :D.. left during the game.. i had the best streak in my team!.. lol.. but than.. teammates too sucky.. no chance in hell to win..&lt;br /&gt;  so we went to play the second game.. only spellcaster in the team.. shadow shaman.. ultra support hero.. i voodoo.. than use guinsoo sheep.. than use shackles.. also got ward.. and also got fork lightning lol.. pandarean brewmaster.. stole my dk!.. i ward shackle voodoo guinsoo sheep.. i do so much using hotkey than he nia nia take my double kill.. lolx.. basket battle fury splash lol..&lt;br /&gt;  im going to downtown now.. ciaox all.. my mums calling..&lt;br /&gt;  in case u were going WHAT THE HELL is this guy talking about.. its sort of like a game.. teamwork game..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110137838152026393?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110137838152026393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110137838152026393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110137838152026393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110137838152026393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/11/earliest-post-ever.html' title='earliest post ever'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110130175355494900</id><published>2004-11-24T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T21:09:13.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its starting to get boring to write the blog</title><content type='html'>  im starting to feel pretty sick bout writing blogs.. i notice everyone stops writing their blog after a period of certain time.. but i know this blog wont!.. :D.. &lt;br /&gt;  anyway.. i just saw this lame joke while i was checking out blogs.. and found this on my pri. sch friends blog.. &lt;br /&gt;  sorry i copyrighted.. but i thought this joke was damn funny.. made me laugh like siao&lt;br /&gt;cookies.. hm.. suddenly very hungry&lt;br /&gt;wanna eat cup noodles. but promised her 1 wk once nia.&lt;br /&gt;budden this week i eat 4 times le. cannot eat fo next four weeks la.&lt;br /&gt;waa...&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is scolding me&lt;br /&gt;it is whacking me hard&lt;br /&gt;it is growling like it hadnt eaten for 2 years when i only had been 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;wadeva&lt;br /&gt;im just lame n hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hungry man is an angry man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im angry!!!&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is too&lt;br /&gt;imagine my stomach gets so hungry&lt;br /&gt;it eats the mucus layer altho its impossible&lt;br /&gt;its an extreme circumstance&lt;br /&gt;eating away the mucus layer.. then itself..&lt;br /&gt;YUMYUM&lt;br /&gt;my stomach still isnt full&lt;br /&gt;cos theres no more stomach&lt;br /&gt;lmao?&lt;br /&gt;nono..&lt;br /&gt;not lmao&lt;br /&gt;not even funnie&lt;br /&gt;GRR&lt;br /&gt;im still an angry man&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA EAT!!&lt;br /&gt;cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;o no.. im turning blue!!&lt;br /&gt;im growin long hair..&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are turning bigger!!&lt;br /&gt;my mouth is oso!&lt;br /&gt;my ears and nose are disappearing!!&lt;br /&gt;im turning into..&lt;br /&gt;into..&lt;br /&gt;COOKIE MONSTER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  and thats it.. cant help but laugh when i see it again though..&lt;br /&gt;  now lets go to the days activities.. yesterday.. sgt aloy call me.. say tomorrrow training at 8.. waaa.. so early?.. i wake up at 11++ during sch hols. one leh.. 6:45.. alarm clock goes peeppeep peeppeep.. peeppeep peeppeep.. reached my hand to off the clock.. and went back to sleep for another 15 mins.. before the snooze alarm activated.. than i drag myself to the bathroom.. &lt;br /&gt;  dad la.. he need to go to work.. make me wake up at such an unearthly hour in the morning.. lol.. so i took a ride from him.. and snoozed a bit in the car..&lt;br /&gt;  ncc.. i come half an hour before ncc start.. hanyang over there.. chit chat a bit lor.. than after that 7:55 liao.. WHY ONLY GOT 6 part b cadets?.. gAH.. than 8:15-8:30.. become 15 part b cadets liao.. thought why have to go for training.. hakim say.. we have to prepare for sec one orientation.. i whisper under my breath.. WHAT THE HELL.. u make me wake up so early.. just for sec 1 orientation?.. do in the late morning also makes no difference one mah.. so we went to Tmart.. get some crappy cutboard boxes for the mock attack.. and than after that eat breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;  come back.. they want to see who want to go for mock attack.. who want to show sec 1 marching.. n who want to slack around and do nothing.. i know those slack around and do nothing one sure tio kan by the senior one.. so i choose the next best.. mock attack lor.. but than.. my decision wrong!.. those slack get to go home early!.. what the.. than clarence also say.. those in mock attack have to come back often in december.. n camp overnight in school before school starts.. wahhhh.. i didnt know that lol.. but never mind lah.. do something for the cca..&lt;br /&gt;  after that come home.. i play cs with fag.. :D.. fag suits u well.. lol.. i train ak.. woah.. my ak getting better.. my arctic.. woah.. slack.. my hand tremble like siao in cafe.. the fan n air con lah.. all blowing at my hand at the mosue.. my hand cold like shit lol.. so very hard to get the target sia.. lol.. at least frypool i do better cause target bigger n nearer.. tts why always SONG BO.. i take shotgun frag their whole team of 7 ppl 1 by 1 at 1 rd.. woah.. swee swee.. and not backstab hor.. its ONE ON ONE.. im getting better.. but getting to be a cs freakazoid too.. lol.. i guess thats all for today.. &lt;br /&gt;  forget to mention.. today PSLE results out.. wonder what schools my cousins going to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110130175355494900?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110130175355494900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110130175355494900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110130175355494900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110130175355494900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-starting-to-get-boring-to-write.html' title='its starting to get boring to write the blog'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110112038078331699</id><published>2004-11-22T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T18:46:20.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bout that last post..</title><content type='html'>  bout that last post.. I KNOW.. my autobiography is short.. but what can i say?.. im only 14.. actually.. theres more about me.. thats only my primary school life.. nvm..&lt;br /&gt;  today.. everyone spent the 2nd day at my cousins chalet.. nvm.. its literally today.. came over there.. had bbq for lunch n dinner.. i dont wanna see a bbqd hot dog or chicken wing for the next at least.. 2 weeks.. so.. after the afternoon bbq.. we played mahjong for the next like 5-7 hours.. i ended up being the person who lost the most money.. in other words.. literally the loser.. must blame it on those tiles la.. twice almost pinghu full colour.. if any of those ever let me won.. i would end up being the grand winner instead of the grand loser.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;  after dinner.. i think everyone went home.. than i started eating some fish.. next thing i know.. i think i swallowed a fish bone.. first time.. gaH.. its still stuck in my throat somewhere.. i need to see a doc soon.. &lt;br /&gt;  we decided to go home at i think.. around 9-11.. than i lazed around.. till i wrote this blog..&lt;br /&gt;  one more thing.. during the bbq.. i think sir bernard called me.. told me about some youth camp.. i was like wth?!?!.. im in it?.. i dont even know a thing about it.. supposed to meet next sat.. at 7:45 a.m. or 7:15 a.m.  .. cant remember.. meet at tanjong katong secondary.. some 2 day camp.. &lt;br /&gt;  i asked the rest.. no one knew a thing.. funny though.. i dont even know im in whatever camp..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110112038078331699?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110112038078331699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110112038078331699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110112038078331699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110112038078331699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/11/bout-that-last-post.html' title='bout that last post..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-110097247786952430</id><published>2004-11-21T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T01:41:17.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>todaeZ events</title><content type='html'>  today.. saturday.. [telling myself (obviously) ] i tot i overslept ncc.. again!.. heng heng.. today bo ncc.. so i relax.. watch powerpuff girls and pokemon [lOl] getting so bored in the morning doing nothing.. luckily its a weekend.. oh damn..my bros searching my cupboard for some stuff again.. its like.. 1++ in the morning now.. but i still type my blog.. maybe its insomnia or something.. cant get to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;  today.. my cousins birthday.. went to her chalet.. and i mean the country club chalet.. not the downtown one.. downtown one.. really sucks.. its so small.. so crampy.. this one is much better.. they had a BBQ.. my cousin brought lots of her friends to the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;  after the BBQ.. we played some mahjong.. w00t.. i was the second winner.. unlike the fag :).. i almost made 13 yao.. SO CLOSE.. gah.. what can i say.. hahaz.. &lt;br /&gt;  forgot to mention what happen in the afternoon.. my friend called me.. had a drink at starbucks.. talked to him bout lotsa things.. it appears that he has some procederes to perform.. oh well.. shan't talk about it.. since todays post is so short.. ill add what i always wanted to do.. an autobiography of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  this is about my life ]duh[ im asking myself the obvious..&lt;br /&gt;  in my childhood.. i cant remember much about myself except when i was four years old onwards.. though my parents said i used to like saying 'seeshark'.. wonder why though.. had this really  old funny duddy computer.. thats all..&lt;br /&gt;  in primary one.. i was sort of like the da ge da.. or the director.. of my class rowdy gang.. until everyone in the gang had a tiff.. tll it disbanded.. i remember that my form teacher.. was miss chua.. PE teacher.. i think almost every lesson in my primary one life was thought by her..&lt;br /&gt;   primary 2.. i got into trouble.. i  cant seem to remember.. but i think maybe..its because u stepped into the east view BIG PRIMARY 6 boyZ territory.. and got reprimanded by my Jaya.. which i nicknamed.. mr Kaya.. &lt;br /&gt;  primary 3.. nothing much&lt;br /&gt;  primary 4.. made more new friends.. which i left them after the streamings..&lt;br /&gt;  primary 5.. got to know more friends&lt;br /&gt;  primary 6.. played soccer with lots of great friends.. had a great form teacher.. mrs chan.. the best primary school year.. i enjoyed that year the most.. also the year.. where i had to go to the hospital because my jaw dropped.. didnt do quite well in streamings.. and went to ngee ann secondary &lt;br /&gt;  secondary 1.. new friends again.. did badly in almost practically a lot of exams..  &lt;br /&gt;  secondary 2.. got to know them much better.. and made some good friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-110097247786952430?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/110097247786952430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=110097247786952430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110097247786952430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/110097247786952430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/11/todaez-events.html' title='todaeZ events'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109980624964411571</id><published>2004-11-19T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T23:31:06.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is getting really annoying</title><content type='html'>  im getting pretty pissed of at this comp.. ive been trying to type this post for like 5 times.. and 5 times it disconnects my from the computer.. so im very pissed off at this computer.. computer seems worse after reformatting.. somehow i feel that its challenger's buisness gimmick to make u buy a new computer.. what the hell.. we've already bought 2 computers from there.. not to mention that the first one went bonkers after we reformatted it too.. so im definitely NOT gonna buy my next comp from challenger.. such money grubbers..&lt;br /&gt;  ok i got my subject combinations already.. first choice.. heh.. classmates have a BIG range.. from a small boy like phoon yew.. to a big boy like wei guang.. etc. here are the combinations as shown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY&lt;br /&gt;SOCIAL STUDIES/HISTORY(E)&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;ELEMENTARY MATHEMATICS&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE A.K.A MOTHER TONGUE&lt;br /&gt;ADDITIONAL MATHEMATICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  thats like.. 2 more subjects more than sec 2.. not to mention that these subjects are a lot tougher to learn.. so next year cannot be like last year and this year so slack.. &lt;br /&gt;  thinking of the homework i have to complete this school holidays.. i dont even have a crap idea whats me elib hub user.. let alone password.. so i guess ill lend someones accg for a moment.. hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;  bought my school U.. haha.. i love long pants.. rather than short.. long pants totally ]rawk[.. hahaz.. though sec 3 may get a bit stressful.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok ENOUGH about school.. im getting bored typing about it.. let alone say u dudes reading my blog right now..&lt;br /&gt;  havent been blogging for like.. more than half a month.. my comp lah.. keeps having problem.. from like the start of the holidays.. till like now.. &lt;br /&gt;its keeps having even more problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  without computer.. only one word if i stay at home.. s14n.. so i go out to play LAN with my friends.. and my bro A.K.A the fag.. only thing i can say to the latter.. u win me knife is chao luck.. u win me ak vs carbine is chao tyco.. only shotgun got a bit of skill involved heh.. im getting to be a bit of a cs freak though.. i can play cs from day to night.. and not realise that hours have passed.. too absorbed in playing the game.. today.. i also got go my cousin house play halo 2.. its quite fun.. only the controls are  very hard to master!..   having they keyboard and mouse seems easier for me though..&lt;br /&gt;  nothing much to do these holidays.. but the period my mother went to china is totally havoc.. my room was the worst.. i spent 5 hours packing it.. with super mouldy papers kept in the cupboard for 2 years.. dusty toy train sets kept since i was primary 1 2 or 3.. primary 3 old.. dusty.. termite infested school books.. pens with no ink.. i got a heap load of junk in this room..&lt;br /&gt;  i can only conclude this.. without my mum in this house.. the house.. will be in total chaos.. so im pretty glad shes back right now.. except for 'certain' reasons..&lt;br /&gt;  wonder why there isnt ncc nowadays.. maybe ccas have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109980624964411571?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109980624964411571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109980624964411571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109980624964411571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109980624964411571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-is-getting-really-annoying.html' title='this is getting really annoying'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109909899814029895</id><published>2004-10-30T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T09:16:38.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im glad i dont have togo through this twice</title><content type='html'>  havent been updating my blog for sometime now.. cuz ofthe reformatting of this computer.. by the way,im not using the computer to update this blog because it is still in challenger for repairs, so im using ny dads laptop and the keys are so  tough to key in, not to mention the spacebar is so hard to press, so im typing a gazillion times slower than my usual speed, so this post may not be as long as the rest..&lt;br /&gt; ive just realised.. i only miss things when i lose them.. just like i used to smash and 'abuse' the computer for always hanging.. but i realised that life is even more living hell without the computer.. im sort of having withdrawal synthoms from not using the computer for 3whole days.. &lt;br /&gt;  just like this year.. im gonna lose almost all the 41 classmates ive had for &lt;br /&gt;  2 years.. i guess this day is inevitable.. though im gonna do a review on the personality  of every classmate when my computer comes back again..&lt;br /&gt;  christopher went out.. quite supported it.. only i know that he stands a low chance against other contestants.. because they have more talent than christopher.. oh well.. i shant brood about it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;  so the streamings are here once more.. i have to go through this twice though.. one this year and one in primary 4.. just hope that i can go to the class of my choice.. though its really popular among alot of students.. &lt;br /&gt;  its so boring without the computer.. that i even play gameboyto buy time.. lol.. what can i say.. the computer is part of my life.. and a part of me seems to be missing when the computer is missing from my life........ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109909899814029895?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109909899814029895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109909899814029895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109909899814029895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109909899814029895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-glad-i-dont-have-togo-through-this.html' title='im glad i dont have togo through this twice'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109878694097461121</id><published>2004-10-26T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:35:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a break.. im bushed</title><content type='html'>  didnt blog yesterday!.. just realised that.. so im gonna punish myself by writing more stuff in this blog.. heh.. i still cant believe i was so busy until i had no time to blog at all..&lt;br /&gt;  ok starting from monday.. uh.. results day.. lets talk bout my results now..&lt;br /&gt;  practically everything was a b3 and a b4 except for some exceptions..&lt;br /&gt;  English 65&lt;br /&gt;  Maths   57&lt;br /&gt;  Chinese 70or 68.7&lt;br /&gt;  Science 66&lt;br /&gt;  Lit     60&lt;br /&gt;  History 81&lt;br /&gt;  D&amp;T     65&lt;br /&gt;  Art     not really sure.. though i think i may fail..&lt;br /&gt;  man some of those reults totally sucked like hell.. i think my english went fairly well and high.. maybe its because the teacher accepted and gave me 12 marks on my cloze passage wootz.. maths?.. not really good.. what can i say?.. I HATE MATHS.. paper 2 was the factor that killed me.. sigh.. then chinese.. my li jie totally pulled me down.. hope that the rest of my results would pull me up.. science?.. i was expecting to do slightly better.. i guess some of the questions were so hard to unbderstand that though u knew the answer and u remembered it.. but u cant seem to remember which answer it was.. lit.. i guess its ok.. i didnt do well in my unseen prose.. i dont really like it though.. though my animal farm that part got fairly high.. history.. the only A1.. amazing.. shows that study really does work for history.. after making a gazillion years of notes and studying for a whole week(last min revision).. i managed to get a good score..so for the damn D&amp;T.. what can i say.. i studied only the day before.. i didnt even pick up the D&amp;T book the whole of this year outside school.. except forn some tests.. i read through them.. for art?.. im not really sure.. my art totally sucked.. wasant neat.. though im glad i can drop that subject next year..&lt;br /&gt;  wonder if i can go to double science?.. not really sure.. so many smart ones have the chance to go to thriple science but they choose to go to double science.. man.. i mean like.. who are u kidding?.. u get so high and u trying to take double science?..&lt;br /&gt;  oh well.. its the end of the year soon.. in like.. lets see *looks at the clock.. man.. its like 2 more days before school end.. and we've been together as a class for like 2 whole years.. i really will miss some classmates.. guess most of us.. like me.. dont know how to treasure our own classmates until its time to leave each other?.. speaking of time.. 1 year sure flys and pasts fast.. its gonna be the end of the year soon.. at least there are some advantages being sec 3.. i get to wear long pants woohoo!.. i look so lame in that pair of short pants.. id love long pants.. &lt;br /&gt;  before i get really sad or really elated.. lets talk about the events that happend today.. today was the I&amp;E fiesta.. some class activity which u are given $50.. and supposed to expand it.. the money made will go to charity.. luckily i didnt bring any bag to school today.. or it would be a hassale.. morning.. actually i wanted to try on sales.. which i did in the second hour.. so in the morning.. only me and kuan hui were the ones outside class advertising for the class.. met all kinds of people.. some rude.. some cold.. some kind.. some mild and average.. went around the school.. until we heard an announcement by mr sim.. (would all students inside the hall please proceed to the canteen right now?).. me and kuan hui heard this.. and started jogging/running/walking to the hall.. and jackpot.. overflowing students taking our.. photocopied fliers.. only our class and another sec 3 class (3E2 or 3N2 or 3E3) forgot which class.. only both our classes advertisers were giving out fliers over there.. was a great hit.. we managed to give out all our 50 fliers.. speaking of fliers.. no one paid me my photocopy money!.. and i paid an extra dollar for that christmast card which i sold!.. lol.. made to do labour.. and paying money instead of making money.. lol.. jk lah.. i dont expect a refund lol..&lt;br /&gt;  after that.. no more advertising for me.. everytime i try to go to a class to advertise they pull me into their class, asking me to buy items from their class.. lol.. so i went with kh to eat some breakfast/brunch/lunch.. take your pick.. then we started to do sales.. by going out and asking those people to buy our stuff.. actually.. we inflated the prices like hell.. the christmast cards were like.. one for 30cents and two for 40cents.. but i inflated it to like.. 4 for 3$.. though 1 dollar came from me lol.. kuan hui was better though.. he sold one of his cards for like 1 dollar.. he increased the price for like 330 percent.. what can i say.. we make good buisnessmans?.. lol :P  we also sold like only one of the ice cream sticks.. to yizhong.. for 30cents.. actual price 20 cents.. 50percent increase in price.. lol.. wanna know how we did it?.. we practically pulled our customers to buy it and forced them to.. kuan huis co friend was pulled from the end of one end of the classrooms to the other end of the block of classrooms.. until he bought.. pity that guy still didnt buy.. we also pulled wei guang inside.. lol.. we tried to make him buy our christmast cards.. tugging his shirt.. forcing him to buy one.. pity he didnt buy any too.. man.. ritzuan almost bought something.. only he realised.. or knew.. he had no money.. we joked a little with rajaab.. he dropped the photo frame lightly on the table.. we told him once broken considered sold lol.. at least he bought an ice cream macarooni stick from us lol.. and forced terrance and yizhong to each buy one friendship band and macarooni stick repectively.. i bet they're afraid of us now lol.. at least i did my part for the class..&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/7560994-109878694097461121?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109878694097461121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109878694097461121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109878694097461121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109878694097461121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/10/give-me-break-im-bushed.html' title='give me a break.. im bushed'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109859695482254086</id><published>2004-10-24T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T15:59:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nerve wrecked up me</title><content type='html'>  its sunday.. nerve wrecking? anxious? take your pick.. im just very damn nervous.. tomorrow is results day.. i cant imagine what my results would be like.. thats why i damn nervous.. i cant believe i have to go through this twice.. cos i thought that the results would have been out last monday.. dont seem to know why.. always at this time of the year.. i get really nervous..&lt;br /&gt;  morning.. i realised that the past or whatever call HAS GROWN BIGGER.. thinking that i may have to amputate me leg and etc, i faster tell me mum.. she say better go see doc.. make me very worried..&lt;br /&gt;  afternoon.. it was hmmm.. rainy and cooling?.. ate some porridge for lunch.. we're gonna reformat the computer because it seems to have some sort of virus thingy in it.. i cant do a thing the whole afternoon cept.. think about tomorrows results.. im so scared.. its so nerve wrecking.. &lt;br /&gt;  at night?.. cousins came over to eat dinner with us.. they get to eat seafood whereas i get to eat some crap ham and cheesey hot dog.. sheesh.. its because of the wound.. oh well.. whats most important is still that.. tomorrows results.. im really really anxious.. &lt;br /&gt;  that was todays activities.. i guess.. nothing much to write about.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109859695482254086?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109859695482254086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109859695482254086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109859695482254086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109859695482254086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/10/nerve-wrecked-up-me.html' title='nerve wrecked up me'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109852173024959811</id><published>2004-10-23T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T16:55:30.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i lead a simple life</title><content type='html'>  today.. awoke early in the morning.. dunno why these days got insomnia or something.. exam time i always wake up hours before the time im supposed to wake up.. after exam time also wake up at like 5:30.. maybe its because of the pressure and crappy etc.. totally worried bout the results on monday..&lt;br /&gt;  at around 9:15-10:30.. ncc senior (hakim) called me.. say got today got ncc u know anot?!?!.. i tell him say i dunno lah.. than later he want me to come over to ncc.. today got test.. i thought.. siao.. i going out with my parents.. how to go there.. my parents sure very angry one rite?.. so i tell him that.. than he say monday bring no. 4 to school.. so monday take the camouflage.. prunning test.. anyway i cannot tkae it today anyways.. that cut in the knee hurts so bad if i prune.. sigh.. what to do?&lt;br /&gt;  speaking of the cut.. i noticed that there was something yellow growing around it.. i was going like oh my god.. it looks like a paste and and infection on my leg.. i pictured my leg being amputated.. omg.. thats so horrible.. sigh.. though the infection's gone by now.. the yellow thingy is gone.. but i still worried lehz.. not to mention i also worried on monday my exam results.. &lt;br /&gt;  i tried contacting desmond.. than i realised that he went to ncc.. hakim forced him to heh.. lucky me.. though i have no idea on monday.. how do i do those commands wihtout hurting my knee.. maybe ill think of a way out of that..&lt;br /&gt;  i realised yesterday.. while at the pasir ris food court.. or whatever u can say 'slightly air conditioned' coffee shop eating dinner.. when christine..(im not really sure whether thats her number.. lol) so i think it may be her.. told me that maia was out.. i was going like WHAT THE.. shes out?.. didnt expect that.. quite surprising.. i was thinking that it would be someone else.. like christopher.. though i like him as an idol.. &lt;br /&gt;  ok now.. im sitting by the computer.. evaluating and thinking about every classmate?.. i just realised that i barely spoke less than like 10 sentences.. to certain classmates.. throughout my whole 2 years.. yet ive been spending like a lot of time in the classrooms during lesson times.. how on earth is that possible? i have no idea..&lt;br /&gt;  ok soon mum and dads gonna come home.. i think dads gonna lecture me to stop playing that com or something.. oh well i still got half an hour to finish this blog.. what the heck..&lt;br /&gt;  it seems to be raining the whole day.. i just realisd that ive been using the computer for such a long time.. i only ate a dumpling for lunch.. and nothing else in breakfast or any other time.. oh well what can is say.. i lead a simple life?&lt;br /&gt;  im feeling really tired nowadays.. whats gotten into me?.. falling asleep soon on the computer.. cant really think straight.. i think all i can do now is to pray and hope i get good exam results..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109852173024959811?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109852173024959811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109852173024959811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109852173024959811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109852173024959811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-lead-simple-life.html' title='i lead a simple life'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109834247095384947</id><published>2004-10-21T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T18:27:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life sure is full of ups and downs..</title><content type='html'>  blogging can get really sometimes very sickening to write, prolly because you're losing the abillity to write about anything under the sun and losing the abillity to do whatsoever.. sigh..*injured knee cap?&lt;br /&gt;  ok.. first the downs.. in the morning.. captn ballZ and basketballZ.. s14n.. luckily nick swap with me basketball, because i cant really shoot hoops very well.. hmmmm.. though we lost the second round, but i like the part where zai cheong with the ballZ and almost score!.. w00tz.. didnt know he had the abillity?&lt;br /&gt;  captn ballZ? totally sucked. i was going like what the hell?.. both games we got the early lead, and lost it in the second half.. -_-''' sorry.. i know i must take some blame.. but sometimes they throw the ball damn high sia.. and that bo1 bo1 ar.. trip me, push my leg when i about to get the ballZ.. make my knee bloody blood?.. i could have had half the mind to push him back again.. no sportsmanship one!.. trip people never even give me a hand to stand up? nvm lah.. anyway i not scared of external wound.. at most bathing pain pain little bit.. but can tahan or should i say bear with it lah.. to cap it off, we lost 2 consecutive games, had so many injured players, and it rained so we couldn't even play the last match against 2e7.. what to do?&lt;br /&gt;  after school.. laze around for a bit, before going home to prepare for the afternoon movieZ.. wanted to watch new police story.. in the end, ended up watching yet another scary movie.. one missed call.. after watching the movie.. i swear im never gonna let my handphone leave my side so that i dont get any missed calls, oh well.. not bad anyways.. but i promise myself i want to watch new police story after exams one..&lt;br /&gt;  dinner timez.. happy fish? sg idol?.. i hope christopher dosent go out so fast.. though i have to admit, his singing is good, but the others are sometimes.. even better.. its hard to win people with both talent and supporters like Olinda..&lt;br /&gt;  after that, play a little game, tml no need to go to school!.. so can laze around for now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109834247095384947?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109834247095384947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109834247095384947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109834247095384947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109834247095384947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-life-sure-is-full-of-ups-and-downs.html' title='my life sure is full of ups and downs..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109826528190160688</id><published>2004-10-20T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T21:07:25.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u really think you can do it? all u need to do is to try your best and bleHz</title><content type='html'>  hey everyone.. its me again once more.. (obivously, but im lame).. brand new blogskinZ.. no more ---&gt; 'fagz' calling my blog sg idol based or saying my template is very boring.. im trying to load a song into my blog, only i cant seem to find what song to put in.. any suggestion?  new tagboard.. new blogskin.. new issue.. but old me?.. guess so..&lt;br /&gt;  ok its yet another boring day at school.. i cant seem to go out as often as before the exams now.. mainly because im broke.. my pockets seem to have a hole in it.. that money seems to come out faster than it can even go in.. so what to do?.. stay at home and write blogs.. play games lor.. &lt;br /&gt;  since i have nothing much to write about today, and its not a very exciting highlight of my life.. i'll just talk about something, which is worth considering..&lt;br /&gt;  before u read this part of my blog, read my title.. its pretty relevant.. *u think u can do it? all u need to do is to try your best and bleHz.. even though u may not get the results you're hoping, wishing, expecting for.. but what matters is u tried ur best.. and nothing else..&lt;br /&gt;  take for example, u see today.. whatever that benson guy which i hate said, and mr sim.. its just a game.. actually.. what he says does have sense.. and sometimes.. it sure dosent make sense.. the part where its just a game.. well its just a game!.. dont really take it so seriously that you've lost.. as long as you've tried your best.. its really what matters.. on the other hand.. if everyone treats this like a game.. there will be no more competitive spirit and bleaHz and bleaHz..&lt;br /&gt;  so id like to say a very good job to the soccer boys and and capt ballZ girls.. though you didnt beat the opponents.. but good job lahz..&lt;br /&gt;  well theres nothing much left for me to write bbuaiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109826528190160688?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109826528190160688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109826528190160688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109826528190160688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109826528190160688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/10/u-really-think-you-can-do-it-all-u.html' title='u really think you can do it? all u need to do is to try your best and bleHz'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109783751301590091</id><published>2004-10-15T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T17:20:57.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the h1gHl1gH+$ oF tH3 m0n+h!</title><content type='html'>  wahoo!! wahoo!! im so happy i could.. erm.. oops i forgot.. never mind, it dosent matter anymore. the great thing about today.. ITS THE END OF SEC 2 STREAMING EXAMS.. wahahahahaz.. sec 3 = honeymoon year?.. but must not slack lah.. must have basic foundations.. planning for secondary 4 O-levels already?.. thats a far far.. way far ahead..&lt;br /&gt;  ok id like to give acknowledgements to all those who read my blog!.. though it can be a little draggy.. a little boring, a little intresting too.. but id like to thank u to 'peng chang' my bloggie!.. though i may have mixed feelings on the comments.. some people think my blog is really intresting.. its a joy to read heh.. but some think my blog is really boring.. just the same 6 letter word to describe all my blogs eh? B-O-R-I-N-G.. sorry lor.. but if u think my blog is really boring.. please.. give my some comments on how to improve it?&lt;br /&gt;  ok ive got LOTS to say about this blog.. LOTS and LOTS.. firstly.. singapore idol!.. my idols.. David.. though out.. Christopher.. prolly out 2nite.. Jerry.. i like that living legacy song a lot.. prolly humming subconciously that 'im just a living legacy' tune all they long.. and last but not least.. Taufilk.. i think hes a really great singer, although the judges disagreed that he was good at the top 30 stages.. but hasant he proved hes a great talent?.. pity he may have to go for national service again.. poor guy, got the talent, got the X-factor.. got everything.. only got to go to ns too..&lt;br /&gt;  secondly.. the exams!.. some i think i do not so good.. some i think i can do really well and some i think i do average lor.. just dont want to do any long distance worrying until tuesday.. one more thing to say.. during exams.. i would wake up 5 times in the night.. sleep only at 12.. and wake up at 5.. mainly because i scared i forget all the notes i made during the exam.. u really should see how thick all my notes for all the subjects are!.. Although last minute cramping, no mental block lah.. chinese got a little bit at the start, but luckily i managed to get back my memory in the nick of time lor..&lt;br /&gt;  thirdly.. its party time!.. its computer time!.. its so great.. i havent been to watch a movie for more than a month.. oh my gosh.. how did i ever survive that.. and i havent been using much of the computer for a period of time.. how did i ever bear iwth the pain and agony? This..  glowing talisman in my heart seems to be glowing to pull me through everything.. anything for me.. someimtes.. even i find it unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;  fourthly.. sometimes there can be a certain agony in waiting for your results.. time waits for no man.. i just hope time runs away faster.. instead of waiting for me.. its been such a long time since i last blogged too.. time really passes fast when you're not time concious.. but time pasts really slow when u hope it pasts fast.. &lt;br /&gt;  fifthly?.. i'd like to say that the post exam activities are really boring.. those in the quadrangle.. are like.. u dont even know whose playing badminton with who and soccer takes place in the middle of those badminton crowd.. i mean like.. shouldnt there be a certain restriction so that certain classes can play at certain times?.. most of the time.. u see the big boys.. they challenge u to a game and u lose.. so u have to give up your side of the 'turf' for them.. if u dont agree with them.. i guess you'll just have to taste their fists..&lt;br /&gt;  sixthly?.. i would have to say.. very paiseh.. sorry paiseh sorry paiseh.. if u know what i mean..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109783751301590091?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109783751301590091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109783751301590091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109783751301590091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109783751301590091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/10/h1ghl1gh-of-th3-m0nh.html' title='the h1gHl1gH+$ oF tH3 m0n+h!'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109604200370027680</id><published>2004-09-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T00:06:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only i could</title><content type='html'>if only i could..&lt;br /&gt; buy a better comp to install my ro propery without my comp hanging and coming out problems.. &lt;br /&gt;if only i could turn back time.. &lt;br /&gt;and go back to the dates and tests to make sure it wasant such a disaster in each of them this week.. &lt;br /&gt;if only i could&lt;br /&gt; have such better luck this week.. &lt;br /&gt;if only i could&lt;br /&gt; know what to study for the hisotry test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet u must be thinking.. if only nicolas would shuttup with his if onlys.. so before u start cursing and swearing at me.. id like to say its only my quote for todays blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  see how many if onlys i have in my blog?.. theres so much to do.. but yet after u do it you still continue to brood about it.. which makes u feel pissed and sometimes.. even fruastrated..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so now i have a new direction of thinking and make sure i dont look back at the past because its probably history.. speaking of history, i forgot the definition of commisson and the definition of  cu.. ok now u must be really mad at me for talking abot the past, but sometimes, u just cant help it but brood about it, ok so from now on, im looking forwards, not backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  so, what changed this stubborn guys mind? that phrase from the drama serial, what was it again, (oh shit im brooding about the past shows just now) the phrase is, u live for the present and future, you dont live for the past. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  gave some really deep thoughts to that, and realise, why should i brood about the past anyway? just forget about it and get on with my life, why not?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  so here i am, a reformed guy who sings the skyy sia banana man song everytime he gets fruastrated because it cheers me up with that catchy tune.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  but, there are some things worth talking about this week, that i simply cant help but recall the past. (watch me rattle about the past weeks events) &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  we will start from last friday, cos thats exactly a week, just give me a minute to rack my brains on the highlights of last friday.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  ok last friday: sort of did nothing except get really angry trying to download ro, and had a really sian feeling about ncc&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  last saturday: had a tiring day of ncc, was gonna break down that moment, but try to hold on lor.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  last sunday: had dinner with my relatives and get ready for school&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  last monday: same school day, only in the afternoon i sneaked out to watch raising &lt;br /&gt;               helen.. (dun mistaken.. its very stupid to say that i watched this&lt;br /&gt;               movie with my girlfriend because its not a boyfriend girlfriend kinda &lt;br /&gt;               movie) i watched it with my friends.. just friends.. ok?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  last tuesday: same school day, only i had tuition&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  last wednesday: i think yu jing scolded me because i go up, leaving her with k.h.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  last thursday: i think i pissed raymond off by leaving &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  this friday:  yu jing and k.h. come my house, to try to download ro but to no avail&lt;br /&gt;                because my comp either cannot read the disc or cannot open the file &lt;br /&gt;                or hang. i also got score one during P.E. (yay) tyco one.. though we &lt;br /&gt;                lost by a pretty big margin (i think)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109604200370027680?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109604200370027680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109604200370027680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109604200370027680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109604200370027680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/09/if-only-i-could.html' title='if only i could'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109560406625391432</id><published>2004-09-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T22:27:46.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only one word to describe my feelings today: pissed</title><content type='html'>  im so pissed.. totally pissed.. so pissed that i wrecked havoc around the house with my knuckles banging everything i saw.. with my knuckles of course.. and of course.. the wall wount break.. instead.. my knuckles swelled.. &lt;br /&gt;  ok.. this morning.. head heavy.. sore throat.. cough.. argh.. i feel sick.. zzz.. at least its not so bad.. so i go barber 2 cut my hair.. the barber try to make conversation with me.. say my hair thick.. ask my what school i am.. whether i got girlfriend anot.. say about my pimples.. at least he was friendly.. the only part which didnt piss me off at all.. &lt;br /&gt;  afternoon.. lunch at CS.. the foodcourt sucked man.. the food sucks.. the service sucks.. its hard to find tables.. the worst nightmare.. only part thats not worst is the stall i was queuing at.. i was the only one over there..&lt;br /&gt;  oh yeah did i mention?.. i started downloading kRO only to realise that the freaking bullshit thingy.. HANGED AT NIGHT.. it said what invalid crap.. i dont even know how raymond managed to download kRO.. its impossible.. gah.. crap..&lt;br /&gt;  at night.. i ate at some weird restaurant in the market.. man the fumes coming out of the car was killing me.. sick.. sheesh.. and when i came home.. i realised the kRO hanged and invalid part.. which totally pissed me off.. im so pissed i could even bang the wall till it cracks with my knuckles now.. &lt;br /&gt;  i dont understand.. why do things like these.. that are so bad.. all happen in one day.. good luck and bad luck should be spreaded equally among everyone.. its so fair some people get such great luck whereas people like me.. sigh.. get some crappy luck all the time.. its never fair.. LIFE IS UNFAIR.. what can i say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109560406625391432?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109560406625391432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109560406625391432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109560406625391432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109560406625391432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/09/only-one-word-to-describe-my-feelings.html' title='only one word to describe my feelings today: pissed'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109551700260803716</id><published>2004-09-18T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T22:16:42.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how sucky can a day get.. VERY</title><content type='html'>  this issue's bout the crap of me complaining of all the crap that happend to me today.. firstly.. NCC sucked.. totally.. do pt.. touch the fence 7-8times..[ once because i forgot to bring beret] and the next thing u know.. ur kissing the floor doing pushups.. man was about to die by the end of the ncc session.. the heat almost killed the hell out of me.. damn IFC.. and the crappy game ncc played.. the water one.. s14n.. &lt;br /&gt;  than i wait at canteen.. do nth much.. talk to ppl.. waiting for [k.h] to come out of co room.. still cant believe how he managed to get the kRO disc from yu jing.. proves to show that the impossible can still be done.. though whatever he said.. lend disc to me after he finish loading.. heh i also want 2 load.. in the end.. he tell me to follow him to #201 to get topup card.. wah lao.. ur hse downstairs provision shop also have.. y must go to #201.. lame..&lt;br /&gt;  at home.. come home hoping my load goes fine.. but.. who'd have expected.. THE BLOODY COMP SCREEN TELL ME OUT OF RANGE SO I RESTART MY COMP.. THAN MY LOAD I FIND OUT NOT LOADED.. ARGH.. got so pissed that i threw my stinky ncc socks and those heavy boots at the comp.. can still see the crack in the screen made by the throwing of my boots.. oh well.. no choice but to dl ro off the disc.. hopefully.. i want to try private server!..&lt;br /&gt;  man the feeling off ncc still lingers of me.. the heat in my body.. still not dispeled yet.. sore throat.. feel totally ill.. so the whole day.. never do much.. use a little com.. do a little hw.. sleep a little.. little bit of everything la.. &lt;br /&gt;  at night.. my parents buy back dinner for me.. frm market.. hor fun.. sucks like hell.. at least i thought so.. mainly because of my sore throat.. and id feel everything sucked.. after that.. here i am.. typing my blog.. man.. talking about all this crap.. the sore throat is itching me.. argh.. i need that HAI DI YE.. a.k.a miracle healer sore throat/cough syrup.. though it tastes like crap.. and its so thick.. even thicker than the kopi-o that i drank many years ago.. still cant forget that bitter feeling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109551700260803716?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109551700260803716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109551700260803716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109551700260803716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109551700260803716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-sucky-can-day-get-very.html' title='how sucky can a day get.. VERY'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109515362705382793</id><published>2004-09-14T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T17:20:27.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again.. the studying blues haunt me..</title><content type='html'>  ok.. no more playing of much games for me.. esp. dota ones.. EXAMS ARE COMING.. AHHHHHHHH just 5 more weeks and its KABOOM exams are here.. hmm.. gotta study DNT.. forgot bout that for a long long time though.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;  today.. nothing much in school.. except for the part where miss teo never come.. though i spent my time studying.. exams coming what.. what to say.. time 2 b guai kia.. wait a min.. ive always been one..&lt;br /&gt;  after school.. MORE STUDYING.. ARGH.. revise some maths questions.. than go eat at canteen with kh.. stupid chilli fight and throwing the god damn fishball into my bowl.. next time u watch out.. ill throw that freaking chilli into ur bowl than u know.. though i BU GAN YUAN.. i want 2 win that chilli fight one.. make me suffer so much eating that yong tau foo filled with chilli.. sick man..&lt;br /&gt;  after that i have my tuition.. nothing much.. cept for that.. wait a min.. i have nothing to tell.. hmm.. eh.. chinese textbook GOT MY NAME.. w00t.. only problem is.. they say i kana pecked by birds OMG.. that totally sucks.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109515362705382793?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109515362705382793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109515362705382793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109515362705382793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109515362705382793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/09/once-again-studying-blues-haunt-me.html' title='once again.. the studying blues haunt me..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109488372693500073</id><published>2004-09-11T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T14:22:06.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling crammed.. argh</title><content type='html'>  hmmmm.. nothing much to say today because i never go out.. just in case ncc call me.. ask me why i never go.. anyway the website never say any crap.. no one phone me.. so i dont go lor..&lt;br /&gt;  so for this blog.. its self evaluation.. hmmm.. i have to cram so many things into just a mere 6weeks.. want to play more dota.. want to watch more movies.. want to get better grades.. want to finish school homework.. but no time 4 everything.. ok i just realised something.. my blog.. not many can understand.. sorry 2 all for the inconvenience though.. because these recent posts are only 'some' people can understand one.. ok not some.. i mean not even 2.. so paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;  holidays.. going out so often.. burn hole in my pocket liao le.. left erm.. 4 dollars in wallet?.. s14n.. movies lor.. so ex.. they really should make movies cheaper.. for people with little sch money like --&gt;me&lt;-- to watch more of em.. though i wont want to watch now because i want 2 get into the stream i want.. PHY + CHEM.. dunno why people want to take bio.. its such a.. weird subject.. id prefer phy + chem anyday.. really want 2 get into double science.. heard POA is a sucky subject for the weaker ones so i try not to take lor.. speaking of the list.. i better fill it up hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;  im cramming my history this week.. trying to learn the crappy lee kwan yew and lim chin song.. damn.. but one day.. kids will see yong wen hao on textbook.. not as a bad guy but good guy hor.. dun insult me -_-..&lt;br /&gt;  basically.. i just suck at languages.. and i suck in lots of subjects.. argh dont feel like talking anymore .. weather so hot.. go play one last game today.. than its study time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109488372693500073?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109488372693500073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109488372693500073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109488372693500073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109488372693500073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/09/feeling-crammed-argh.html' title='feeling crammed.. argh'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109465474320541210</id><published>2004-09-08T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T09:24:20.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u go girl!</title><content type='html'>  2day.. a really great day.. bursting with excitement and warmth.. where i realised im not alone caring for myself in the lonely world.. if any classmates reading this rite.. dont u think that there is so much jealousy to get better results than ur other classmates ( i admit i sometimes do it too sigh ).. everyone carin for himself or herself.. that no one can be themselves.. everyones putting on a mask.. deceiving others and themselves.. sigh.. cant be myself in class anymore..&lt;br /&gt;morning.. holiday rite.. but i cannot get enough sleep.. 6:30 woke up.. unwillingly by Yati.. cuz something wrong with my handphone alarm which didnt ring at the time i set but instead.. ring every 5 minutes from 7:50 onwards.. make me so pissed i switched off the whole damn alarm..&lt;br /&gt;morning quite sian.. miss kums class where me ( the usually messy guy ) as usual.. was the messiest in setting up electrical circuits that.. i confused myself too.. though i had to admit.. practicals aerent as boring as theory science lessons.. after that.. gongkias want 2 play soccer but i cannot.. sorry.. 10:30 i need 2 rush to watch performance ar!&lt;br /&gt;10:30.. i go watch performance.. at _____ sch.. cannot tell u la.. my confedential secret.. because blog is for everyone 2 ready.. and i know u got read my blog as much as i read ur blog.. so ive only got one word for u in ur future performances : U GO GIRL!.. u rocked the whole stage today man.. totally.. i videotape ur dance for u.. haha for me 2 enjoy if i feel sad or depressed next time.. not to mention.. u like my new song anot? i sing esp. 4 u one u know.. ok la.. my singing sucks.. but its the thought that counts rite.. somemore my singing so original.. got my name and ur name in it.. i compose one leh..&lt;br /&gt;after that got a lot of details rite.. i dont want 2 say.. secret between both of us ok?.. confedential.. but i had a great day spending time with u.. hope u had with me too.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109465474320541210?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109465474320541210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109465474320541210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109465474320541210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109465474320541210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/09/u-go-girl.html' title='u go girl!'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109420490647020409</id><published>2004-09-03T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T17:48:26.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch hols blues?</title><content type='html'>  ok b4 i begin.. DongFanGbI1y.. i just want 2 tell u.. dun scold bad word in my blog lah.. wahlao eh.. u can write about me in ur blog.. talk cock in ur blog.. i dont give a damn.. prolly cuz i dont really read ur blog except for like.. once in a month?.. and sam ar.. got ur comment.. i dont talk about my private life on the blog k?.. just talk some cock that u wont really find appreciative. enuff?&lt;br /&gt;  ok.. this is where my blog really begins.. u see sch hols coming liao rite?.. everyone feels HAPPY.. yeah well.. im prolly the only one who feels SAD.. DEPRESSED.. GLOOMY.. ARGHY.. not to mention ANGER.. dont u just hate it when ur money is so limited.. ur wallet feels so thin.. i dont mean filled with 2$ notes those kinds but at least 10 hor..  u see.. theres so many movies i want to watch.. but so limited cash.. when people ask u.. which has happend to me like a gazillion times.. wanna watch a movie.. we're watching (____ movie) next week.. u hafta say.. sorry.. little broke next week..  if u really feel like that.. normally get damn pissed when u realise ur money runs out very fast.. high 5.. we're on the same boat..&lt;br /&gt;  tomolo.. no ncc well thats pretty good news.. except tomolo i have to go for meet the parents session.. which i expect will be.. BAD.. and after that rush to sch homecoming day.. where i really want to meet chen lao shi so badly (ARGH havent seen her for a long long time) shes my source of inspiration to sort of study.. though shes retired as shes i think maybe in her 50's or 60's.. really a time to retire as shes been teaching in the school ever since its been built.. come think of it.. once.. she came to school for higher mother tongue lesson asap even though her car broke down in the rain.. shes never missed a day of lesson.. even though she may have sore throat.. cold.. loss of voice etc. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;  after that go for some dinner than i go home liaoz.. nothing much to talk about.. yeah im pretty glad 2 of my fav sg idols got in to the final 10! David Yeo and Christopher Michael Lee.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109420490647020409?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109420490647020409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109420490647020409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109420490647020409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109420490647020409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/09/sch-hols-blues.html' title='sch hols blues?'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109317096626781684</id><published>2004-08-22T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T18:36:06.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worthless sunday.. not very intresting at all</title><content type='html'>  today.. of course is sunday.. sitting at the comp wondering.. who invented the phrase saying not everydays a sunday? (meaning not everyday is the day thing go the right way for u) when sunday totally sucks.. oh nvm bout that.. man cant seem to get the banana song off my head though its been over for 2 weeks already.. ring ring ring ring ring banana.. ring ring ring.. my head goes bonkers now..&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/7560994-109317096626781684?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109317096626781684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109317096626781684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109317096626781684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109317096626781684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/08/worthless-sunday-not-very-intresting.html' title='worthless sunday.. not very intresting at all'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109301221110793940</id><published>2004-08-20T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T22:30:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i specially dedicate this post to: the fag.. the really true fag.. a.k.a DongFangBilly a.k.a auntie killer a.k.a son of a lich</title><content type='html'>  ok first and foremost.. i would like to dedicate this issue of my blog to..(music of excitement is palyed) FAG.. yeah i know u like to read my blogs and comment about it to me.. oh yeah and the previous issue UR INCLUDED in the last part.. forgot to mention that to you.. hell yeah..&lt;br /&gt;  i know ur reading this FAG.. so id like to say.. hows ur nose surgery?.. must be okey.. only those aunties keep giving u flowers and soups rite ^^.. i know sure one..&lt;br /&gt;  u know i very seldom dedicate my posts to.. people so ur one that leaves a deep impression on me because not only do u look like a fag.. u smell, and feel like a fag too.. oh yeah.. and you're a fag..so.. the best name for u.. is naturally fag.. who likes to watch really lame shows like apprentice ^^..&lt;br /&gt;  another reason for the deep impression.. fag keeps stealing my wc3 time ^^ esp. when he refuses to admit that im better than him in dota in every hero.. except for maybe the skilless bone fletcher which dosent require much skill cuz all u need to do is to wind walk behind that fellow rite.. than after that open searing arrows.. strafe and lots of other crappy stuff..  so.. ill own u in dota ^^ cuz.. U SUCK at it =P..&lt;br /&gt;  u see i even sacrifice my blogging issues and my comp time just to write about this FAG.. who writes 'faggoty' stuff inside his blog.. course lah.. hes a FAG what.. what can u expect from a fag?.. of course 'faggoty' stuff la.. aiyoh..&lt;br /&gt;  u see this issue is about criticising u.. so if u dun wanna see this kinda issue again.. maybe u should stop reading my blog.. hmm.. good idea.. man u know i can write an biography about u.. because there are about a million and one 'faggoty stuff' i can think of.. of u of course.. so to everyone reading this arcticle.. if u know who this 'fag' is hor.. dont tell anyone.. they will find out sooner or later ^^ fag will never change its fag behaviour..&lt;br /&gt;  k la actually want to criticise u some more one.. but my time limited.. 2molo got ncc.. or not this issue may go on for about 200pages of blog stuff worth.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;note: anyone can read this article.. even the FAG himself.. any comments plz post if u want to tell me more about the FAG people around u.. just contact me ^^ i have experience with fags who keep punching u around all day -_-'''..&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the FAG&lt;br /&gt;(marcy boi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109301221110793940?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109301221110793940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109301221110793940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109301221110793940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109301221110793940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-specially-dedicate-this-post-to-fag.html' title='i specially dedicate this post to: the fag.. the really true fag.. a.k.a DongFangBilly a.k.a auntie killer a.k.a son of a lich'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109257765079633088</id><published>2004-08-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T21:49:04.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been a long time since i lost updated blog</title><content type='html'>ok to all u people who read my blog constantly just to check whether ive had a new post or not.. this ones gonna blow u all out cuz its gonna be loaDs of details.. esp. since been a long long long.. LONG LONG.. time since i last updated this damn blog of mine..&lt;br /&gt;firstly.. CAMP FEAST.. man that totally sucked.. well not for the paintball cuz i owned this camper and.. i got owned because i was a camper too.. i mean.. camp food totally sucks.. didnt eat much.. and the games over there totally sucked.. not to mention the lousy campfire.. which was like the size of a basketball court.. squeezy as hell.. what cosy? i dont see anyone working together as a team.. esp. when ur singing sucks and u have to participate some 'camp idol' which u dont even know how to sing rubben studdards songs.. and u need yong jie to teach u how to sing his songs because all you've ever listened to from idols is clay aiken.. and some crappy singapore idols singers (notice ive watched singapore idol because im writing this blog after sg idol and not rite after camp hor) to cap it all off.. it sucks..&lt;br /&gt;ok ill skip all those not very important stuff.. crap and.. crap and crap and blah and blah and blah.. and go straight to the main points.. ok for national day.. class won this prize.. though not really a highlight to me.. than.. main highlight was that NDP PERFORMANCE.. man with those handsome and smart looking uniformed group army.. police.. SAF.. not to mention those girls stuning u.. with their great moves and the choir singing home.. with some weird shanice girl who cant sing well.. seemed to be a winner of some central show..&lt;br /&gt;pity i went to BATAM on that day.. i so anti-patriotic rite -_- cannot help it lah as much as i dont like to go my parents will want me to go what.. aiyo.. but i still got to watch the show in the hotel ^^.. but at batam i go casino play jackpot ( u jealous? i mature what.. they let me in though i only 14 ) ^^ and some crappy diamond shopping centre with nothing inside it -_-'''...&lt;br /&gt;ok not to mention.. that.. many many many MANY MANY.. tests are coming right up so im studying for crappy history and loads of other crap.. oh well thats life for me..&lt;br /&gt;ok to all u peeps out there.. this is SOME REALLY SPECIAL news for u since u would've been bored or gored to death by my.. seemingly boring blog.. love.. has coming knocking on my door!.. now who said opportunity dosent knock on every mans door twice?!?! all u go to do is listen.. ok maybe its not knock maybe its just the doorbell ^^.. more details ar.. come to me lah so i know u got read my blog.. where she live her photo everything ar COME TO ME FOR IT.. but only 2 people plz dun come 2 me.. sam and san-_-.. DO NOT mention this plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz.. because u always hor.. nvm.. and if u all talk 2 me about this.. i would do this 2 u.. esp. sam -_-''' trust me i will ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109257765079633088?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109257765079633088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109257765079633088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109257765079633088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109257765079633088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/08/been-long-time-since-i-lost-updated.html' title='been a long time since i lost updated blog'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109092343657966445</id><published>2004-07-27T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T18:17:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DONT FEEL LIKE GOING FOR CAMP FEAST AND TAKING TESTS</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; today.. stressful?.. lame?.. very like ARGH? take your pick.. totally like hell.. chinese ting xie.. than got sudden english compo than got history test wah sian..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; so many test in one day may be stressful but i thought i did okey lah.. just that i think of camp feast than sian dun want to write also liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109092343657966445?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109092343657966445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109092343657966445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109092343657966445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109092343657966445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-dont-feel-like-going-for-camp-feast.html' title='I DONT FEEL LIKE GOING FOR CAMP FEAST AND TAKING TESTS'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109074270839654831</id><published>2004-07-25T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T16:05:08.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warm sunday..</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; today sunday.. morning wake up watch tv.. nothing much.. eat breakfast.. do homework and lotsa crap.. than play comp.. but overplay the comp.. mum scold me.. and nothing much..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; afternoon.. more comp?.. than after that in night watch x-men.. and im not sure what else.. sleep lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109074270839654831?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109074270839654831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109074270839654831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109074270839654831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109074270839654831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/warm-sunday.html' title='warm sunday..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109074249995169005</id><published>2004-07-25T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T16:02:11.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; today.. sian diao lah.. nothing much 2 write about.. except worry for the upcoming history test.. chinese test.. maths test.. and science test.. worst part about it is.. all in one week oh my gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; usual ncc on saturaday 2day.. go gys.. where joseph lim wore that really weird white shirt that i swore i saw it on a girl when i went out yesterday.. maybe unisex lor.. though looks more like for girls to me..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; ncc we get to be the commanders now.. command the platoon.. laugh at each others mistakes.. nothing much except cant seem to learn the commands before sediap.. and see band march too&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; after ncc.. go home see my bro play comp but i got play little bit myself too la.. than at night.. go to century square country mana..(15percent closing down sale over there?).. than after that buy my track pants for camp feast.. though i really tried to persuade my mother to buy for me that n-gage.. she didnt seem to convinced.. i dont buy because for games lor.. inside got&amp;nbsp;a lot of features i want to use one lor.. so rite now holding the n-gage brochure.. wOOt&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; after that come home.. my bro play comp until late late.. make me cannot sleep properly.. though i watched a little bit myself too.. than not 2 mention i miss copa america -_-''' sleep time lor..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109074249995169005?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109074249995169005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109074249995169005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109074249995169005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109074249995169005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/ciaoz.html' title=''/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109059989457280086</id><published>2004-07-24T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T00:24:54.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the totally sian friday</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; today.. prolly one of those totally sian days where racial harmony totally sucked like hell..&amp;nbsp;in sch.. lame performances.. in which at regular intervals i would say 'lame'.. so sian.. practically half asleep urgh..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; than the lame hands on activity.. where everyone does the lame artwork.. i did mine with zhai.. who improvised on the bottercaps and all those bullshit.. amazing how he manages to make the best out of everything all those these always gets him into deep shit.. my art work was the worst among the whole class with all the colours mixed to form a dark black on the glue wOOt.. than i colour my face.. with some dots here and there not to mention a red dot on my forehead.. though i cant seem to wash it off now.. though i loved it =P.. though wasant my doing.. than after that jeezer help me highlight my hair green.. unique unlike other people mah.. rite im the only one with green hair in school sOng bO.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; than&amp;nbsp;after school nothing much so i decided to go home early at about 2 plus.. come back from school.. see those stupid fish die due to contamination of the fish tank.. causing arowana to go hugry for awhile.. than after that i bath than go 2 sleep lor..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; only after i wake up i realise my handphone got 8 missed call.. woah.. all called from the same person.. to ask me something about tomorrow organise something but than i tell him i too sian to organise anything.. though it evantually will end up with me being the entertainer.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; so nothing much so after watch tv.. play some computer games than sleep lor.. what else can do.. prolly one of the very sian days i had today.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109059989457280086?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109059989457280086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109059989457280086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109059989457280086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109059989457280086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/totally-sian-friday.html' title='the totally sian friday'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109050662669140798</id><published>2004-07-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T22:30:26.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ok lah to everything thursday..</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; today.. school very boring.. except for science and english la.. nothing much else.. so today in school 4 science everybody all so humji.. dont want 2 touch the inside of the goats heart.. i think except me.. feel so proud =).. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; than english go to the stupid lab only to find out no internet connection but still okey lah.. dont bother&amp;nbsp;me much.. as long as can get a breather outisde the classroom lor.. ahahah sian..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; after school kick some soccer with east spring boys and nas classmates than go home.. erm see my dad come home so early in years.. totally unusual.. and finally sleep after writing this lame stupid blog.. lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109050662669140798?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109050662669140798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109050662669140798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109050662669140798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109050662669140798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/ok-lah-to-everything-thursday.html' title='the ok lah to everything thursday..'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109041340384150842</id><published>2004-07-21T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T22:27:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of the best wednesdays i ever had</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; wOh.. what&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;great day.. and when i mean a great day.. i dont mean morning or night.. just the afternoon.. morning sian as usual.. do sch work.. hardi..kum.. teo all got come.. bore me 2 death like siao.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; than came the afternoon.. one of the best parts.. actually&amp;nbsp;thought 2day got play soccer.. so stay back but who know... no soccer at all.. so sian.. BUT.. turned out 2 be a blessing in disguise wahaha.. sitting at home in front of the couch still in uniform.. somebody special call me watch movie.. so i go lor..&amp;nbsp;(personal one hor) so dont ask me.. OH CRAP MY BROS BACK AHH BB&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Part 2:......&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; want 2 know what movie i watch?!?!.. windstruck!! though a little old but perfect 4 2 ppl 2 watch lah.. though she dosent really get what im trying to say huh?!?!.. sian.. the actor and actress all very like... chio.. and shuai lah.. ahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; at night.. come home with the usual screams.. but take it as if like singing than sleep lor&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/7560994-109041340384150842?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109041340384150842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109041340384150842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109041340384150842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109041340384150842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/one-of-best-wednesdays-i-ever-had.html' title='one of the best wednesdays i ever had'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109032698272331659</id><published>2004-07-20T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T20:32:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the damn unlucky monday</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; today monday bloody hell annoying.. though in class.. can relax because kum and Mrs Esther Wong never come w00t.. though my happiness was shortlived.. so damn sian.. recess go out eat something than come back&amp;nbsp;to get another free period from kum.. than have boring maths.. nothing much.. after school so sian.. made to stay back by ong.. i mean.. whats wrong with tucking out ur shirt.. its what everyone does what -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; after that go tuition.. nothing much.. than go home watch tv than sleep lor zzz&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/7560994-109032698272331659?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109032698272331659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109032698272331659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109032698272331659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109032698272331659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/damn-unlucky-monday.html' title='the damn unlucky monday'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-109012037765799909</id><published>2004-07-18T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T14:47:48.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday.. which was saturdays lousy orientierring</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; ok im talking about yesterday.. so if u wanna listen 2 today.. its in the morning now so i cant write about today as the series of events hasant happend yet.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; yesterdays orienteering totally s-u-c-k-e-d.. not to mention the growing years series.. sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; in yesterdays growing years series.. joseph lim tell me to read out some script lor.. but then.. read until halfway got some word the b word thing.. cant force myself to read it.. its not the word thats obcene that i cant bear to read.. but it was the name..&amp;nbsp;oh thats personal&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i mean like.. of all&amp;nbsp;names.. whyd the name&amp;nbsp;and the script i had to read be that name?.. too much of a coincidence huh?.. maybe&amp;nbsp;he purposely one also i dunno.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; ok so after that.. try to put down those heavy feelings and hapi hapi go orienteering.. but&amp;nbsp;who knows.. turned out to be a nightmare.. so damn hard to find the stops and&amp;nbsp;everything.. not to mention took one hour to find the first checkpoint..&amp;nbsp;by the time find it times&amp;nbsp;up liaoz.. sigh so in the end fail lor.. actually pass one lorZ.. not to mention i cannot run because i in charge of the part A's in our team.. so damn sian ar.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; at night.. forced to go 2 chinatown with&amp;nbsp;everyone.. though&amp;nbsp;we ate&amp;nbsp;at the.. overpriced yum cha.. just a few crap and it was like so expensive -_-'''... if u read this rite.. dun ever go chinatown cuz.. u wont like it like me? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; than i play warcraft until 3 am when i come home..&amp;nbsp;first sign of sleepiness for me&amp;nbsp;---- yawning.. after like the 50th yawn and the eyelids&amp;nbsp;closing any minute now.. i decided to sleep and thus.. sleep lor..&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-109012037765799909?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/109012037765799909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=109012037765799909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109012037765799909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/109012037765799909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/yesterday-which-was-saturdays-lousy.html' title='yesterday.. which was saturdays lousy orientierring'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-108989934427498522</id><published>2004-07-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T21:49:04.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame thursday.. eh?</title><content type='html'>  today is the lame thursday.. not to mention the day before we have to hand up the lame maths trail.. i mean.. wont it be stupid to do the questions you've done?.. its not reasonable for the other contestants huh?!?! so today.. after school i stay back with michele and derrick 2 do the damn lame project.. after that than.. erm.. lets see.. i played a little soccer with the rest.. than went home 4 my tuition.. ok.. now tuition was ok.. damn lame too.. thats why duh.. my title is lame thursday..&lt;br /&gt;  before i knew it.. it was already dinner.. i put down my bloody mouse and went to eat dinner while watching double hap.. though the episode was really lame too.. &lt;br /&gt;  than after watching the tv without noticing the time, my mum came home too.. the usual nagging for not doing ur homeowork which everyone does.. though it goes through a death ear in me.. i mean the unreasonable nagging ones..&lt;br /&gt;  so damn lame being scolded even at night rite.. so faster go 2 sleep lor.. so lame..&lt;br /&gt;  now you know why my thursday so lame?.. u would also be lame to read this =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-108989934427498522?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/108989934427498522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=108989934427498522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108989934427498522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108989934427498522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/lame-thursday-eh.html' title='lame thursday.. eh?'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-108945140293001394</id><published>2004-07-10T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T17:23:22.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bloody endless and boring saturday</title><content type='html'>  ok to all my enemies in school or outside school.. you'll be thrilled to read this arcticle.. and not to mention overjoyed.. so dun get a heart attack of happiness when u read this.. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;  today morning, i went to ncc.. just to tell seargent hakim i sprained my ankle so i can go home lor.. but.. they took my attendance and i was forced to stay here lor! so damn sian.. 5 hours doing nothing but roaming the school.. as if i hadnt done that for the past 1 and a half years huh?!?!.. so go there see people play basketball, soccer.. see band play music.. see ncc part A cock up.. kana pump by those seargeants.. see for one of the first times the part B marching standard and of course.. ate breakfast lah.. duh.. though it was so damn hard to move all around the place with a sprained ankle.. luckily at around 12+ yongjie come and rescue me from boredom =P.. accompany me until 1+.. though i dunno why ncc end so late sia..&lt;br /&gt;  after that my dad came to fetch me and buy back for me mac.. than i eat while using the pc lorz.. play warcraft 3.. with the lifestealer who was insane and the slithereen guard with godly spells.. oh wait u dunno whats warcraft 3?.. its just a really neat computer games with a wide variety of different games inside it.. and best of all is.. after buying the cd for 54.90.. u dun need to pay to play the rest of the games! w00t!  &lt;br /&gt;  after that.. cannot go out because of the stupid ankle mah.. so my mum buy back for me dinner but i sleep liao than.. erm thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-108945140293001394?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/108945140293001394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=108945140293001394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108945140293001394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108945140293001394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/bloody-endless-and-boring-saturday.html' title='the bloody endless and boring saturday'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-108937736673584583</id><published>2004-07-09T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T20:49:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the friday which was both good and bad</title><content type='html'>  ok so today is friday.. got a lot of things to talk about sia.. not to mention the stuff.. i sneak into the comp so that i can write my blog leh!.. ok so i just mention the highlights because i dun have much time lah..&lt;br /&gt;  in sch rite.. got health checkup lolz.. pretty lame and sian.. though i was one of the first to go.. lucky they only check my backbone and ask me a few questions sia.. though i even more nervous than go on stage on talk lolx..&lt;br /&gt;  after sch.. go with nick and the rest 2 mac.. ok lah.. than go band room see timothy and enjoy aircon?.. after that kick soccer among the 3 of us.. not to mention faheems friend.. though my soccer totally sucked and got owned by all 3 of them..&lt;br /&gt;  after that go home than watch the copa america where brazil win the chi-whatever team 1-0 in injury time.. than eat, watch tv, play computer than sleep liao loh.. what else?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-108937736673584583?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/108937736673584583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=108937736673584583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108937736673584583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108937736673584583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/friday-which-was-both-good-and-bad.html' title='the friday which was both good and bad'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-108929653110295717</id><published>2004-07-08T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T22:22:11.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>any yet another blog hmm what 2 write</title><content type='html'>  today is just the same old plain damn thursday, where everyone in school worries whether or not their chinese spelling result sucks anot.. or whether its like 249/250.. which is almost totally impossible to achieve now huh?!?! than here comes mrs tock lecturing us on our attitute again.. as usual.. listen also damn sian liao&lt;br /&gt;  so later after that is science lor.. sit with jonho during science lesson can bully him by hiding books heh little bit fun.. though dun really have practical at all lah. than after that recess.. just realised from nabil and syafiq that must hand in reading log today right after recess, so start to chiong and copy syafiqs reading log.. until recess over. after recess, it was the ever =sacarstic= mdm sharifah who made us do comprehension, lucky quite short.. and after that miss teo lesson.. as usual, so-so though its pretty boring.. except when she call you to answer the questions lah..&lt;br /&gt;  after school liaoz.. than so fast have to make a decision.. whether to go for ncc or go to gym.. though in the end i follow faheem go ncc and do nothing over there except sign up for campfire lahz.. the scouts one. before ncc rite.. mr ong confistcate the ball that was malcolms whoa.. feel so guilty.. aiyoh.. say already more guilty.. because mr ong catch us playing ball in the rain sia.. dun talk about this liao lah.. i already so guilty now even more guilty lol..&lt;br /&gt;  ok than now i come back to the place i spend most of my time in === home hahaz.. go back see my bro using com whole day.. tell me that poly so slack.. next time i also want to go poly sia. watch the same old happy fish channel 8 serial drama, did a little homework, see my brother using the computer to play warcraft 3 while i can only watch -_- argh.. so infuriating.. lol&lt;br /&gt;  after that no need to say liao loh of course prepare to sleep and wake up.. only to know that tomorrow got history class test and the day after tomorrow got ncc? and growing years series? maybe the nights spent studying are sometimees better than how bad i thought it to be.. &lt;br /&gt; by the way rite.. tomorrow must prepare an item for ncc.. wearing smart 4.. whoa sian.. may do everything.. very embarassing.. may even do pole dancing LOL.. no lah.. im totally against that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-108929653110295717?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/108929653110295717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=108929653110295717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108929653110295717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108929653110295717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/any-yet-another-blog-hmm-what-2-write.html' title='any yet another blog hmm what 2 write'/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560994.post-108921106219107671</id><published>2004-07-07T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T22:37:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my very very first blog </title><content type='html'>ok so this is my first blog and maybe quite boring lah so tahan awhile as it gets intresting later lor.. u dun read than u sure regret one ah.. dun say i dun tell u ar. speaking of today, which is duh.. wednesday.. my sch bag very heavy leh, like inside got bar bell sia.. free gym training &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;  today morning wake up so damn sian, realize its the middle of the week and u have to go to school to study again, see miss teo, mr hardi, and all the other teachers.. the very last thing i want to see today.. except for seeing my ex on the streets.. totally embarassing lor.. if u ever had the taste of that huh.. though i doubt so.. how many peoeple actually meet the people they dun wanna see the most?!?!?!? i can tell u, i may be the only one.. zZz&lt;br /&gt;  ok lah paiseh my compo stinks so maybe my blog also stinks lor.. cannot help it lah no talent means no talent, so here i am talking crap to all of u who like to listen to my crap heh..&lt;br /&gt;  today DNT really like DNT(dynamite) so damn boring that i can explode any minute, except for the part where mr Lee crack some of his jokes(some lame some quite funny lah) than after that history whoa.. gonna be a boring lesson.. SIAN AR AIYOH..&lt;br /&gt;  ok so maybe i just have to add im a boy so my blogs aerent really that long for many like those of erm... i dunno lah.. i dun want 2 say names out later they paiseh.. see i so considerate =).. dun give me that unconvincing look lah i know u are having that look on your face now.. so wipe it off heh.. &lt;br /&gt; ok back 2 sch rite.. so history maybe not so bad lah with learning about world war 1.. ok lah not too boring just so-so.. but than no matter how good ur history teacher is rite.. nothing can change the fact that history is really boring&lt;br /&gt;  ok recess time... over before i could know it.. except for that desmond make me angry for one whole hour.. than i go back to normal.. dunno why cannot stay angry for more tha one hour one sia.. angry little bit than gone liao.. though sometimes the fist always comes right after i get angry =P heh though it never really touches anyones face except sometimes their shoulders..&lt;br /&gt;  so now we jump to after school lah the rest before that nothing to say.. what to say.. i hate graphs?!?!? ok i know everyone does.. so many lines until my forehead got lines.. wrinkles of stress from those bloody graphs i do from burning midnight oil.. though i dont really burn.. after school take bus home lor.. anyway must top up the ez-link card which has -0.02 cents &gt;.&lt; not to mention got tuition later.. so go home do some school homeowork lor aiyah anyway i seldom... or should i say rarely come home at around 2 plus one.. normally chill out until 4.. unless got tuition.. even if got nothing to do also wont go home one.. because home even less things to do mah zzz except for homework lah..&lt;br /&gt; so now the day suddenly passes as u read this and now its night.. the same old routine lor.. only 2nite can use computer hahaz &lt;br /&gt;  nothing much... now i gtgz bbuaiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7560994-108921106219107671?l=d3ccoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/feeds/108921106219107671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560994&amp;postID=108921106219107671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108921106219107671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560994/posts/default/108921106219107671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://d3ccoy.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-very-very-first-blog.html' title='my very very first blog '/><author><name>d3ccoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762465965510298601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
