<?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-7105307</id><updated>2011-08-14T23:04:45.916-07:00</updated><category term='COLD'/><category term='SHOWER'/><category term='april'/><category term='blues'/><category term='njcc'/><category term='two long months'/><title type='text'>lifeblog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-2891390096606665965</id><published>2008-08-16T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:18:14.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more</title><content type='html'>three more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seconds faster then i'd be k1500 champ&lt;br /&gt;months before it all ends&lt;br /&gt;weeks before the prelims&lt;br /&gt;days to the olympic kayaking competitions, awesome time its gonna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooooooood :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-2891390096606665965?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/2891390096606665965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/2891390096606665965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-more.html' title='3 more'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-2249756478375841523</id><published>2008-06-29T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:43.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIGHT BEFORE NATIONALS</title><content type='html'>realised i could do something cool with my messenger contacts: take away their nicknames which are either long and boring, or short and pathetic (oh dont be mad i was just kidding, im sure ALL you guys have meaningful nicknames) and turn them into my personal abbreviations:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/SGdnhkmMnRI/AAAAAAAAABU/B-tDrWjUzQ0/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/SGdnhkmMnRI/AAAAAAAAABU/B-tDrWjUzQ0/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217252519789239570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who had nice recognizable names like sengyeow, i wouldnt change them, cause you guys make the most sensible nicknames (: if you see how personal your nickname is on the picture and are pissed, dont come find me. FOR I WILL CRUSH YOU IN IRRITATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its competition season somemore. means i crush fives times as hard as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain six hour flight from china led me to pick up blogger.com to do this little post. before i really get poetic, i'll let this web rest again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my teams, from '02-'06, as well as the new college batch of '07-'08, 8 to 11 july is the culmination of all the hard work i have done in my adolescent years, which are all out of a certain newfound passion in my first secondary year, and i have you guys to thank for making  all these hard work come to sweet fruition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-2249756478375841523?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/2249756478375841523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/2249756478375841523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2008/06/right-before-nationals.html' title='RIGHT BEFORE NATIONALS'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/SGdnhkmMnRI/AAAAAAAAABU/B-tDrWjUzQ0/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-6238499168154401536</id><published>2008-02-02T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:44.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>08 02 03</title><content type='html'>last posted: november 7 07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now who said j2 renders me lacking time to blog! but then again singaporean blog vibes are dying down, people get sick of dying fads anyway. heard that, STOMP? well but i, for one, like to update those who are out of reach about, well, myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just results of some canoe thing i did a while ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/R6VX1kA2aaI/AAAAAAAAABM/8Xbn_KvTpVU/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/R6VX1kA2aaI/AAAAAAAAABM/8Xbn_KvTpVU/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162629125562067362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention about my exciting new j1s? apart from charming tan jun hong, girl-killer shao fei, a guy called sidney (you cant go wrong in life with such a badass name), among many others we finally fucking got DSAs from saint josephs's! now bob and chris have something to be proud of: more juniors in white uniforms storming the dull beige wearers. now WHO SAID basketballers looked like they owned the school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a pity though. this guy joseph (refer picture, 3rd and from LKC) doesnt wanna study in huang cheng! we'd trashed red ants badly if he came and joined post-coital pimp and imba-big backpack samuel as DSAs. oh wait, not forgetting marcus, "cute guy, but looks kinda stupid" -  quotes a girl from(H)ate (P)ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i have for school! (blog about academics? i'd rather fuck a duck.) and huai gu has some spanking new condo right behind school, i figure i'd send some girls to his house next time, as a surprise. pimping in bukit timah has ALWAYS been a feasible idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end off, go check out skindred's album (Rock Roots Riot). Ragga metal is in, emo bands can go lick cunt while rappers fuse with electric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waterloo university, you're marked down!(thats a good thing cause i have no other colleges in mind yet)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-6238499168154401536?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/6238499168154401536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/6238499168154401536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2008/02/08-02-03.html' title='08 02 03'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/R6VX1kA2aaI/AAAAAAAAABM/8Xbn_KvTpVU/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-1212152681208123489</id><published>2007-11-10T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:44.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>milk my ASS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RzXxHFC2BbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HG74RcKRd94/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RzXxHFC2BbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HG74RcKRd94/s200/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131272454374032818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RzXxHlC2BcI/AAAAAAAAABE/FkqZtmp07pk/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RzXxHlC2BcI/AAAAAAAAABE/FkqZtmp07pk/s200/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131272462963967426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought home 3 packs of lofat meelk from work. i just finished 1 litre before posting.&lt;br /&gt;bodybuilding's such a whore/chore. there's no reliable path, its a conman.&lt;br /&gt;wait its a bitch, cause it'll slap you hard when you're not putting it effort&lt;br /&gt;oh no lastly its your boss, it's something that pushes you past your peak and voila, nirvana is nigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the skinny ass dudes, dont start. too little milk is too good for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-1212152681208123489?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/1212152681208123489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/1212152681208123489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/11/milk-my-ass.html' title='milk my ASS'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RzXxHFC2BbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/HG74RcKRd94/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-702849321297170154</id><published>2007-10-27T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:44.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS BEEN LONG!</title><content type='html'>ITS BEEN TWO LONG MONTHS EH! ah caught up with academics, those cynicals still reading my blog, this is yet another juiceless post (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats up lately? im not up to anything rad, but i rmb there was one time my mother told me to take my dad's car keys and warm it up since he's overseas, and she's afraid the car will 'get cold(wtf?)'. well disgruntled, i went down with a cd... and put max 200W  volume  in the car  soundsystem. what did i play oh so loudly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RyNrB-uagPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/62Pi2N4fBq0/s1600-h/Acdc_Highway_to_Hell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RyNrB-uagPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/62Pi2N4fBq0/s200/Acdc_Highway_to_Hell.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126058482639470834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well teenage angst? more like a need for sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, the school term just ended and i cant wait to get back to my headbangin and coffee making! yeah coffee making, i &lt;3 my crew at SBRB, but then again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RyNudOuagQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPOgD7Eolrk/s1600-h/27102007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RyNudOuagQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TPOgD7Eolrk/s200/27102007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126062249325789442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT TOUCH MY DRINK OR I'll KICK YOUR ASS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-702849321297170154?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/702849321297170154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/702849321297170154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-been-long.html' title='ITS BEEN LONG!'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RyNrB-uagPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/62Pi2N4fBq0/s72-c/Acdc_Highway_to_Hell.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-2190003241774250330</id><published>2007-08-10T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T23:00:12.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reality bites badly.</title><content type='html'>i gotta say, more often than not, you'd think you've seen the worst out of humanity. oh well, i guess &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmSWXk1nFRc"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; trivialises everything you've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on the lighter side of things, singapore seems to be getting cooler nowadays. not figuratively, i really mean that, since i dont feel that uncomfortable in the heat anymore. probably the last cooldown before the meltdown. and if al gore's statistics aint showing enough, i dont know what else is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-2190003241774250330?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/2190003241774250330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/2190003241774250330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/08/reality-bites-badly.html' title='reality bites badly.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-8849041604681356800</id><published>2007-07-28T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T07:13:07.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two long months'/><title type='text'>two long months</title><content type='html'>neigh neigh its been, two long months!&lt;br /&gt;we did:&lt;br /&gt;-bitch-ass training,&lt;br /&gt;-bitch-ass partying,&lt;br /&gt;-bitch-ass nationals,&lt;br /&gt;-bad-ass blocks,&lt;br /&gt;-big-ass girl hooking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a lot more. i must say i have outdone myself again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are things that dont change. like my classmate that still has hots for badminton boy. among other significant things, i still am myself. i guess updates are due!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-8849041604681356800?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/8849041604681356800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/8849041604681356800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/07/two-long-months.html' title='two long months'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-3714528893163238646</id><published>2007-06-03T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:44.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLAAAP YOUR HANDS'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RmLmx81AOaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1qIjHsLxLlA/s1600-h/DSCN1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RmLmx81AOaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1qIjHsLxLlA/s200/DSCN1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071869876189018530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yes, that's the coffee song, courtesy of copeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could we forget the times when the whites came to our 'beautiful country/city'?&lt;br /&gt;WAKEMEUP, we could never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-3714528893163238646?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/3714528893163238646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/3714528893163238646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/06/claaap-your-hands.html' title='CLAAAP YOUR HANDS&apos;'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RmLmx81AOaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1qIjHsLxLlA/s72-c/DSCN1063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-654057642787058212</id><published>2007-04-21T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:44.835-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHOWER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RioE_-y98jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0r-b2mXgm2A/s1600-h/DONT+TAKE+PICTURES+OF+ME+YOU+...JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RioE_-y98jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0r-b2mXgm2A/s200/DONT+TAKE+PICTURES+OF+ME+YOU+...JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055859028911845938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember taking a shower in the wilderness. it WAS COLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-654057642787058212?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/654057642787058212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/654057642787058212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-still-remember-taking-shower-in.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RioE_-y98jI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0r-b2mXgm2A/s72-c/DONT+TAKE+PICTURES+OF+ME+YOU+...JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-5260730962661964875</id><published>2007-04-17T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:44.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RiTajG4fKaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X6kUW3Z5C4s/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RiTajG4fKaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X6kUW3Z5C4s/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054404978494351778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wipe that smile right off your fucking face!(lemme say to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FULL OF CALORIES TODAY. DEAD for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was real good today and did encouragements for shiwei, jone and chin. EVEN JONE who had like support from joseph(???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MNCs are a detriment to our health, B &amp; Js is exemplary. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-5260730962661964875?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/5260730962661964875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/5260730962661964875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/04/wipe-that-smile-right-off-your-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/RiTajG4fKaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X6kUW3Z5C4s/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-7786582831570077166</id><published>2007-04-14T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T05:46:00.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>widow or divocee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby seasons change but people don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i still havent started math yet. i have back-to-back tests on the first morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate not supporting my teammates. plan b for the team is, um, activated i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH I CANT THINK STRAIGHT WITH THIS STUPID GUY CALLED MIKA SINGING HIS GAY VOICE. LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just ate maggi. maggi hair? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-7786582831570077166?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/7786582831570077166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/7786582831570077166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/04/widow-or-divocee.html' title='widow or divocee?'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-6004160263156608773</id><published>2007-04-12T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:09:45.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/Rh4bEm4fKZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P10Kx1jz0zg/s1600-h/P1000753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/Rh4bEm4fKZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P10Kx1jz0zg/s200/P1000753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052505597927172498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love hairbands cause they brighten my day and increase my efficiency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-6004160263156608773?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/6004160263156608773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/6004160263156608773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-hairbands-cause-they-brighten-my.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0RNuAWFzxw/Rh4bEm4fKZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/P10Kx1jz0zg/s72-c/P1000753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-6669347414642025108</id><published>2007-04-08T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T05:25:58.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='april'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='njcc'/><title type='text'>april!</title><content type='html'>APRIL'S HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;njcc just passed! well its some junior canoeing competition thing, you get to see the, um, BIG players in canoeing, cause some of em are really big and fast, or just puny and fast. i just happen to belong to neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention anything about the HOT BABES? there are none, guess it wasn't worth the mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days. people aren't telling me what they should tell, so i'm not knowing what i'm supposed to know. so april, you can stay in my crack for the whole month, i've gotta town(school) to scour and scavenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-6669347414642025108?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/6669347414642025108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/6669347414642025108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/04/april.html' title='april!'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-1446816064677783460</id><published>2007-02-23T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:43:29.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check this out:&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bernie Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kings of Comedy&lt;/span&gt; claims in his routine that Motherfucker is a common noun in African-American slang. "Have you seen that motherfucka nigga? That motherfucka owes me 5 motherfuckin' dollars! I asked his motherfucking mamma! She said she aint seen the motherfucka!" One of his early catchphrases was "I ain't scared of you motherfuckas!" '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-1446816064677783460?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/1446816064677783460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/1446816064677783460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/02/check-this-out-bernie-mac-in-kings-of.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-8806319764817286857</id><published>2007-02-23T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T06:44:35.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicee speeds.</title><content type='html'>alright, top six speeds of production cars as of 2005:&lt;br /&gt;1. Koenigsegg CCR 388 km/h&lt;br /&gt;2. McLaren F1 372 km/h&lt;br /&gt;3. Ferrari Enzo 355 km/h&lt;br /&gt;4. Porsche Carrera GT 334 km/h&lt;br /&gt;4. McLaren Mercedes SLR 334 km/h&lt;br /&gt;5. Lamborghini Murcielago 330 km/h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would one give for a centrifugal supercharger in his car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-8806319764817286857?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/8806319764817286857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/8806319764817286857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/02/nicee-speeds.html' title='nicee speeds.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-117118635938546935</id><published>2007-02-11T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:32:39.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/635400/IMG_0725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/532296/IMG_0725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; its been a long time, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a quick update of great and happening stuffs:&lt;br /&gt;dramafeste, though i couldnt watch it : (&lt;br /&gt;a great wave of tests, which i obviously cannot handle&lt;br /&gt;a dosage of reality through the dismal olvls o.o&lt;br /&gt;influx of mofo gays in campus. some are genuine, most were just for AAs, i guess&lt;br /&gt;and of course, class changing. flies away the 2 months of class bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but someone famous would come along and say 'you're the master of your own fate'.&lt;br /&gt;master the fact that we always can't get what we want : )&lt;br /&gt;and plan, live such that you're the opposite of that well-known one, because...&lt;br /&gt;we all cant stand out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-117118635938546935?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/117118635938546935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/117118635938546935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-been-long-time-eh-heres-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116815977221611055</id><published>2007-01-07T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:49:32.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;! its a late one, but yeah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while most of us enjoy hwachong life with an added twist this, i for one, preferred a momentary change of environment. behold, RAFFLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/519138/Image168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/443072/Image168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey the spirit of raffles. their theme was l'audeamus, ours, well, TURBOCHARGED. oh dear apollo, how we pale in comparison. i was in morrison richardson btw, with that HOT MASCOT MRS AQUAMARINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw there are also stuff, people that i cant really stand, and they CANT SEEM TO GET OUT OF MY LIFE. but hey, im in hwachong. i was MADE for stuff i'd be pissed off about. below showcased, the mood breaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/485814/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/271705/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think im blogging with more pictures now? i love it this way, you guys actually see something a little more xiaxue, a little less emotional shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally looking back at 2006, there was this really SCARY picture i got from joshua lau, but scary only if you were drinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/682457/37789096248012l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/225433/37789096248012l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH not scary right. but story goes, one halloween night, at a glasshouse, a group of frat boys from hwachong were challenged to drink this juicebowl of LIMY, SOUR, ICKY BITTY PIECES-SUSPENDED mixture of so-called halloween juice. but aye mateys, we did good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to a great year ahead! -raises our halloween glasses-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116815977221611055?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116815977221611055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116815977221611055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116697496460910427</id><published>2006-12-24T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T07:42:44.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/418244/yingtao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/53558/yingtao1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even chinese rocker chicks turn me on sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but the problem with asian rocker chicks, be it pseudo or non-pseudo, they really dont give me the rocker vibe. maybe because of the brandished conservative image they have. if a caucasian took a look at me they'd probably go "hey asian kid!! get off ma hood! else you're gotta get conservative on me" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the above, is from this taiwanese all-girl rock band, its not bad, thinking of acutally buying their album, since it cant be torrented : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who, like me, dont have turkey, mistletoe, nor a single trace of wassail, celebrate it within yourself, cause the birth of christ holds meaning for all humanity, believers AND non-believers. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116697496460910427?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116697496460910427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116697496460910427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/even-chinese-rocker-chicks-turn-me-on.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116679034438796826</id><published>2006-12-22T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T04:25:44.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/7453/paramore_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/204218/paramore_0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just goes to show you dont have to have the ideal figure to be hot. all you need is a mic - and the affinity with rock. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to training after a little getaway. the class chalet is once again the pinnacle of misxture-fun. everyone's so drunk in their joy the booze wasn't neccessary. nice one guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who's gonna check out this film, Borat? get its side name: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. (???) its about this british comedian that has accumulated a total of 3 alter egos so he's pretty much a chameleon. seriously, he looks like a diferent dude everytime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116679034438796826?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116679034438796826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116679034438796826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-just-goes-to-show-you-dont-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116590400275151336</id><published>2006-12-11T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:13:22.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the elise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/420746/03_car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/143395/03_car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost close to the blacklist guy. see thats an aston martin db9, its look ghastly deviated from its stock image. all that posh lost : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elises.co.uk/models/index.html"&gt;http://www.elises.co.uk/models/index.html&lt;/a&gt; would be a better show of sport performance and style. the lotus brand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116590400275151336?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116590400275151336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116590400275151336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/elise.html' title='the elise.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116574662269719881</id><published>2006-12-10T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:30:22.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/881633/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to dl death note off bt. now i know what's happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this girl in black-white stripes, she had another book of death, misa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE. she could be licked all night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116574662269719881?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116574662269719881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116574662269719881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-name.html' title='last name.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116567250612484155</id><published>2006-12-09T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T05:55:23.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if a person wasnt sick, where could one go? possibly anywhere, even marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fever this morning, wont be long till i burn my luck out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116567250612484155?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116567250612484155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116567250612484155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-person-wasnt-sick-where-could-one.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116559199812998848</id><published>2006-12-08T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T07:33:18.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/718754/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/424120/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmh.  (in chinese!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont do the crime if you cant bear the time! go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116559199812998848?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116559199812998848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116559199812998848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/mmmh.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116541437049892287</id><published>2006-12-06T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:12:50.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm rice god</title><content type='html'>guess things change when you move on another phase. ya see, like taking the next step. bringing your thing to the next level. setting the new bar high. striking an all time maximus. what ever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after todays training we have. letseeeeeee ummmm i reacquainted with rice god, i got colourful spray show on one of my very best friends(brown somemore) and joseph still looks like an english futsal knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 life. it never gets crazier than a screaming banshee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116541437049892287?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116541437049892287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116541437049892287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmm-rice-god.html' title='hmm rice god'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116530877120690843</id><published>2006-12-05T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:52:51.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>most wanted</title><content type='html'>well important thing is, im finally back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while trying to regain the stamina lost through all that second hand smoke and oil-based delicacies i've experienced in china, im thankful for being back home while others are still undergoing such a luxury(xiayan, tianyu, lilong 0.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive heard some have gone into the primary school bookshop line. good for you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for a random shot. i was installing most wanted, bought in china. by golly, i do hope it is in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/644955/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/349640/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i happen to have a shot that sums up just about everything of my experience in china. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/377047/DSCN0994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/923172/DSCN0994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see it? man, its really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there was this stewardess that looks like an easter egg, and i swear she's so much cuter than the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/1600/790272/DSCN0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7286/420/200/112087/DSCN0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fathead that i am. damn, do i really belong in china.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116530877120690843?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116530877120690843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116530877120690843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/12/most-wanted.html' title='most wanted'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116272554537995302</id><published>2006-11-05T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T03:19:05.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn fourth day and my money is used? : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to big bad experimental school tml. last night at tonight was at my local friend's place. she's alr found me two books on 皮划艇！ now i have all the reading i need ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw do you know that the 男人装　here is so wordy? had to take a few seconds to understand the bar room jokes section. ha.           ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and to my dear sis: i must know everything about your sex life before i come back! NO LIES! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116272554537995302?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116272554537995302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116272554537995302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-fourth-day-and-my-money-is-used.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116256117576638444</id><published>2006-11-03T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T05:39:35.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so funny. it's already been two days, and the fun is like, being shared around the group. amidst the lessons and the nice food, we still have our occasional boom boom cha beat making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah this is beijing. HEEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116256117576638444?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116256117576638444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116256117576638444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116203873146582455</id><published>2006-10-28T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T05:32:11.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im just hoping i'll have enought luck and strength to succeed the next two days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116203873146582455?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116203873146582455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116203873146582455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-just-hoping-ill-have-enought-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116192909599701582</id><published>2006-10-26T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:04:56.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fate played my senses the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave me info that i never thought existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;particularly about bitter relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petty stuffs, addictive gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one for my peers in class, the other for seniors in canoeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i walked down the busy business district&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gazed upon the contrasts of environment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realizing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fate's game is a well- organized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet tragic one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116192909599701582?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116192909599701582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116192909599701582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/10/fate-played-my-senses-past-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116179068515749986</id><published>2006-10-25T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:38:05.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my desktop currently!  spot the guys : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on the other com its the above, the guys who paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULDNT TAKE MY CHEM TEACHER! :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116179068515749986?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116179068515749986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116179068515749986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-desktop-currently-spot-guys-d-well.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116158515988755898</id><published>2006-10-22T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:32:39.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/chem%20teacher!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/chem%20teacher%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the greatest reason why this birthday bested last years'. in addition to the guys and ladies, now my chem teacher's in the joy as well. : )))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to a great last few months of this wonderful year. the moments come and go but lasted their worth while they stayed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116158515988755898?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116158515988755898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116158515988755898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/10/greatest-reason-why-this-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-116019172994192563</id><published>2006-10-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:28:49.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/normal_Atomic20.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/320/normal_Atomic20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/normal_Atomic18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/320/normal_Atomic18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little miss vixen :O :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-116019172994192563?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116019172994192563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/116019172994192563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-miss-vixen-o-d.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115996957216134714</id><published>2006-10-04T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T06:46:12.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is danity kane HOT OR WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out diddy's band right here. &lt;a href="http://www.danitykane.com"&gt;www.danitykane.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no surprises who's my favourite member. aundrea! she's hispanic american.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Aundrea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Aundrea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHHHH. you'll never catch me ogling after the black members of DK. hot, but not my type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i have like 3 papers down, and jon lee's bd is today. happy 16 big man. im gonna join you at the 16 mark soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115996957216134714?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115996957216134714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115996957216134714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/10/is-danity-kane-hot-or-what-check-out.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115858038965505522</id><published>2006-09-18T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T04:53:09.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3Bo5Do7Owc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:O:O:O:O:O:O:O:O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohh and chairman mao gave me a very nice link! mothermother i laughed my pee out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.thejapanesearecrazy.com"&gt;thejapanesearecrazy.com&lt;/a&gt; watch the toilet pranks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115858038965505522?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115858038965505522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115858038965505522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/09/ooooooooohh-and-chairman-mao-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115815255318313181</id><published>2006-09-13T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:16:59.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=olW4qJGTIjY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=olW4qJGTIjY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm dont say im bad. im just fierce when people annoy me by taking things im fiddling with out of the blue. cant we have order? ORDER and patience, its not mine anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer the album song version, but the vid's very nice anyway. its works a double deal; hot girl stripping and the rockin amatuer band screamers giving the papa roach screamers a run for thei money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gues ashlee. auld lang sye, leah dizon? : ((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115815255318313181?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115815255318313181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115815255318313181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115778196457985912</id><published>2006-09-08T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:06:04.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the NEW new found glory (-.-) song is smashing! check it out, &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/newfoundglory"&gt;It's Not Your Fault&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's many other releases, and always support a great band like NFG. down with pop bands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115778196457985912?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115778196457985912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115778196457985912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-new-found-glory.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115754300763478571</id><published>2006-09-06T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T04:43:27.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out for more charity work with thomas today. haha really opened up my eyes! imagine how tight the pockets of the average singaporean can be. could say i was really surprised, all the well-dressed businessmen all rejected to offer to donate. i'm not one to judge, but its just the irony i cant stand. the unfortunate understands the unfortunate better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and which is why i pledge to become a philanthrophist in future. if i spelled it correctly, rejoice! if you're not availabe for charity work, $$ is the way to say you're sincere. and yes only applicable in the pragmatic world of our five senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says marketing doesnt run well in my family, and that i should consider other career options : O but i cant help but feel the satisfaction thomas gets from getting his pitch successfully to other people. he's a great mentor but im a lousy mentee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a postive note, child syndromes can be cured! be it dyslexia, OCD, ADD, tourette's or down syndrome, they do not really manifest themselves when individuals reach adulthood. so let's make the society a better place for these unfortunate children to integrate to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115754300763478571?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115754300763478571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115754300763478571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-out-for-more-charity-work-with.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115727075874417299</id><published>2006-09-03T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T01:05:58.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while waiting for the online webby to load, here's a statement:&lt;br /&gt;leefy is a scary teacher.&lt;br /&gt;taken from bio worksheets when i was trying hard to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DIAGRAM? super confused. had to leave questions blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speciation's alright, survival of the FITNESS? the pressure's on these days, what with all our wildlife animals having to work out, getting trained for the animalympics so as to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my acc blocked, i DO hope he's given me the correct ace points.&lt;br /&gt; :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115727075874417299?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115727075874417299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115727075874417299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/09/while-waiting-for-online-webby-to-load.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115712415947130190</id><published>2006-09-01T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:22:39.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/boongan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/boongan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O:O:O:O:O:O:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:o:o:o:o:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always dig the seniors. sure they're nice macho men, but they aint any shit better than me! : D just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fbts. pffft. i hated them, but then i sae them again on the most familiar legs. cute! but fbts/ pffft. they stand for Fufilling Boy's Temptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a slow and easy morning at yingzhi's today, so i'd be better off resting now. GO WOMEN POWER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115712415947130190?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115712415947130190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115712415947130190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/09/ooooooo-ooooo-i-always-dig-seniors.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115703694854788104</id><published>2006-08-31T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T08:39:49.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/roger%20an%20crab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/roger%20an%20crab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool AIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;taken from this oldoldoldoldold senior of mine, roger. he'd probably forgotten who i am already. dude! im the fat kid in the k1, remember?&lt;br /&gt;i think he's at camp now. NSmen don't take teacher's day holidays.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and what's this? a SECOND RALLY by mr PM lee? i wonder about the time he gets tired of addressing the public. will he hold a press conference telling everyone he's going into seclusion AND run our country at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching alot of teevee ever since i knocked out the old one. and i see a convergence. of TV shows! both singaporean and international programs. and realise this: ALWAYS GO INTERNATIONAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say convergence, singapore always comes from the lower end, while international always goes first. i give singaporean rock a chance and they prevailed, but singaporean media deserves no such chance. not at the state of the programs the make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple piece of advice to ALL! when you find your tv tuned to singapore idol on thursdays, press 18 on your cable. this magic number, without a doubt, is the ultimate getaway from the trash of singaporean media aka jack neo entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR MY NON-4K friends right here :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VIP3q_mVo50" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and you want the lyrics &lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyric&amp;ct=150994944&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;f=1&amp;amp;word=%C7%A7%C0%EF%D6%AE%CD%E2"&gt;right here.&lt;/a&gt; whoa BE SURPRISED IM NICE.&lt;br /&gt;who you kidding. im nice all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115703694854788104?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115703694854788104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115703694854788104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/cool-aight-taken-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115686230990154526</id><published>2006-08-29T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T07:47:58.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/gohber99/blogpics/40dca6db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="173" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/gohber99/40dca6db.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its true? i dunno. but i do know that he's a great photographer. with a psst* ex slr camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll use photobucket from now on. blogger is too slow! the pictures have a very high bandwidth i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what this saturday is about. kayaking and the president's star charity? my two loves combined, that makes no sense. anyway its some cip thing, and mrs giam was asking, so ; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i saw lilong's described HOT TEACHER! lit grad and best of all, no guy beside that's fondling her! the math shit had some short guy, the english one has a muscle man for a bf, so f-ed up! we should all have academic partners, so that we can exchange not only in bed, but on the worktable. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;adeline - BIG ASS!&lt;br /&gt;mrs/oon - BIG EVERYWHERE! :o &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115686230990154526?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115686230990154526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115686230990154526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/maybe-its-true-i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115660444200643547</id><published>2006-08-26T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T08:00:42.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so tiring to post in 2 blogs, but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE HER CUTE TEXTMESSAGES.&lt;br /&gt;KISS HER IN FRONT 0F Y0UR FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;TRUST HER 0VER EVERY0NE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;TELL HER SHE L00KS BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;L00K HER IN THE EYE WHEN Y0U TALK T0 HER.&lt;br /&gt;TELL HER STUPID J0KES T0 MAKEHER LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;LET HER MESS WITH Y0UR HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;MESS WITH HER HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;JUST WALK AR0UND WITH HER.&lt;br /&gt;INCLUDE HER IN ALL THINGS Y0U D0.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SHE CRYS D0 WHATEVER IT TAKES T0 MAKE HER SMIlE.&lt;br /&gt;F0RGIVE HER F0R HER MISTAKES.&lt;br /&gt;L00K AT HER LIKES SHE'S THE 0NLY GIRL Y0U SEE.&lt;br /&gt;TICKLE HER EVEN WHEN SHE SAYS ST0P.&lt;br /&gt;H0LD HER HAND EVEN WHEN Y0U ARE AROUND Y0UR FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SHE STARTS SWEARING AT Y0U TELLHER Y0U L0VE HER.&lt;br /&gt;LET HER FALL ASLEEP IN Y0UR ARMS.&lt;br /&gt;GET HER MAD, THEN KISS HER.&lt;br /&gt;TEASE HER &amp; LET HER TEASE Y0U BACK.&lt;br /&gt;STAY UP WITH HER ALL NIGHT WHEN SHES SICK.&lt;br /&gt;WATCH HER FAV0RITE M0VIE.KISS HER F0REHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;GIVE HER THE W0RLD.&lt;br /&gt;WRITE HER LETTERS.&lt;br /&gt;LET HER WEAR Y0UR CL0THES.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SHES SAD, HANG 0UT WITH HER.&lt;br /&gt;LET HER KN0W SHE'S IMP0RTANT.&lt;br /&gt;LET HER TAKE ALL THE PH0T0S 0F Y0U SHE WANTS.&lt;br /&gt;KISS HER IN THE RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;CALL HER EVERY NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN Y0U FALL IN L0VE WITH HER, TELLHER.&lt;br /&gt;L0VE HER LIKE Y0U NEVER L0VED BEF0RE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah guess the title. see i blogged all the other stuff away, now im left with internet lovebites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywya we should be more modern and move on. the great girls these days want more empowerment and control, guys should just ACCOMODATE. don't be a stuck up Nokia 3230!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 3230 - Music. Camera, Phone. M,C,P. MCP. Male Chauvanist Pig. GETTTIT?&lt;br /&gt;gosh i hate that phrase. so elitist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115660444200643547?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115660444200643547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115660444200643547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-so-tiring-to-post-in-2-blogs-but.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115650476271506868</id><published>2006-08-25T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T04:19:22.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tomorrow.sg/archives/2005/06/10/the_bugis_california_fitness_cen.html "&gt;http://tomorrow.sg/archives/2005/06/10/the_bugis_california_fitness_cen.html &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH omg! i didnt know the hostility that lies behind the cool-looking building at orchard. man the company sures makes many pisses out of the happy people. really freaked out, cause i've always thought fitness first was the lousier fitness club : D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what i also couldnt believe is how i completed work with MR limegreen! ay you there, are you gonna hand it up to your math teacher or not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life can be a piss nowadays. really. no more flag-raising treats, unhealthy competition rises, worst of all NO MORE TRAINING. where has the fuck factor in school gone to? only in the deep old archives of this aged school can we find the screenshots of short pants humping fellow short pants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, any dance performance coming up? i just feel everyone's gotta move more nowadays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115650476271506868?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115650476271506868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115650476271506868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/httptomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115625085186285668</id><published>2006-08-22T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T05:47:32.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/17783559063680l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/17783559063680l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i dont normally kope people's pics (like some do) but i really had to take this one, taken from a friend of junle's. (which turns to an acquaintance of mine) ahh if you're reading this i freaking love touch rugby too. but that rugby training i had totally sucked and changed my thoughts about real rugby. but chang jay said they're not training anymore, so HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have this freaking ulcer in my mouth that probably resulted from the hot science lab. i knew i shouldnt have chosen to do science for this term's courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the raining pain that comes after the sea of calm. block em people! play heli attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got addicted to shoot ems so much that my sch account got blocked. which made me more pissed to shoot 200 down in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115625085186285668?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAMADE i'm sick of getting spam that is kinkier by the day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT'S EXTRRRA TIME BTW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mmm i realise how fun playing pool in chinese can be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was an abrupt goodbye for me and my hainan friends but at least it was a day well spent. cheerios to all who helped host!&lt;br /&gt;and to all those who didnt, dont expect to get the same treatment when you go to hainan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm kinda missing pooh bear. but im starting to think if the honey's all worthwhile in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115608472310911421?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115608472310911421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115608472310911421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/tamade-im-sick-of-getting-spam-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115599934395594881</id><published>2006-08-19T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T07:55:43.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/liane_v3_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/liane_v3_1024_768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually i'm no big film fan, but perhaps my film friends may be : ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang my brother bettted on liverpool and lost. and soon i'm old enough to bet, which means BIG FAT LOSS OF MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i felt like a rock star bringing out the friends from hai nan around town. and most probably because i cannot sing, which is why im so rock. paradox, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chink buddy wants me to bring him out for bak kut teh tml. better sleep early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115599934395594881?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115599934395594881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115599934395594881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-actually-im-no-big-film-fan-but.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115555921323766457</id><published>2006-08-14T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T05:40:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANT LEAH LEAHLEAH! she's all over my desktop now, and i dont see myself from discontinuing such a takeover.&lt;br /&gt;very soon my ultimate leah ultimate fantasy slide show will be complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here's an ad for you! been wanting to put it up.&lt;br /&gt;KRUNK FESTIVAL AT SENTOSA !&lt;br /&gt;MISSED THE LAST ZOUK OUT ?&lt;br /&gt;OR WAS IT BECAUSE YOU WERE TOOYOUNG ?&lt;br /&gt;FRET NOT !&lt;br /&gt;1ST SEPTEMBER , 2006 .&lt;br /&gt;THE KRUNK MARKET AT SENTOSA .&lt;br /&gt;THE HOTTEST N' WILDEST PARTY ATSENTOSA .&lt;br /&gt;INCLUDING A MEGA SCALE CARNIVAL / FLEAMARKET FOR YOU TO SHOP IN .&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOWED BY A MIDNIGHT RAVE PARTY !&lt;br /&gt;PARTY STARTS FROM 6PM AND ENDS AT6AM !&lt;br /&gt;1 FOR 1 DRINK DEALS WHOLE NIGHT !&lt;br /&gt;TICKETS ARE AT $20 FOR PRESALE(INCLUSIVE OF ENTRY TO SENTOSA) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOORS WILL BE OPENED TO ALL AGES , BUTALCOHOL ONLY SERVED TO ABOVE ID WITH PHOTO ID .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just see xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115555921323766457?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115555921323766457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115555921323766457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/chant-leah-leahleah-shes-all-over-my.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115530123547965765</id><published>2006-08-11T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:00:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KRUNK IT UP!</title><content type='html'>yet again we see our class fall to pieces as we endure scolding after scolding. it didnt end from last year, like we all wanted to. we didnt really realise how much our teachers loved our class, how much they adored our lively spirits that surrounds both our work and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there's a limit to everything. what our form teacher says does not neccessarily go down the drain of waste: she's right about us always sidetraking and never stepping back to our main studies. we are all guilty as charged - its a strict liability crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i do hope as the year draws to an end, we can all happily be sent to the fifth year of hassle-free secondary education that we oh-so desire, take an absolute to halt to think over how fast we've rushed through our years and maybe consider a new plan for the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on a lighter note..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Leah_Dizon_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Leah_Dizon_29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP! i may be from hwachong but a man is a man and a man's gotta eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent taught lin chen how to paddle yet! omg! howmandie. we're gonna win that stupid duathlon anyway. its all good baby, just let the good times roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115530123547965765?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115530123547965765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115530123547965765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/krunk-it-up.html' title='KRUNK IT UP!'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115453034668064770</id><published>2006-08-02T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T07:52:26.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swim on! : DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115453034668064770?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115453034668064770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115453034668064770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/08/swim-on-dd.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115435697644210548</id><published>2006-07-31T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T07:42:56.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really wanted to show this sex-ed picture, but ahwell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recent spate of starting-projects pressure and homework to be forced out of us little students. WHY!&lt;br /&gt;and we all never answer ourselves. cause we're too busy pleading for shifts in tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why am i not studying?? i've never had any prior knowledge on preparing for knowledge based tests, so anyone can guess im bad at bio. but HEADS UP! ITS MY KINDERGARTEN TOPIC THATS TESTED! SEXUAL EDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a chinaman, cause im not from china, maaaaaan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115435697644210548?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115435697644210548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115435697644210548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-really-wanted-to-show-this-sex-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115350139342861554</id><published>2006-07-21T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T10:03:13.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;just a sign that you're with me makes me hold on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hardly feel depressed. just look at my class form and behold. tried to cheer myself up by reading rjcat, but couldnt since i cant bring myself to be happy for my tracker friends. it was a clear establishment for the seniors to go home with nice preddy medals anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the wrong things we do. moods can peak to the summits if they wanted to, or they could submerge to the extreme negative realms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be facing the water soon. gets me down even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115350139342861554?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115350139342861554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115350139342861554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-sign-that-youre-with-me-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115340424777659571</id><published>2006-07-20T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T07:04:07.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt even know what he would say to me. joseph.&lt;br /&gt;"go take your boat, time to paddle!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we havent been working really hard ever since that day.&lt;br /&gt;especially me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyWHYWHY. when it wasnt really going anywhere, i shouldve ended it long ago.&lt;br /&gt;then there'd be training time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im so wowed by NP's kanoe marathon! particularly cause they're giving out num shirts ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115340424777659571?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115340424777659571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115340424777659571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/07/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115297740534850228</id><published>2006-07-15T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T08:30:05.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has become so hard for me to pen down a proper essay in chinese and in full length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hormonal changes have resulted for my incessant handshaking when holding delicate objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn heredity.i get bad stuff. but i get better stuff. but the bad stuff? annoying. the better stuff? they dont last long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115297740534850228?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115297740534850228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115297740534850228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-has-become-so-hard-for-me-to-pen.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115271041694722129</id><published>2006-07-12T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T06:20:16.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa my project didnt get it. WHAT WENT WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. move along. i'm still out of shape for competition anyway. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115271041694722129?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115271041694722129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115271041694722129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/07/whoa-my-project-didnt-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115219820569838111</id><published>2006-07-06T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T08:03:25.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memories.</title><content type='html'>what's it like to have cool teachers? i finally know.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought they were just nice people who come to class everyday, giving a few readings here and there, and the cycle repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the COOL factor is in, and i mean REALLY COOL, things really change. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they come right at you, showing you the colourful lives they lead, i cant help but see them as friends to relate to. well, not all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside the mutal repect that we all have for each other, i dont think we can prank any of our teachers, confess and dismiss it all with a good laugh, can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im thinking my cool chemistry teacher can. : D the way he is not that strict with our class, treats us maturely, i think we should thank him for being there. : ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more serious, strict note...&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME THE PICTURES FOR WEDNESDAY'S SESSION! OH MAN. as if you guy'll know how to organise them. -points to me, the natural video/phootgrapher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some funfair this sunday we have to set up for? well, that'd be our second event. yeah. and i really hope i dont drop another teammate and have to waste time picking him up again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115219820569838111?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115219820569838111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115219820569838111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/07/memories.html' title='memories.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115185224906210038</id><published>2006-07-02T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T07:57:29.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's way too lucky to see you go down in ditches and prepare the last few minutes of your departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its never too late to turn back to thank to those who've done you wrong in one way or another. definitely not because they ruined you temporarily, but because they've changed you permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah some people LIE. some people STAB. others just WATCH without CARE.&lt;br /&gt;but im not talking about those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm focusing on those who'd given you things to do, troubles to endure and situtations to handle. something gone wrong with them, and you'd be their superman, thy fixer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it was his poison, it has become your meat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115185224906210038?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115185224906210038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115185224906210038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/07/lifes-way-too-lucky-to-see-you-go-down.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115168220532061504</id><published>2006-06-30T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T19:42:29.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post below is in perfect english and punctuation, semi-formal(supposedly). for my sl, in case i want to dig it out next time.&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;30th June 2006&lt;br /&gt;Few days before commencing of second session at Stamford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings for the second session overwhelm me as i was supposedly in charge of the session. However, i just received word that the Stamford Primary School principal was planning to have a fund raising carnival on the same day as our planned carnival, so he cancelled out on us. Indeed, this would be the last thing on my mind that would happen, but it did. Sure, I was disappointed and anxious that we could not hold our proposed carnival, but i feel rather hopeful that a much better alternative can be discussed and implemented. We're having an emergency meeting tomorrow to discuss the possible alternatives, as well as gather updates from each member's delegated tasks.&lt;br /&gt;My sessions would be a tough one to handle: Food prepartion. Clearly, I have never tried anything like that before! Materials to prepare, contingencies to prepare... How well would i handle such a stress in a few days time? Putting aside the administrative problems in our group, I think we're ready to serve the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115168220532061504?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115168220532061504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115168220532061504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-below-is-in-perfect-english-and.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115150963704102560</id><published>2006-06-28T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T08:47:17.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ai ni ka nong!</title><content type='html'>: )) today's a happy day. just like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;was highly entertained by the bsp seminar, which included SOMEWHAT of a swearing in of a bsp COUNCIL supposedly to interact with chinese students.&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, i have faith in chairman mao. i mean hao. yinghao. if its anything cold hard about bsp, he's the guy to go to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some nice lady found my old black wallet. FINALLY! no thanks to my form teacher who relayed the message to me so freaking late. i've had a lot from her this week alr. so there's the nice staff at the mrt, so i helped them fill out a service commendation form. gladly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE SO HAPPY! in lieu of all the work to come, i celebrate now, so i'd be fulll of grim later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. so happy.&lt;br /&gt;giggles.&lt;br /&gt;giggles more.&lt;br /&gt;shys away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;came across the blog of this polo guy in school, wenyuan. i think that hcis chick is somewhat...&lt;br /&gt;somewhat SUPER CUTE! :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115150963704102560?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115150963704102560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115150963704102560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/ai-ni-ka-nong.html' title='ai ni ka nong!'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115124611816943437</id><published>2006-06-25T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T07:35:18.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what could possibly be a better way to end the break, than by finishing off physics homework!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imean, afterall, wehavephysics on the first day of school. and its the only period that says 'DANGER DANGER LISTEN TO HER OR PERISH WITH THE GRASSHOPPERS! :D'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i had my hair cut a bit shorter. more effort cut byme, the rest from my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to go kl again. i missed sooooo many shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the painmaster starts turning its cogwheels again. for another 4-5 months. lets face it, we aint that enthusiastic anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115124611816943437?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115124611816943437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115124611816943437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-could-possibly-be-better-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115089873044289341</id><published>2006-06-21T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:05:30.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its you and me&lt;br /&gt;and all other people&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to do,&lt;br /&gt;nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant keep my eyes off you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to film my life down doesnt seem to make me feel any better. or better yet, celebrate it with a pack of laughs or several pats on the back. we cant shake it off in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a heated exchange today, kinda uplifting. nothing that was out of the blue, just out of my conservative bubble pre-set by my family environment. and then  realised the world was so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, and also the fact that i know hwta i want and i cant let the minimal-standard things get in the way of something so big, that is has never ever happened before in my life, that i would give my everything for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pooh and bear : D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115089873044289341?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115089873044289341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115089873044289341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-you-and-me-and-all-other-people.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115055658666543178</id><published>2006-06-17T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T08:03:06.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sitbackandrelax</title><content type='html'>no more birds! cause the angmo bought them all. its so nice other people's msn nicks can remind you alot of stuff that's at the back of your mind. and other nicks are so downright flashy, crappy, wordy and only carries meaning to, who i only can assume, the person himself. mine is always that, but they're short. makes others read it and pass by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and days go by, things happen slowly, but they do happen after all. and somehow, im rather glad. there wasn't much to hold on, the way i see it. and i can't explain them anyway, so why bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pent up reasons and, i dont think there are any excuses. ive think things very straight all the time. well, sometimes too straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad still loves black hawk down no matter how many times he watches it. perhaps, a slight possiblity, i'll get him the dvd at the NEXT father's day. not this year, this year im bummed all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a happy father's day to everyone i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an intriguing talk on the arts this afternoon, its wee tian beng! the celestial zone guy, i vividly remember the times during primary school i'd yearn to meet him in person, not just look at his supersmall portraits in the comic books.&lt;br /&gt;FLOWERS ARE PRETTY. SHOW THEM SOMELOVE. HAHAH! AND NEVER GO TO NTU. THERE'S A NUTTY PROFESSOR WHO SPENDS 3 HOURS A WEEKEND AT SUNTEC. NUTTY, BUT JOVIAL. I LIKE HIM! : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115055658666543178?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115055658666543178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115055658666543178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/sitbackandrelax.html' title='sitbackandrelax'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-115035733480062773</id><published>2006-06-15T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:42:14.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wellinfact.</title><content type='html'>absolutely had no time to skip training after going away, hadnt I?&lt;br /&gt;something i'd like to ask myself all the time: for what? just seems that every little action must be coupled with a purpose, a goal, a target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else for that matter, it would be a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find myself bounded by so many things that come by no meaning nor just. and why am i still doing them, i would ask again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause im waiting for my relief. someone to do these stuff for me. but no one's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, how i dread the mysteries of affection. easy to say, harder to perform. and im half-sick of doing it with a straight face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need a break. a real one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-115035733480062773?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115035733480062773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/115035733480062773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/wellinfact.html' title='wellinfact.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114983775399914798</id><published>2006-06-09T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T00:22:34.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poor Bear,&lt;br /&gt;Where you'll be, I'll go&lt;br /&gt;Where you'll be, I'll know&lt;br /&gt;Where you'll be, I'll find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me by your resonating light and now i'm bound by the life you left behind. Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams and your voice it chased away all the sanity in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back, come back please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114983775399914798?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114983775399914798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114983775399914798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/poor-bear-where-youll-be-ill-go-where.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114976001276176425</id><published>2006-06-08T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T02:46:52.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalasigh.</title><content type='html'>somewhere in kuala lumpur now.&lt;br /&gt;wishing for a friendly face to show me around.&lt;br /&gt;anyone, chengyi, guo jie, mark, SHUEN CHUN?&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of having so many malaysian friends if none of them are in here?&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. you guys rawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been approached by a couple of nice people these days, adiv training is quite a refreshing way for me to start paddling again. although i never look forward to actually training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ache and ache. i return home only to ache in the heart thinking about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i go to my study table, aching my brains seeing the homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of a brainache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be damned if i could blow my trumpet again. i havent done that for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i have carpet grass hair, thanks to this very nice hair dresser at united square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no thanks to paul who's rushing me all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114976001276176425?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114976001276176425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114976001276176425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/lalasigh.html' title='lalasigh.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114953050891194417</id><published>2006-06-05T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T11:01:48.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to training today. revisited many things, woken up by the bells of resonance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul told me stuff that i'd never expect would come out from him; but then again i get his surprises once in a blue moon. had it become a case of wrong perspective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i took things lightly. i liked what i read, but took it all with a pinch of salt. perhaps deep within dwells mystic thoughts of the unknown anger, weariness and pain; coming from all sides unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember cammie's nickname. it was a jumbled up sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouy tacn ese hte sipn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least it was something like that. turns out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cant see the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blind bernard. i'd waited for the break to relive what i've felt before: the joy and love of a simpler time, without the outside frustrations. but it all breaks down, turning out in the flat opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there and then i was pained.&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well and i do see something now.&lt;br /&gt;something telling me to ditch the burdens of now,&lt;br /&gt;find release,&lt;br /&gt;and only when, i would be comforted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pooh's hurting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114953050891194417?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114953050891194417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114953050891194417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114909386779531081</id><published>2006-05-31T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T09:44:27.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tonight, i'm gonna give myself and everyone an honest confession of my life. planned it for some time, didnt feel like doing before, but now my feelings make me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my family is rather conservative. esp with my father out at work, my mum's always angry. trying to set some peace and order, i'd probably be her bane. and why i would defy her everytime, is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably because of my childhood anger. i have a considerable amount of historical baggage, which im rather reluctant to talk about previously, even with my closed ones. yes. i had a very, very dismal childhood, and m not proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while things look up now, where i have who i want, what i want, and i enjoy what im doing, albeit ignoring the mandatory burdens of school life, i shun the thought of revisiting my childhood. see, my mum treats the family different now. which made me different. which made my life different. nevertheless, we overcome our occasional family hiccups, move on and be a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw something. someone. one who has everything i lacked. i felt sad, knowing that i'm not jealous or anything, its just that i couldnt believe two people with such different fates would cross paths. its just pressurising, i do things to take my mind off it, but i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'd confessed, and make myself feel better. but, i feel so happy around the one, who would share her joy and sadness with me, the stubborn closed mind in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, we move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114909386779531081?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114909386779531081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114909386779531081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/tonight-im-gonna-give-myself-and.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114890515370981998</id><published>2006-05-29T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T05:19:13.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i leave a note</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"It's a way of telling 'I love you' when I look into your eyes and smile."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had this chance to minus something from this world, it wouldn't be school. Neither would it be stress. It would be the addiction for computer games. The fact is, I would see less of you, and prolly even lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the sun should refuse to rise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the moon doesnt hang in the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tides wont change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seasons rearrange&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the world is through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will still love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You embrace me as I cry, tears start streaming down my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The single touch of your finger on my face, wiped the tears away.&lt;br /&gt;You held my hand and stared right deep, reassured everything would be alright.&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head and cried out no, I just wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Over the phone you heard me sniff and words I hear, "&lt;em&gt;please don't cry".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choke and fumble on my words and tears got in the way.&lt;br /&gt;My little addiction, no PC games yet getting you every night.&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes, I've found the greatest prize.&lt;br /&gt;And in your arms is everything that I want, now that my search is over.&lt;br /&gt;I worry tomorrow yet your soul and touch lingers in me.&lt;br /&gt;Hooked pinkies, little secrets and whispering voices.&lt;br /&gt;You made this feeeeeeeeeeeeeeel so real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114890515370981998?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114890515370981998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114890515370981998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-leave-note.html' title='i leave a note'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114864667119729663</id><published>2006-05-26T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T05:31:11.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MYERS. BRIGGS.</title><content type='html'>addiction to jane's addiction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE WAS FINE! OWAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's mrs giam. she took our iceskating pictures today!&lt;br /&gt;i was so devastated when i heard she didnt wanna go to kl with us. Instead came the most alien guy ive ever seen with the same surname. AHWELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone in ortus knows their mbti, how sweet taking a step further to knowing the real you. now i'd know how to handle my introverted mother. hmmm. oh btw, im an estp, the type which is the most agreeable too and best to get along with. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i notice im ending my paragraphs with capital words. cause holidays are here! to work on things i've lost so much in, and also my 'grammer deficiency' pointed out by ms foo, my 'quietness in biology' too! and not to forget, to take a step back, to reflect everything that has been going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;with what? NICE GOOD SLEEPS ON AFTERNOONS. oh yeah thats how I reflect! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running a tight and enjoyable schedule starting monday of the hols, someone remind me: im in the Young EDITOR'S CLUB! yay.and time for work. and cherish the happy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;and pooh bear started breaking early! enjoying her hunny now i guess. *dies cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114864667119729663?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114864667119729663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114864667119729663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/myers-briggs.html' title='MYERS. BRIGGS.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114848069173361305</id><published>2006-05-24T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:32:06.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daysbeforedays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the one on the extreme left, aeki? he's organising a trip to kl, and i wanna go! so dear classmates, if you have the same endearing interest for our neighbouring country, please talk to him or ting kun or jeremy wee! : D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enough advertisement. enloong broke his skull at the street soccer court today. no prizes for guessing how. got sent in an ambulance. weichi and i saw at a distance and were panicking like mad, running over. ahwell. soony get well soon! if you're tired of soccer we can always play lf2 xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;going home so early today felt weird. had so much time to nap. im liek a bear hibernating.&lt;br /&gt;bear? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEAR!!!?? roaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114848069173361305?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114848069173361305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114848069173361305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/daysbeforedays.html' title='daysbeforedays'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114839813124610371</id><published>2006-05-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:28:52.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>youandme. and all other people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this dark cloud never seemed so alive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness. tiring day. we had to meet kian beng late at night since he was in camp as a civil servant. perhaps we shall dwell into more convenient times in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;and better places for me to play the hand game with wei chi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i give the minimal, at times i take excessively. my faces blur in a split second, swiftly sfhifting from climate to climate. its my mood, well i'm sorry. you're sleeping now, but wanna let you know that im sorrowful for my changing moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm sister qi is having problems. no matter how many there are, and how that life in a new sch is coming on to you, always know never to take the easy way out. face it and take it in your stride.&lt;em&gt;  i know its within your ability.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis. im dedicating this post to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114839813124610371?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114839813124610371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114839813124610371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/youandme-and-all-other-people.html' title='youandme. and all other people.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114829767305325226</id><published>2006-05-22T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T04:34:33.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aye! i hate book circles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Roles%202[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Roles%202%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH IM THE CONNECTOR!&lt;br /&gt;i hatehatehatehatehate. especially when i dont have an idea what the story is about.&lt;br /&gt;i love relating to real life. perhaps i shall outdo myself this time. again. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there's stuff to do, time to rely on the STRESS PRESS! hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114829767305325226?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114829767305325226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114829767305325226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/aye-i-hate-book-circles.html' title='aye! i hate book circles!'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114821401158451468</id><published>2006-05-21T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T05:20:11.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dare</title><content type='html'>the photo was a work photo. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/for%20the%20display.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/for%20the%20display.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats service and learning if you do both at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;STRESS AND ANGER MANAGEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiccups were common, but we managed it well. couldnt execute the activities though, we'll just have to wait till we get to their school, then we'll work on more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its intriguing. the intertwining standards of negotiation and cooperation. they come into play so often in our obtaining of the booth today, which went really well, with the sales and all that. our games stall? simply a cheap, improvised marketing gimmick to pull the coupons out of little boys and girls. well, the adults weren't exactly a fan of this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to all the volunteers who came! hahah mh darling, she came! yesyes im going for the gathering. rest assured. and her friends too. and yinghao, schoolmates and all! hahah.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the music gives us this chance, so come on and bring your friends! : D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114821401158451468?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114821401158451468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114821401158451468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/dare.html' title='dare'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114804128684034326</id><published>2006-05-19T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T05:25:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 chiangmai! was a short six days, but the memories were precious. MY PRECIOUS! didnt really like their english standards though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on day two, we took this modified lorry-to-taxi thingy? damn cool! out packs were on top, and there's the bandana freak : D *keeps mum to name.&lt;br /&gt;all the way to the village taking a hell lotta time. bt we stopped by the waterfall, where i went crazy climbing up and down the waters! freaking cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, its our school males, so not all were spontaneous enough to get wet? but those bastards got drenched by the rain anyway xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how basic can my first night out get! at least there were power outlets, but chuan han didnt bring his ipod charger xD stayed up talking about the ghost in the crack, the pig ghost, the toilet ghost and the coconut tree ghost! : D we had hewlett out cadet guard us for the night. yeap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt she like the cutest!(oops not really. : D) she tried to sell me stuff the next morning, but i resisted, since a WHOLE bunch of kids came last night to sell me stuff too! hurrah for thai hilltribes, they're so hospitable.&lt;br /&gt;and we trekked. desperate for a clean shower. all the way from karen to palong village!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent two days at palong, first day TRYING to get a clean shower, second day doing tasks. i was assigned to chop lumber, otgether with the trackers, whom which i cut a humongous tree with.&lt;br /&gt;well there was the cross country guys who relied on stamina,&lt;br /&gt;the canoeing guy who relied on his abs,&lt;br /&gt;the sprinters to chop super fast,&lt;br /&gt;the jumpers to... jump and cut? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then there was the shot put guy who finished it all.&lt;br /&gt;TIMBERRR!&lt;br /&gt;too bad i didnt bring my camera along to woodcutting. it was really fun. dirty. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climax of the camp was the campfire. i went totally crazy just dancing with jon and the others! it was so fun, the campfire resembled the one i had in china, the warmth felt amidst the cold mountains was a sensation that made the whole trip worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing beats dancing around the fire! hahha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and nothing beats the gifts i had for the children. the nicest plushies! haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the second last day at elephant camp. the elephants were freaking greedy! chomped down the whole fucking bunch of bananas at one go. almost wanted to slap the elephant's ass! cj was riding it like a horse, so the elephant got pissed and injured my balls with its spine bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT STILL HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made up for the pain by riding on another elephant later on. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/DSCN0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiangmai, with the sounds, the trees, the mud, the babes, elephants, bridge, guys, teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was goooooooooooood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;: D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114804128684034326?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114804128684034326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114804128684034326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/3-chiangmai-was-short-six-days-but.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114744335585688137</id><published>2006-05-12T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T07:15:55.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shades of grey, light of recreation.</title><content type='html'>Why you say you tell me you dowan tur kwa when you didnt tell me you dowan tur kwa?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the election storm blows right past the tiny red dot, the shame of 'lopez, the man and his ideas' stays. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving for chiangmai tml. been slacking so hard that packing has been the last thing in my mind. till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy club sits in the outskirts of the cbd, by tanjong pagar road tucked quietly into the corner. had some trouble finding it, since kai wasnt kind enough to lead me there. a hasty tequila shot made it all cool. while the dancefloor was a immediate blank, we had no intention to fill it up. later, we went to see his guitar teacher in action, which was very good, i'd comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you remain the needs of my everyday, distance does nothing but reinforces it all. i hope you feel that too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114744335585688137?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114744335585688137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114744335585688137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/shades-of-grey-light-of-recreation.html' title='shades of grey, light of recreation.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114727110175403408</id><published>2006-05-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T07:25:01.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thematyrderm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only we had more thinking people in our school. looking at the flood of emb messages makes me think that the panel probably didnt consider the emb before giving us the award. they would go, ahh the thinking mess of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways i have rumours of my cl teacher being a ultimate bore. why should she be! she's just some biased woman, but we shouldnt give other people names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tv flickers between channels. waiting for teammate as tml's presentation draws near. imagine the sweat, the inappropriate attire, boys in short pants giving formal presentations. would we be able to pass? i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days to go. chiong chiong chiang. and 5 days of missing to do, but then i'll leave behind a&lt;br /&gt;to-do list:&lt;br /&gt;1. hang it outside the door to make sure no one disturbs the princess at work.&lt;br /&gt;2. stand the solid on every single piece of paper, cause my affection carries weight.&lt;br /&gt;3. scroll it in some prominent place, make sure you wake up and read it every morning so that the affection is reaffirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats all that's needed to be done. for the 5 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114727110175403408?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114727110175403408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114727110175403408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/thematyrderm.html' title='thematyrderm.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114717757018583947</id><published>2006-05-09T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T07:04:17.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ratharumapumpum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/DSCN0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/320/DSCN0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;what is deon lee's nano doing in my house! he'd better make it up for all the trouble i went through answering my mother's doubts about me buying an ipod. HAHA. he bought this cute tote bag yesterday, which he claims no one has worn it before. and YET, i saw it on a babe today.&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;oops i cant say babe! i saw it on some random fugly girl on the street. THE babe doesnt have such a tote bag. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some -random fugly girl on the street- almost asked me to do a male photoshoot today. but when i told her my age, she was appalled and said thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY AGE! i dont look like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with the primary sch people went fine. really, 1 out of 5 kids in the school are obese? its the SECOND fattest school in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to the movies. 2 main streamers, a whole bunch of "those snobby people." HAHAH! that snobbish canoeist, so tall, is so cute &lt;em&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&gt;no one puts baby in the corner. the song may not mean it, but i do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114717757018583947?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114717757018583947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114717757018583947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/ratharumapumpum.html' title='ratharumapumpum.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114700803936570426</id><published>2006-05-07T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T06:20:39.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>badmoodsahoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/96911-20050820143818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/96911-20050820143818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one that does not need a circle stays in the circle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when two good things happen concurrently(elections 06 and asia awards 06), the telly deems USELESS.&lt;br /&gt;and i declare it USELESS TOO! heh.&lt;br /&gt;which is why they have reruns. so people catach it at a more convenient time.&lt;br /&gt;BUT reruns, you dont get all the heat, admit it. so the telly, once again, is deemed USELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw dianjun in town today. he has the mature charm! like omg. anyways he's the busiest guy ive ever seen, with all the chinese drama directing and stuff, i wonder where he gets the time for his girls. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ruined. RUINED. i should just burn my shopping sprees and turn them into energy for me to consume.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114700803936570426?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114700803936570426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114700803936570426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/badmoodsahoy.html' title='badmoodsahoy'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114690301827753120</id><published>2006-05-06T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T01:10:18.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Rabbits are Roadkill on Route 37.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned up my woofers a few notches higher. hey, i work much better with more decibels around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdays are lethargic. as i slam my body on the bed, i look at the man-made creation of the universe, pondering about life's bitches about me and its wonderful things bestowed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's bitches:&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;the need for work&lt;br /&gt;those anti-mes who reside around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however productive, ive come up with such a short list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's wonderful things:&lt;br /&gt;the guys at hwachong&lt;br /&gt;the guys at canoeing&lt;br /&gt;everyone else thats not an anti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am one who hates to go into detail. so there.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe i survived makign my new ezlink card. there was this fucking bitch who was hogging the queue? such people just disrupt other people's order of life. its like she's so centered on herself, with her complaints and personal inconvienences and stuff. its just not right, and it annoys me. ]-.-[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd better go create more space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114690301827753120?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114690301827753120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114690301827753120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/rabbits-are-roadkill-on-route-37.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114682219701357826</id><published>2006-05-05T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T02:49:33.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harsh felt strings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Thing.!(202).4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/320/Thing.%21%28202%29.4.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Thing.!(202).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIDE AWAY WITH ME!!! WOAHHH WOAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like the boys of 4P have taken a liking to this advertisement itune. and malcolm's class played cao cao! &lt;3&lt;3&gt;she's so 'phoney' aint she. and she has all the right coordinates, intersections and it all equates to a sexy. s-e-x-Y= MyXtraordinary + Cute.&lt;br /&gt;SO CORNY! : D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114682219701357826?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114682219701357826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114682219701357826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/harsh-felt-strings.html' title='harsh felt strings.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114649160375824036</id><published>2006-05-01T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T06:53:23.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to break or take.</title><content type='html'>bio turns out easy (for all of us, really) if its just studying, leefy says its about answering the questions. convincing? not when he fondles my classmates during bio -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i face controversies here and there. i am not machine, i do not reply only when others want to. and i do not have to have an input all day. but it seems i give off such signs that im made for such a thing. oh please no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i never hear anything even if i scream, yell or shout.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing comes back from the other end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats the thing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not the point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the wait? im starting to get weary of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so how do i cope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how do i deal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how do i deal without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114649160375824036?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114649160375824036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114649160375824036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-break-or-take.html' title='to break or take.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114637792714152096</id><published>2006-04-29T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T23:18:47.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone's talking about waking up the neighbourhood.</title><content type='html'>boy: momma, when korkors point their handphone cameras at themselves and take pictures, why do the jiejies all go crazy over them?&lt;br /&gt;mum: boy, only the pretty ones do. and you cant do that when you grow up, all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents are out buying a new cupboard for me. ahh its gonna reduce my jumping space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw another side of singapore when paul and i went to check out the house of japan. after evading temptations to illegal underage arabian smoking and endlass walking, finally found the rather unappealing place. rather a disappointment, but i saw stuff i'd thought never existed here. yeah we learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this whole afternoon, i'll spend it studying bio. or thats what i planned. and lin chen gave me the task to edit the presentation! so bummed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrah for wireless. now i can eat ice kachang and type. spill-free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114637792714152096?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114637792714152096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114637792714152096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/everyones-talking-about-waking-up.html' title='everyone&apos;s talking about waking up the neighbourhood.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114623173791334567</id><published>2006-04-28T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T06:42:17.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>three cheers for the same old things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/logo2%20edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/logo2%20edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its time to start focusing on the prelim 2 presentation. i am determined to get this done? ahwell. -laughs to myself&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how googling your name brings interesting stuff. i get all kinds of shit googling everyone's names there. including my teachers... xD&lt;br /&gt;i finally find SOMEONE who can hear lin chen! and thats MRS GIAM! i keep asking around, telling them lin chen is a darn mumbler, but everyone says he's fine. well he is! but i really get irritated sometimes, being unable to hear him. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway because of the prelim 2 thing i missed the bus to kallang squash centre, so i punished lin chen by making him play slime soccer in class till 4. it was rigorous, i would say. yeap. punished and why? dont get me started on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything you need, everything you want to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it hasn't slipped away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as it's here, with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114623173791334567?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114623173791334567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114623173791334567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/three-cheers-for-same-old-things.html' title='three cheers for the same old things.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114613811597121273</id><published>2006-04-27T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T04:41:55.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;i miss training. i still have competition. ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually found chinese test doable. but who knows, i may just suck at it again xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually slept today! for once i had the greatest nap of m life. and i believe there wont be anymore to come. and i have an ambiguous email. i should just use the other one : &lt;a href="mailto:chiobuz90@gmail.com"&gt;chiobuz90@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;! THE CHEEKOPEK EMAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep singing this lie, if you keep believing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114613811597121273?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114613811597121273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114613811597121273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-for-you.html' title='i am for you.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114606135121774196</id><published>2006-04-26T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:22:31.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart's beating faster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/ipwn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/320/ipwn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have little pictures. i almost forgot. im not supposed to put my friends' pictures up! that will be so... erhem i had a bad experience with it so nvm. apparently im still pissed with it! i find the person alright, but he should never have put my picture up on the blog. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just quit bicultural. i cant switch from chinese to english and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagery - something projected as others so as to provide a certain impression for others to pass judgement.&lt;br /&gt;if you're going for a biathelon, i'd rather spend time doing physical conditioning, not SHOPPING for apparel. likewise i wouldnt buy flashy shorts or bright paddles for a race. i just equip myself with what i need to perfom my physical maximum, without hinderance whatsoever. so yeah, im not gonna lend you my shoes, its for REAL TIME training only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of shoes, i need another pair of asics. jo can go shopping with me! pretty please. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114606135121774196?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114606135121774196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114606135121774196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-hearts-beating-faster.html' title='my heart&apos;s beating faster.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114596299042358740</id><published>2006-04-25T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T04:03:10.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST A FEW FIRST LAST WORDS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Thing.!(190).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Thing.%21%28190%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh coming back so early. im so not used to it! school's damn tiring, and home's so sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;listening to Chopin's Etude in C Sharp Minor. realised that if you cant play it, just appreciate it xD and its really different from what paul sends me. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and training. weeell. miss it so much, joseph's away for reservice though. means i have one more week to be weak? CANNOT JULY'S COMING! AHHHH. racing with the big boys. 0_o sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A BIG BOY TOO! jo says so. im grown out of power rangers, but i am one? DOESNT MAKE SENSE. and she likes big boys. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spread something in class today. damn i shouldnt have &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114596299042358740?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114596299042358740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114596299042358740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-few-first-last-words_25.html' title='JUST A FEW FIRST LAST WORDS.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114580331099738746</id><published>2006-04-23T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T07:41:51.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IVE STOPPED READING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Thing.!(188).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Thing.%21%28188%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the superhero of my life xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i realise we're all superheroes. all trying to achieve something for the world to see. accept. recognise. but till the day we die, we either make a net positive difference, or a net detrimental difference. either way, no one gives a damn. so no matter how hard some people try and try to be seen, to be heard, most dont really deliver at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, its the pursuing process, the pressure that arises, that we take as a form of pleasure, a derivation of joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha JOY POWER!!! hahah joy are you reading this. remember our song formation. its still not done yet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways watched sentinel with paul today. kiefer sutherland finally plays the straight agent :p&lt;br /&gt;nowi wanna buy the sentinel dvd too. yay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jo's a library enthusiast. she loves shakesphere and stuff. bbut there's one thing she can die of: SHUTTING UP. yeap. she forgot to add one phobia of hers: the shuttophobia :p anyway a good jo = alot of love, care and concern, so i had to take some out of malc and shove it on her! so malc, i'll make it up to you in sch, if you know what i mean ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yawns. i have didaskaleinophobia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114580331099738746?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114580331099738746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114580331099738746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-stopped-reading.html' title='IVE STOPPED READING.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114572006500510940</id><published>2006-04-22T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:34:25.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i already said i have funnier screenshots xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh anyway. stupid thieves. we have so many of late. what has hwachong done to deserve such a sad state? these black sheep are simply imbalanced disasters that do so much unfair harm to the school and its reputation. if IP turns out to produce people with defects in integrity, i'd rather not have IP. well maybe mrs ng was right. O LEVEL BOYS ARE BETTER! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i had YET ANOTHER CHANCE to display my enthusiasm for the environment today. EARTH DAY IS BACK AGAIN!!!!! *gives nerd look&lt;br /&gt;it was the launch of the environment awareness week la. low profile, in a not so obvious part of plaza sing, but they invited Ms Earth and Mr Yacoob Ibrahim. so HOT MS EARTH! even if she took off those heels, she'll still be taller than me. xD took a press picture with her, SHE TOUCHED MY SHOULDER! AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;*faints with satisfied look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Thing.!(191).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Thing.%21%28191%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when its natural, its at its best =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate jo's enthusiasm for the environment, she's gonna sleep with the fan on tonight! she promised, and that is a really big step for her to take. WE NEED MORE CONSCIOUS PEOPLE LIKE JO! ahh she's been great fun today, and she wows me like promised xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDING MY PICTURE POST WITH THIS! I LOVE MALCOLM. HE'S SOOOOOOOOO CUTE IN CAPE! AHHH! *gets high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picturesque expressions are so colourful. lifes so much better when you seeit in a photographic manner. memories serve as an endless fountain of emotions, but photographs are the essence, the minerals that exist in these water of fountains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114572006500510940?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114572006500510940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114572006500510940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-already-said-i-have-funnier.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114563178971922121</id><published>2006-04-21T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T18:09:33.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the times to log in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahhh screenshots of the the past, present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/200/untitled.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;this one with jo's heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have funnier ones, but nvm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways sophia blackmore lecture today. en loong and i were laughing at the speaker's ominous middle finger, and the sleeping beauty they call the 'principal'. and wei ming has the hots for the hot emcee. eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's supposedly the canoeist's day of community involvement, WE SHALL BE KIND. AND SLACK. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep it short. have to call jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7286/420/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114563178971922121?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114563178971922121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114563178971922121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/times-to-log-in.html' title='the times to log in.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114526530815181628</id><published>2006-04-17T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T02:15:08.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>l33t. just watched the video lee lao shi made for us. 'production company'??&lt;br /&gt;yes ive made ben famous. he and his song. the only thing i regret is not making him pay for my singing talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday li long! remembered roughly about a treat from a first mum, but there's always the second mum xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck at o2jam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114526530815181628?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114526530815181628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114526530815181628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/l33t.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114494081937198214</id><published>2006-04-13T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T08:06:59.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>national finals.</title><content type='html'>final day.&lt;br /&gt;seeing one teammate by another teammate fail to get a top 3 placing, we were all downtrodden. but i wasnt daunted by this. instead, i was even more eager to get one trohpy to avenge all of my teammates.&lt;br /&gt;i fought hard, but not enough - silver and lost by a mere second.&lt;br /&gt;i begin to regret. if i had become stable then. none of this would have happened.&lt;br /&gt;i faltered, but we got team 3rd in the end.&lt;br /&gt;good fight team. we will come back next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i cant find place to put my trophy. and oh registered for k1 500 for the july nationals. but i hope mr chian can patch me up in a k2 event with boon gan! hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;was that gold really important? before i raced it wasnt a matter. if i got a lbottom 3 placing, i wouldnt mind. but seeing how i lost that placing by a scratch... such an understated feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw qb jie at cini today. couldnt recognise her!? oh man she's taking a banking course in sp now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also went long johns and saw bk with his gal. he was pissed that we got double third! probably casue we have come so far, from a double gold to a double bronze. really, its been 4 years. that fast. (oh he gave a disgusted look when i told him wayne didnt get in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met many people today, i saw my life flash by. canoeing, canoeing, canoeing. a sport i'll love forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114494081937198214?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114494081937198214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114494081937198214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/national-finals.html' title='national finals.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114484673502188184</id><published>2006-04-12T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T05:58:55.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the day of reckoning.</title><content type='html'>update before tml, the last day of sch nationals.&lt;br /&gt;yeah its the day of reckoning. competition like never before. but i know im ready. to complete that damn race, and WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul scared me withh his maturity. for once he did not reply with a joking tone. paul, you've matured, i salute that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU SUCK AT SLIME SOCCER HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. gotta rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114484673502188184?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114484673502188184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114484673502188184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-of-reckoning.html' title='the day of reckoning.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114373170662738368</id><published>2006-03-30T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T07:15:06.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all that talk.</title><content type='html'>after the math test, i was all happy and cheery. even at training, when it was raining, i sang thrice as much. everybody could testify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how could i. i realised, later, today was actually unworthy of happy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;first the boy of my life. malcolm has been sad these few days, over him and louis going slow. yet today we raced and they couldnt manage to win me. i mean, how could i do that to them! i know malcolm feels very motivated to buff up now, but i feel that i shouldnt be doing this to the k2. on that very k2, sits not only the boy of my life, but also one of my best friends who have been with me for like, forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise to louis and mal. i felt so sad after training thinking about what happened. you guys might think little about it, but i really care. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sometimes i think too much for myself, ive seem to forget about caring for the people around me. them for which without, i wouldnt have gotten thus far. be it my teamamtes, sibling, classmates, it has all been an uanimous motivation for me to live my life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like doing some teammate appreciation. not by any order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jone. a great motivator and guy who 'njs' with me all the time! really enthusiastic canoeist with overflowing potential, you've been a good pal to me, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivan.  SO WEIRD but he's my sparring partner, very hardworking. i appreciate all the times we've trained together, i guess we'll be seeing each other again in college?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangjie. the handsome cute boy1. very serious guy, for both good and bad. anyways you've been very very encourage-ey, and i know the whole team appreciates your effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damien. the handsome cute boy2. always happy and smiling, your positive attitude is something ive been trying to emulate. thanks for being a model for me man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JON HU. man of my life. abit the slacker, but nevertheless the one and only farnie poofy guy. thanks for all your sarcasm and cute faces, i really appreciate them during training!( i appreciate them outside training too xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon lee. hmmm dont care what the other guys say alright? win a medal and prove your manhood. HAHAH train harder dude the nationals are approaching. do us proud alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALCOLM&lt;3 dont feel so bad already alright! enhjoyed gaying around with you during training, we both know we care about each other. your presence really cherred me up during training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis. what can i say. racing partner for every double race i took. always there to train with me, or to offer his valuable and comical(sometimes) inights. little words can express my appreciation for you being able to make it for training despite your other commitments man, really a teammate of wonderful physical and mental tenacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jian rui. the other guy in the team who likes chinese music. yay we can relate yah. always a hard trainer, and i believe you'll do us proud in nationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEREMY. YESS. im so lost for words for this wonderful teammate of mine. the joesph-liker i shall say. train hard man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last, but definitely nowhere near the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul. we dont agree much sometimes, big slacker, lies.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. he's the guy who ive seen so much will, sense of improvement and resolve within such a small frame. he'll do well in his first ever official race, and wont let us down no matter what. because. we know you've done your best. all the way, fellow canoeist. fellow friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i know i've left out sec 3s, plus its so short. perhaps after the nationals, i'll work on it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HWACHONG! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114373170662738368?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114373170662738368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114373170662738368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/all-that-talk.html' title='all that talk.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114363935412084742</id><published>2006-03-29T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T05:35:54.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a change of authority.</title><content type='html'>school was nothing much today, except for the debate that left me REALLY tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got so bored waiting for the rain to stop. that we went to chase a frog down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;oops and i touched jon hu. alot. accidentally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114363935412084742?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114363935412084742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114363935412084742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-for-change-of-authority.html' title='time for a change of authority.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114321223457093703</id><published>2006-03-24T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T06:57:14.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderwall of weezer.</title><content type='html'>pinic at mac tomorrow!!! although its just training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HWA CHONG WHERE ARE WE ALL GOING!&lt;br /&gt;train hard and stop fooling around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114321223457093703?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114321223457093703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114321223457093703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/wonderwall-of-weezer.html' title='wonderwall of weezer.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114312317219395860</id><published>2006-03-23T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:13:50.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because of you</title><content type='html'>You've add colours to my life, and made my world has twice as many stars in the sky. Seen me smile, heard me laugh and glimpses of bits and pieces, here and there. You knew how happy I was, and I knew you were feeling it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to steal things away from you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114312317219395860?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114312317219395860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114312317219395860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/because-of-you.html' title='because of you'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114303250554612401</id><published>2006-03-22T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T05:01:45.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and when you start to panic when your blogger account gets hacked</title><content type='html'>Of course I am not Bernard :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not supposed to tarnish his good reputation, so I won't post anything stupid. And he is kissing his talk homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just picture of a person with a dollar coin, putting it in to a vending machine craving for a can of coke. The churning in your stomach when you see 5 cans of it coming out. The bad thing about this is to keep the 5 cans of coke which you bought for a dollar and not sharing any of it with me. A can for 20 cents, how worth it can you get. Where to find such cheap cokes. I wished I had that luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is hacking into my blog now. He's only got three blogs, I've got more than ten. Beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he lied to me, he said he can't access blogger. And why is he rumaging through my blogs like pages of his, I don't know. Ha ha ha. Bernard, you better not tarnish my reputation too. Else I would do the same to yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationals are coming. Actually I know nuts about canoeing, but I love to say that I'm good at it. In fact, I'm pretty good at it actually, at least I can move it, at least I know that I can sit in it without a life jacket while everyone else had to, at least I know I can swim in a reservoir when I am not supposed to. So I can see Bernard's face trying to kill me now. I'm polluting his water that he's drinking. Actually I didn't fall off. So it's safe, really. If I ever did fall off, I wouldn't know how to swim back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty gay typing like that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucky it isn't Bernard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114303250554612401?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114303250554612401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114303250554612401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-when-you-start-to-panic-when-your.html' title='and when you start to panic when your blogger account gets hacked'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114277532924675158</id><published>2006-03-19T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T05:35:29.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school starts.</title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i almost forgot to blog about the recent devastating moment i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was morning, was taking a bus to sch to meet mr fong for an interview, out of the blue i saw the familiar hot mgs girl. again. i was half-awake. but i saw her wearing a yellow shirt. somehow an ambiguous crest appeard on the shirt. i took a closer squint, only to my horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot mgs girl's MORPHED INTO ACJC CHICK!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways enough said. i dont even know what a neutral wire is used for in a circuit. mum will slap me if she finds out im more interested in a jc i cant go to than physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh the pain blow the whistle cause its 22 DAYS TO NATIONALS! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: i still &lt;3malcolm. :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114277532924675158?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114277532924675158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114277532924675158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/school-starts.html' title='school starts.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114260727752657749</id><published>2006-03-17T06:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T06:56:05.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im thinking out and loud, so sit down and listen.</title><content type='html'>went to nus high in e morning for their science congress, everyone was(yet again) laughing at a random prc's comical english accent. well the track(which is built for dunno what reason) is on top of thei LIBRARY! well thats one place you cant read your books in peace. i thought it was a cool track till i saw what lies underneath. INDEED a school of Mathematics and Science, not of Sensible Architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been up and running from morn till afternoon this few days and im REALLY TIRED. slept like 11 everyday either doing e BSPRP or watching auctions for nothing. or watching american pie too. fuckface!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its seems like its getting hotter around here and there's lesser nighttime! whywhywhy do this to us ozone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to rush down to mac somemore to carry boats sent from kallang. school sails away from the salty seas! hahaha. KALLANG KAN KISS MY KUNT. KOOD RIDDANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby just say goodnight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be gone tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby just close your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant take the sorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby just walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know i cant stay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no easy way to say goodbye,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just say goodnight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114260727752657749?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114260727752657749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114260727752657749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-thinking-out-and-loud-so-sit-down_17.html' title='im thinking out and loud, so sit down and listen.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114248343538491172</id><published>2006-03-15T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T20:30:35.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop turn take a look around.</title><content type='html'>cdiv training was wacky yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few:&lt;br /&gt;someguy wearing farmer gloves to paddle(???)&lt;br /&gt;someguy still wearing aqua shoes on board his boat(like wtf??)&lt;br /&gt;someguy paddling n front of a k2 the other guy's like whining worse than kevin(like wtf too??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes someguy. dont know their names what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'so there was this one time, at band camp, she stuck a flute up hers.' watched american pie. yup the first 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;malcolm &lt;3 bernard says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;bernard &lt;3 malcolm says:&lt;br /&gt;heheh&lt;br /&gt;bernard &lt;3 malcolm says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay lene's back! she has lots of stories to tell. of course i must blog about her in return. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114248343538491172?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114248343538491172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114248343538491172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/stop-turn-take-look-around.html' title='stop turn take a look around.'/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105307.post-114233999047751323</id><published>2006-03-14T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T04:39:50.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have understood the powers of blocking people on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before so, i was thoroughly annoyed by the unified voice of hell: the voice of the ugliest, most annoying and vile acting canoeing mate of mine.&lt;br /&gt;well i shouldnt use the word friend, since i ignore at all times possible.&lt;br /&gt;after so, i felt that there was no need to hold unproductive conversations with such a creature anymore. i could focus on talking to real humans an perhaps derive what ive been missing all the while that ive been conversing with this poseurish creature. thank you msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont bother guessing. who could be more annoying and pathetic in the whole of canoeing? definitely something that requires no comprehension but immediate acceptance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7105307-114233999047751323?l=patch32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114233999047751323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7105307/posts/default/114233999047751323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://patch32.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-understood-powers-of-blocking.html' title=''/><author><name>badassbanana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12240129813521427071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5h-QDTw1ioM/TkiyCLD-MLI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DrXLfH2QYOI/s220/guetta.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
