<?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-32250817</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:55:19.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironics</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-117084454849442281</id><published>2007-02-07T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T02:35:48.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This is not about petty, is about pissing people off and you continue without a sense of guilt lingering in your heart. I know when to stop, did u? NO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selfless thoughts about yourself, i'm always compromising, what about you? take things for granted. *PISSED! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-117084454849442281?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/117084454849442281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=117084454849442281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/117084454849442281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/117084454849442281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-not-about-petty-is-about.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-117058681168799246</id><published>2007-02-04T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:00:11.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dxo, the first and the last. Lucky for those who wasn't there, 2nd in a row yet another wrong decision i had made for my night life.My Friday, i went to catch Babel, my god, as what Kor was saying, "First time i feel the urge for the movie to end now." Cross scene play is not working anymore, It's okie if there was only 3 cross, but he did an 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DETEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than here come the Dx0 night, so many was down at MOS, yet my persistance defeated their persuasion but ended up with agony and frustation. *guilt-stricken-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Boys! Am really sorry okie, don't hold grudge on me for such small incident okie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The management, the underage, the bouncers, the rude crowd, the lousy aircon, the silly little boys. Please boy boy, no fighting in club. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun scolding the bouncers, the silly crowd just stood there, just stupidly stood there for half an hour without voicing out what's going on in their head, "why the line never move?"" where's the ticket" " why so long i still standing at the same old smelly spot." &lt;strong&gt;silly timid typical singaporean&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh wait, did i tell u all i always Cut the line when i was in school? Maybe that's why i'm so good at cutting the line. *PROUD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i won 21bucks from mahjong yesterday before Dx0. Woops i did it again. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sense of achievement from the table. But, is this what u want ALCIFER? FUCK YOU! OKIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too busy for self reflection lately, shall do it asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-117058681168799246?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/117058681168799246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=117058681168799246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/117058681168799246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/117058681168799246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/02/dxo-first-and-last.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-117040596363083356</id><published>2007-02-02T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:46:40.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Days went by rotting at home. idling away, watching vcds, slacking, going out, drink bubble tea, drink ice vanilla with milk base. drink frappucino caramel. (fcuk the english, you think icare? ) *non-chalant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for clubbin'! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to catch Babel later, and hopefully i'll be at MOS in the night before i go over to Vivo City for Babel! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of words to be pen down, so many flashbacks. So much of agony that never been share with the world. So.. Fcuked uP! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dx0 will be fun isn't it? Detest the thought of the long Q, i'm kinda of racist! But, please friends of other races if u're my friend already this just tell you one thing, i love you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is turning hot, tempermental, irrational, contradicting, everyone's problem that have been hiding in their problem stash jumping out like spring getting loose on the springboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live to the fullest?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-117040596363083356?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/117040596363083356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=117040596363083356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/117040596363083356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/117040596363083356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/02/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116984414477802545</id><published>2007-01-26T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T12:43:34.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>The lack of sleep is killing me, poisoning my life. &lt;strong&gt;Toxicated!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take a quick cold shower, and head on the road for jogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic lifestyle for those desirable abs again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i needa catch &lt;strong&gt;Babel&lt;/strong&gt;!! There's &lt;strong&gt;Brad Pitt &lt;/strong&gt;inside, and also &lt;strong&gt;School For Scoundrels&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/360674/Rinko%20Kikuchi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/823821/Rinko%20Kikuchi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rinko Kikuchi &lt;/strong&gt;will be featured in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/503521/Brad%20Pitt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/292957/Brad%20Pitt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i need to introduce him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooops? wasn't we suppose to have a game of basketball last night? Whatever, passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, fcuk this shite, the stupid result is coming out soon, anxiety, depression, mood swings, insomnia hits me more often than ever. &lt;strong&gt;Friggin 4am now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, 3weeks since i last stepped into a club, can someone drag me along? I wanna go there and order a drink and sit quietly alone in some dark isolated corner. You think i'm kidding? omg, i never grind, i never dance, i always do this. I'm Saint, untainted glass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not some idiot, Night Safari and Apoclpyto. &lt;br /&gt;Love. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116984414477802545?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116984414477802545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116984414477802545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116984414477802545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116984414477802545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116956857857972519</id><published>2007-01-23T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:09:38.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's the best you can do when u're so HYPER!? LIKE i am NOW?&lt;br /&gt;i donno what's wrong with me? must be all the puking and vommiting driving me crazy like NUTS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't went for work!! BUT I FARKING TOLD THEM ALREADY LA!!! CCB!! 8am CALL CALL CALL!! ask me wake uP! NVM!! 12pm STILL CALLING!!!!!!!!! omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEll, you think i care? ;) i love them stills. wahahaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i went out with Lionel Chew Chin Yong. YOU KNOW WHEN WE were at the BUS STOP a FUCKING MOFO WORE A spaghetti strip, come on, i know it's common to see pretty hot chiqs in spag. strip, but i'm now talking about a &lt;strong&gt;guy&lt;/strong&gt; wearing it okie! OMG LA, THE WORST IS!! he even wore a C' cup bra inside. friggin idiotic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, actually if he take another bus, but i never expected my self to be this unlucky!! he got up the same bus number as i am!! &lt;strong&gt;961.&lt;/strong&gt; Everyone was like so scare of sitting or stand next to him, there was an obvious huge gap between that weirdo and normal human beings like us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus went on.. he got an seat.. god bless the guy that sat beside him as he met the weirdest of all the weirdos i met. =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!! i saw that weirdo yawning, he lost some of his tooths! =) So he's &lt;strong&gt;hideous&lt;/strong&gt;, attention seeker, &lt;strong&gt;public nuisance&lt;/strong&gt; and also &lt;strong&gt;tooth-less.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i shall stop being mean, but what was he thinking when he was wearing that sort of outfit outside? Spag Strip, wif a C-Cup Bra inside. Sigh. &lt;strong&gt;Non-enlighten mere mortals!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DROP THE TOPIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUCKING QUEENS WAY SHOP UNCLE LIED TO me, 2weeks AGO i went and he TELL ME 2weeks from that ago which is NOW! the shirt will be in, and there was i asking HIM. "Uncle" where's the MCR SHIRT? Uncle" No more STOCK, SOLD OUT" Coming in, in 1week plus times.!! &lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU UNCLE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/341847/272614862l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/864215/272614862l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116956857857972519?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116956857857972519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116956857857972519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116956857857972519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116956857857972519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/whats-best-you-can-do-when-ure-so.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116923398971437843</id><published>2007-01-19T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:13:09.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Apocalypto &lt;/strong&gt; ultimate gruesome show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the cast for this show dosen't has define solid ice cube ABs like those soldiers in &lt;strong&gt;300&lt;/strong&gt;! omg la, can u imagine your wife, your beloved women giving birth to your child in a pit when the rain is filling up the friggin pit and her life is in uber danger and there she is forcing her will to stay calm and deliver u and her love blossom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, can u imagine!! your daddy got his throat cut infront of you!? Your Friggin wife got raped by those horrendous hounds that raided their village, just for the sake of offering u guys to the "god" . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of god, for goodness sake drop the god shite in movies please, this will just make me hate worshipping of god more, when mere humans mislead their thoughts in sacrificing their own "kinds" for better selfish gain from their almighty self proclaimed god somewhere in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy CLUBBING! :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116923398971437843?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116923398971437843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116923398971437843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116923398971437843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116923398971437843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/apocalypto-ultimate-gruesome-show.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116907279452026791</id><published>2007-01-17T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T14:26:34.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Wheel of Fortune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of &lt;br /&gt;intoxication with success&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116907279452026791?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116907279452026791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116907279452026791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116907279452026791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116907279452026791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-are-wheel-of-fortune-good-fortune.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116871328155841883</id><published>2007-01-13T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:34:41.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chalet~!&lt;/strong&gt; Boring is the best word to describe when the things got started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire won't burn, the surrounding won't change. The ambience is the same as the office. Still and lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the fire got started and the food start to come and the flow of it.. &lt;strong&gt;endless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played the Number game, put your hand into the ice box for 30seconds when u get the number right. &lt;strong&gt;Killer'. game.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back room and played &lt;strong&gt;Need for Speed Carbon&lt;/strong&gt;, MY goD. never knew i gt such an nice game rotting in my room for such a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When boredom creeps in, we challenged the ice box again, see who out last each other. &lt;strong&gt;SHIOK!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWNS. CLUBBING TIME next week!! =) &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; turn. Be responsible okie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116871328155841883?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116871328155841883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116871328155841883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116871328155841883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116871328155841883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/chalet-boring-is-best-word-to-describe.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116829222787493729</id><published>2007-01-08T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:09:49.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once in awhile u're nice, once in awhile u turned demon. When your mind was taken over by alcohol %%%%%. farked. u're shite. Lousy yet a compulsive drinker. How many times must u ripped the house? how many times must you cause this "stacko" to fall again and again.. what achievement u get from all this? barely uncertainty about all this shites that you've always been creating all along in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i locked myself in the room, cried at my own helplessness, u insolent fool. &lt;strong&gt;Non enlighten ones.&lt;/strong&gt; Thee shall bless you with knowledge. Thee shall give you power. Thee shall just give you BLINGS BLINGS and solve every shites that u're not happy about the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DROP THE TOPIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116829222787493729?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116829222787493729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116829222787493729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116829222787493729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116829222787493729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/once-in-awhile-ure-nice-once-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116798427761277673</id><published>2007-01-05T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T00:04:37.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Fcuk UP as ALWAYS&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116798427761277673?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116798427761277673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116798427761277673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116798427761277673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116798427761277673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/fcuk-up-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116785598373282358</id><published>2007-01-03T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T12:26:23.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;INSOMNIA&lt;/strong&gt; SUCKS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slpt barely for 6hours and i'm awake for the new day already, when the dawn hasn't even break, when the rooster in the kampong won't even be screeching. When the sun that seems so far away yet so near is covered by the ominous dark cloudy sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can u complain!! when your friggin chest and throat has been giving u horrible experience while eating, sleeping and drinking. I can't drink water, i'll puke it out once in a while, i can't eat too fast, feel like getting it out of my oesophagus 5mins after it's down. Excessive drinking? Inflammation? Whatever it is, this is not a  pleasant experience for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to train the &lt;strong&gt;desirable Abs &lt;/strong&gt;once again, these clubbings, turning 18, becoming an Legal changed my life quite abit. Intentions to smoke pop up in my head often already. But all the thoughts dissapear when i recoil the smell of the Tanned mouth. Such contradiction, such &lt;strong&gt;irony&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; Desires yet consequences&lt;/strong&gt;. Adorable yet expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, it had been way too long since i last used 5megapixels and above camera to release my vanity that's keeping low and hiding well in my inner self lately. The 17's life. The 18's life. Now 2007 is the world. The 19's life awaits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Re Solution? Never thought of one yet, time flies. Bli&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;k bl&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt;nk your &lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;urs&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;ry eyes and it'&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;l be 2008 alr&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;ady. Whatever it is, &lt;strong&gt;ilu. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116785598373282358?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116785598373282358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116785598373282358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116785598373282358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116785598373282358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2007/01/insomnia-sucks-i-slpt-barely-for.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116746448533341403</id><published>2006-12-29T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T23:41:25.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The thoughts of dust settling on this blog give me an POWERFUL source of energy to BLOG again! i've been busy quite lately! Mahjong, Basketball, working &amp; quarrelling.  Hectic lifestyle i suppose. i want to add clubbing into the busy lifestyle but!! i've no choice, i'll be a living zombie if i ever includes that into the &lt;strong&gt;Must-Do list. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year 2007 is few thirty hours away from now, where shall i go? where shall i seek fun and pleasure? &lt;strong&gt;Sigh,&lt;/strong&gt; uncertainty lingers among my group of friends, wondering was they too wishy washy or am i too easy going? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway going to be naked with my hot steamy water again going over to Yuki house now, he is BLASTING TRANCE in his SHABBY house! wahahahahaa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116746448533341403?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116746448533341403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116746448533341403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116746448533341403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116746448533341403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/thoughts-of-dust-settling-on-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116702699554261162</id><published>2006-12-24T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:09:55.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>Xmas present aye? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but dissapointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be the same before, and after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116702699554261162?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116702699554261162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116702699554261162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116702699554261162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116702699554261162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116678779855910078</id><published>2006-12-22T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T03:43:18.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/904965/muse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/881752/muse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went to Marina Square and caught the Night at the Museum. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, Ben Stiller the lead actor of the show Night at the Museum a chance for him to outshine my &lt;strong&gt;IDOL OWEN WILSON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colombous and Larry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/433647/muse1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/54272/muse1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tehees!! &lt;strong&gt;Owen Wilson &lt;/strong&gt;is inside the show as a Cowboy Leader! Omg, he is my all time Comedy Idol. Actually, Owen Wilson should be the lead ACTOR!! not Ben Stiller! &lt;strong&gt;What a stealer, Stiller. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen Wilson back facing and a dumb face Ben Stealer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/626602/museum22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/925129/museum22.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well, even though &lt;strong&gt;Idol&lt;/strong&gt; is just a small winky tiny figurine in the show, his radiance still shining brightly, it can't be denied if u ever gonna catch this show and u shall experience it yourself! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt's all! am gonna go naked with hot steamy water now. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116678779855910078?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116678779855910078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116678779855910078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116678779855910078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116678779855910078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-i-went-to-marina-square-and.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116667161765323630</id><published>2006-12-20T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T19:26:57.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The huge bird landed on Singapore at 1:30am. Filled with gifts, lingeries, clothes, foods, desirable items and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she's back!!! My &lt;strong&gt;pretty alluring sister!! &lt;/strong&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, she's back with lots and lots of shite for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, someone's back too on the same night. Shan't bitch on the details yeah? Someone. :) &lt;br /&gt; Nothing But.... &lt;strong&gt;Jealousy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6months overseas, not much changes i seen on my sister! The most obvious differences is that, she had put on weight!! How can someone not put on weight when she wake, eat, TV TV TV, eat, slp! all the times! as she claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought a new camera, &lt;strong&gt;7.2megapixel&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;*HAPPY! &lt;/strong&gt;Cybershot ROcks! =)&lt;br /&gt;My new toy it must be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/619582/48858010.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/180766/48858010.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess Lordjustin is the one enjoying the most out of my sister's arrival back to Singapore, he got an &lt;strong&gt;gameboy SP advance &lt;/strong&gt;and lots of games.. new board GAMEs, that means MORE &lt;strong&gt;BUGGING FROM HIM,&lt;/strong&gt; like " play with me please?" "U now free? play with me la!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, "thanks" for the shirt yeah!? Am so not gonna wear it la!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116667161765323630?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116667161765323630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116667161765323630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116667161765323630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116667161765323630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/huge-bird-landed-on-singapore-at-130am.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116602651479773074</id><published>2006-12-13T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:19:16.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT=20&gt;When &lt;strong&gt;hansplast&lt;/strong&gt; is on my cheek &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/535518/Picture%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/204901/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes again, &lt;strong&gt;vanity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/854417/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/909161/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't resist the &lt;strong&gt;temptation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/913836/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/969171/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything get &lt;strong&gt;back to basic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/222957/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/196052/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116602651479773074?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116602651479773074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116602651479773074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116602651479773074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116602651479773074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-hansplast-is-on-my-cheek-here-it.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116559635652832464</id><published>2006-12-08T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:45:56.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/734365/MCR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/64180/MCR.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so addicted to it, it flows in my blood. My body, i can't explain a shite-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Welcome To The Black Parade"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a young boy,&lt;br /&gt;My father took me into the city&lt;br /&gt;To see a marching band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Son when you grow up,&lt;br /&gt;would you be the savior of the broken, &lt;br /&gt;the beaten and the damned?"&lt;br /&gt;He said "Will you defeat them,&lt;br /&gt;your demons, and all the non-believers, &lt;br /&gt;the plans that they have made?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because one day I'll leave you,&lt;br /&gt;A phantom to lead you in the summer,&lt;br /&gt;To join The Black Parade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a young boy,&lt;br /&gt;My father took me into the city&lt;br /&gt;To see a marching band.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Son when you grow up,&lt;br /&gt;would you be the savior of the broken, &lt;br /&gt;the beaten and the damned?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;And other times I feel like I should go.&lt;br /&gt;And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;And when you're gone we want you all to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on,&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're dead and gone believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart I can't contain it&lt;br /&gt;The anthem won't explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your misery and hate will kill us all.&lt;br /&gt;So paint it black and take it back&lt;br /&gt;Let's shout it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;Defiant to the end we hear the call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're dead and gone believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on we carry through the fears&lt;br /&gt;Ooh oh ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed faces of your peers&lt;br /&gt;Ooh oh ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me cause I could not care at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die, you'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because the world will never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;Go and try, you'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;We want it all, we wanna play this part&lt;br /&gt;I won't explain or say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar&lt;br /&gt;Give a cheer for all the broken&lt;br /&gt;Listen here, because it's who we are&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man, I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;Just a boy, who had to sing this song&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man, I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;I! don't! care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're dead and gone believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die, you'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because the world will never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;Go and try, you'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die, you'll never make me (We'll carry on)&lt;br /&gt;Because the world will never take my heart (We'll carry on)&lt;br /&gt;Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll carry)&lt;br /&gt;We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't &lt;strong&gt;mind&lt;/strong&gt; me, i'm &lt;strong&gt;hyperactive by nature.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/740643/mcr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/764514/mcr1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u'll be flying, i'll see your plane sear through the cloud. &lt;br /&gt;u'll be gone, i'll write your name to &lt;strong&gt;remember&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;u'll be leaving, i'll look at your picture to tell u, i&lt;strong&gt; misses&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;u'll be enjoying, so &lt;strong&gt;WILL I =) HOLA~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116559635652832464?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116559635652832464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116559635652832464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116559635652832464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116559635652832464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-so-addicted-to-it-it-flows-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116539475477121843</id><published>2006-12-06T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:45:54.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate &lt;strong&gt;wednesday!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116539475477121843?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116539475477121843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116539475477121843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116539475477121843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116539475477121843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-hate-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116520826382103154</id><published>2006-12-03T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:57:43.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>F' the Xpo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friggin far- friggin long journey. exhausted upon arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F' the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F' the long hours of standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F' the waking up at 7:45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now all that is gone. im still exhausted by the drainage for the past 4days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/104389/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/899335/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/73958/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/638373/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/900898/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/154594/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116520826382103154?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116520826382103154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116520826382103154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116520826382103154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116520826382103154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/12/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116476576500910598</id><published>2006-11-28T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:02:45.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;genki_kimuhara@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt; please delete that if u find it a hassle to be included into your MSN- i'll be using t'&lt;strong&gt; alcifer_i@hotmail.com&lt;/strong&gt; as MSN from today onwards, so bloody fiakers who even read this please do something about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/563521/edited-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/400/25249/edited-003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116476576500910598?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116476576500910598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116476576500910598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116476576500910598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116476576500910598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/genkikimuharahotmail.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116452608590429769</id><published>2006-11-25T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:28:05.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The fear of lining up pushed out the "kiasu" ness inside us, we got our hand stamped at 8:30pm. We were like 2hour earlier for Mr Armin Van Buuren. Hate the line, love the music, sacrifices must be done. So,we did it. =)&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there was this &lt;strong&gt;R2 event &lt;/strong&gt;going on, introducing the new Subaru's model. We participated the event in attempt of winning the Zoukout tickets out of the event. Sadly, we've only got like &lt;strong&gt;8 Subaru's T-shirts and 3 out of 5bears &lt;/strong&gt;they gave out? We Swept them clean from the host's hand. GOSU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clock takes life away and hasten the speed of death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/1600/504207/220px-Vanbuuren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4862/479/320/986460/220px-Vanbuuren.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Armin Van Buuren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rocked the hell out of &lt;strong&gt;Zouk&lt;/strong&gt; last night. When the clock struck 11pm, the house was packed already and the line is evergrowing outside. Sad to say, Jimmy left early because of some misunderstanding between them. My god, maybe it'll be a blessing in disguise for him? As the DANCE FLOOR WAS &lt;strong&gt;FULLY PACKED!&lt;/strong&gt; i hate to squeeze between crowds, espically when i'm not really feeling that well last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, &lt;strong&gt;DJ Armin&lt;/strong&gt; was the hell yeah must see performance yearly. That's the passion for music? The crowd and everything say's it all! Oh yeah! Lawrence has a nice cute indian friend. Subaya. i called him &lt;strong&gt;Subaru&lt;/strong&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;He is the most Hilarious shite i ever met, after so many years of phony laughters and hypocritic smiles i gave, i had a good cramp out of laughing by his uber funny jokes and words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116452608590429769?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116452608590429769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116452608590429769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116452608590429769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116452608590429769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/fear-of-lining-up-pushed-out-kiasu.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116433156859155810</id><published>2006-11-23T17:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T17:26:08.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog.</title><content type='html'>i've accomplished! Killed the &lt;strong&gt;friggin' BOSS!&lt;/strong&gt; sense of accomplishment lingers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalaa!! &lt;strong&gt;Home&lt;/strong&gt; was fun. Drank alot alot alot. But still sober! =)&lt;br /&gt;Vodka Redbull &lt;br /&gt;Vodka Ribena&lt;br /&gt;Vodka Lime.&lt;br /&gt;Beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i claims tt i hate vodka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas was insane! Drunkard stupor! lol.&lt;br /&gt;He passed his TP! Congrats. Sadly, he's going into the Monk's Academy on Dec 15th. Time to serve the country by shaving it bald and sweat thru vigorous activities like? &lt;strong&gt;Carrying a 30kg bag and walks 4km. &lt;/strong&gt; For sure i'm proud of my friend, none of them are as wimpy as some arsehole. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LanJiao Peng~&lt;/strong&gt; Geng-ster sucks! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow some balls please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm stucked thinking if i should dye or highlight my hair? Or simply leave it black as it is right now. =) &lt;strong&gt;Tell me tell me! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116433156859155810?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116433156859155810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116433156859155810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116433156859155810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116433156859155810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog_23.html' title='Blog.'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116406406079872266</id><published>2006-11-20T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:07:40.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so friggin' infuriated! &lt;strong&gt;The Final Fantasy X-II&lt;/strong&gt;. Making me piss off day by day, that stupid boss that seem never ending alive is pushing me to the edge of the cliff &lt;strong&gt;"never endingly."&lt;/strong&gt;  No matter how hard i hit his balls with my arrows and gunpowders, it's still flying hard, filled with vigor and vital. Relentless attempts. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, i almost doze off while killing some pathetic "kickless" creeps to gain more learning point to learn those ultimate skills!! To do more COMBOS TO KILL THAT FRIGGIN flying vigor shite. &lt;strong&gt;That stupid boss drank too much red bull?&lt;/strong&gt; Fly so high. Wishes my melee could had pierced thru his heart with a few stabs instead of flying arrows and tons of gunpowder hitting his solitude figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABHOR!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the new game system for the Final Fantasy game is uber cool,awesome, supreme! =)) &lt;strong&gt;*hail t' japanese.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/ffx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/320/ffx.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Fantasy X-II Children of Ivalice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new license board created. Which in the past, wherby equipments are equiped upon existance, now u needa learn to wear it before u can wear it! An hassle but add on the challenge to complete the game, which all RPG gamers are seeking for isn't that so!? &lt;strong&gt;KUDOS!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only for the equipments, but also the skills and everything. Well well well. &lt;br /&gt;Most importantly is the graphics for FFXII, it's uber 3D!=) Damn nice, and the short movies are of top quality, like yeah watching an movie for 30seconds =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A short introduction in understanding of the game!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final Fantasy 12 is set in the world of Ivalice, for many years the two kingdoms of Archadia and Rozarria have been fighting against each other in a bitter struggle. Located in a intentionally important passage between the two powers is the small kingdom of Dalmasca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archadia's invasion of the kingdom prompts its princess, Ashelia B'nargin, to join forces with the Resistance. Vaan is a positive and bright young man soft from the ancient kingdom of Dalmasca, which has fallen under the control of the Archadian Empire. Due to the unacceptable conditions there, he has cut his ties with relatives and seeking his very own personal freedom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Time to train to kill that friggin' irritating flying shite!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up for breakfast!! subway hurr! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116406406079872266?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116406406079872266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116406406079872266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116406406079872266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116406406079872266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-friggin-infuriated-final-fantasy.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116389395562623924</id><published>2006-11-18T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T15:57:40.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTAYE!</title><content type='html'>I saw an cockster on the dance floor. UBER HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be cool yet he was an fool to t' crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. super duper funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice nice, my ears the poor organ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was at Zouk/Phuture. lost feelings for my legs after that. Poor shoes, been stepped countless times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SaturdaY! Shufflers!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Omg, i'll learn the art of it asap. =)&lt;br /&gt;MOS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wednesday going somewhere unknown. Hopefully, it'll be fun as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;u wasn't there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facaded&lt;/strong&gt; myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun ohhh...!!! rubbish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the pictures, realises one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being cruel to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Why should i torment myself, when ican stop it?&lt;br /&gt;Foolish bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Peabrain.&lt;br /&gt;Nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses i came out just to be "fine". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah... goes on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Never ending, endless flowing stream of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, this will be t' ending as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116389395562623924?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116389395562623924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116389395562623924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116389395562623924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116389395562623924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/partaye.html' title='PARTAYE!'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116372149015713800</id><published>2006-11-16T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:58:10.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday 18th.</title><content type='html'>Time Check: 7:40am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Status : Sober, hyper active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attire : Alluring Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude : Indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood : Uber happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing : Chatting with pretty dead drop gorgeous &lt;strong&gt;sister&lt;/strong&gt; on Msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later : Go town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Life : Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission : Impossible = I'm Possible. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Was : Cam Whoring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/320/Picture%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evidence of Vanity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Happy birthday to myself! *sadist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116372149015713800?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116372149015713800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116372149015713800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116372149015713800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116372149015713800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-18th.html' title='Birthday 18th.'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116342588962574739</id><published>2006-11-13T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:51:29.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th ZOUK or MOS -.-?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh... dilemma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116342588962574739?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116342588962574739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116342588962574739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116342588962574739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116342588962574739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-16th-my-house-17th-zouk-or.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116253676848897839</id><published>2006-11-02T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T22:52:48.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random!</title><content type='html'>Sigh! It started with a drizzling, continued with an heavy downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm stuck once again, in my pitiful small room. Facing the four cold hard wall that i hate to recoil. Considering this might be an blessing in disguise? As before Kelfart left for his trip to &lt;strong&gt;faraway land&lt;/strong&gt;, he left me the sacred wire to connect to the internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't struggle, i didn't fought for my rights when he kept the wire, course i know he meant well instead of just being an mean arse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In seach of truth in the abyss of my heart, i found the "scroll of power."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scroll that made me gave up love. The power that made  me what i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not despise it instead, i adores it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power that mere mortals will never attain it. Those creeps that never had a strong heart to start with, ended up to be in a "love pit." The tragedy of love. &lt;br /&gt;The side effects of giving love, the pain and suffering brought to you by "love." How hard is it for you to say out I love you? Weaklings find it hard to express it out or even to say it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere Mortals..&lt;/strong&gt; Abhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all walking the same path in life, to enjoy life. To live the life of what in your mind dwells about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you dawdle, when you have an important task awaiting your conquest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you let it dwindle, when it was there for you to grip on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because, u're just an mere mortal. An non-enlighten soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real power that you lack of, that you never would come in hands with, will be lost in the oasis of sorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak from my heart, my words are merciless. I am candid. For all this, i just want you to know, u're someone that i adore.  For me being truthful to myself, i spoke the truth, we hurt one another to realise our own flaws. To realise that, we all, have flaws to cover up with our strength. Yet, obstination crowded your pride, u hold grudges on my words to enlighten you. You!! YOU!!! MERE MORTALS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATONE FOR YOUR SINS!! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;(Just a random post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116253676848897839?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116253676848897839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116253676848897839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116253676848897839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116253676848897839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/11/random.html' title='random!'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116211431722208741</id><published>2006-10-29T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:31:57.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tommorrow, i'll be sitting for my Chinese paper &lt;strong&gt;again.&lt;/strong&gt; I turned all emo' when u msged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i can't stand the smell. Gomen Nasai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn it, why must people smoke in the first place and got hook up by it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN skeptical about smoking and stuffs. Expensive is a thing, smelly is another thing, making snowy white teeths turn into yellow shites is yet another big problem. Worst still, the reddish gum will turn into black dung sooner or later. I can stand my friends smoke, cool cool with it. But not the lips i gonna kiss all t' times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yawn.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so long since i wrote a uber long entry to put my language into practices, i can feel the lag in myself. The tendency to stop for a long time and to think of what to write for the next paragraph or however i'm gonna start with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should just try to be an geek for all my life. It seems more fun to be an geek, an mugger, an good boy. The thrill you get when u get your results, is better when u just tell your friends u got yet another fling last night. It's so boring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH YEAH!! THE DAMN FUZZY EYEBROW GURL IN MACDONALD!! IF U EVER READ THIS, U'RE DAMN DISTURBING OKIE. CCB!! Can u keep your bloody eyeline-ed eyes to yourself!?!? KNN, people went down to macdonald to study, but whenever i'm studying a pair of ghastly eyes kept staring at me. OMG. DO YOU BLOODY THINK you're the only one that got make ups at home!?!!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it la!! i better hide at the last row of macdonald later, friggin' arse. I need to be oblivious towards everything intentionally!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be just an solitary passer-by.&lt;br /&gt;Can you "extricate" me from your merciless eyes!!?? I've no interest in you at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAID!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116211431722208741?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116211431722208741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116211431722208741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116211431722208741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116211431722208741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/10/tommorrow-ill-be-sitting-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116193453313506872</id><published>2006-10-27T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:35:33.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hola</title><content type='html'>i've got my hair trimmed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god, i found an huge unknown foreign object growing below my nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;( you know? the part where Hitler's had his moustache on? ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i tried to squeeze it, it well up my tears and it trigger an immense pain deep under the skin! Luckily, it is not very obvious for naked eyes with cursory vision to notice it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah, stupid rain. Tears of the angels? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid O'level! Hectic life i must go thru. Big Gulp $1.60 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies, Geography.  &lt;br /&gt;Elementary Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;Notebook&lt;br /&gt;Calculator&lt;br /&gt;Pens&lt;br /&gt;Ipod Shuffle&lt;br /&gt;Legs on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;Thick comfortable Jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyday!!!&lt;/strong&gt; my god. *forcing myself to "love" it. What an endeavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!! =) After t' Olevels. I'll be free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you deem fits. &lt;br /&gt;Be what you want to be!&lt;br /&gt;oblivion-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116193453313506872?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116193453313506872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116193453313506872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116193453313506872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116193453313506872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/10/hola.html' title='hola'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116156623233920639</id><published>2006-10-22T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:17:12.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scorpios are &lt;strong&gt;intense&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't find things for me to intense on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world, so fake &amp; so filled with &lt;strong&gt;hypocrites&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;charlatans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Privation driven me enough, close to the edge. Am falling apart soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ken. Unclear, uncertain. Improvident am i? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being emo is not good, but i can't control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my exemplar? Do i need an EXEMPLAR? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong again..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whateva. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116156623233920639?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116156623233920639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116156623233920639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116156623233920639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116156623233920639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/10/scorpios-are-intense.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116113323253463508</id><published>2006-10-17T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:00:32.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds</title><content type='html'>I hate &lt;strong&gt;BIRDS&lt;/strong&gt;. Espically those birds outside my window!! My GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could they CHIRP SO LOUDLY when i'm trying to get my precious sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Reluctantly, i'm awaken by their merciless chirping that brought me alive much earlier than i expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too busy with my E'Maths lately. Everyday... MAcdonald, home. Macdonald home mac home mac home mac home mac homE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of hectic lifestyle i must lead to achieve what i must achieve in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got kick out of doing maths already!!(so proud of myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, i'll be an maths wizzy already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delightful morning, fearful noon and tormenting night for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Militating me is not what anyone can do right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not improvident at all to fall deep and hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laziness to blog lingers...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116113323253463508?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116113323253463508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116113323253463508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116113323253463508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116113323253463508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/10/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-116006195060123462</id><published>2006-10-05T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:25:50.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abcd</title><content type='html'>As usual, went to school without my worthy sleep turned out to be another ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah... reached classroom after a long long period, missed their companion. Also, realised that YF's birthday is today. So, everyone was invited to go to his house for &lt;strong&gt;steamboat&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played Basketball during recess. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorching sun... Cloudless sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept during English and Math periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needa rejuvenate my weary body to at least movable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;strong&gt;Janelle&lt;/strong&gt; at 3rd floor while waiting for them to get their arse from the classroom. Exchanged glance, smiled and waved goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back home, showered, stared blank, wasted time choosing pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to 190 bus stop, saw them went off without me. *heart shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stood there alone, like an idiot waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 190 to &lt;strong&gt;Lot 1&lt;/strong&gt;. Walked my way to reach my female pals in class as i was supposed to alight &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt; Lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hair was exceptionally straight for no reasons) *adores it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare started once my foot was firmly on ground of Yf's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my lack of sleep, come in a package with short tempered and emotional uptight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet 3 bitches tried to be funny all the times.&lt;br /&gt;( SO CUTE LAR HOR, OFF FAN OFF AIRCON CLOSE WINDOW KPKB when PPLE SLEEPING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABHOR BITCHES LIKE YOU 3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANT GOSSIP come infront GOSSIP LAR HOR, VOICE SO LOUD STILL GOSSIP PEOPLE. LIKE i'm DEAF. &lt;strong&gt;3WOMEN one WET MARKET( CHINESE ) SO TRUE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JI YI DIAN KOU DE LA HOR. &lt;strong&gt;CCB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE B&lt;strong&gt;IMBOTIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE &lt;strong&gt;HUMONGOUS FATTY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE INFESTED Wif &lt;strong&gt;white hairs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UGLY SLUTS&lt;/strong&gt;, maybe you 3 need mirrors? I got plenty at home prepared for you such horrible fiends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOOD SPOILER! =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KMA-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-116006195060123462?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/116006195060123462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=116006195060123462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116006195060123462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/116006195060123462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/10/abcd.html' title='Abcd'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115970494280158039</id><published>2006-10-01T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:15:42.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus PEST!</title><content type='html'>After today, it'll be hell lots of work for me to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focusing in classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying after School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inadequate rest everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Complexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gain in weight.(HOPEFULLY NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many many unforseen circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was being lured to take bus No. 67 from Tampines To Cck by the adventrous me within myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to say, the wait at the bus stop was killing me enough already, it was like an 20minutes wait!! Than, boarded the bus filled with &lt;strong&gt;pleasant Singaporeans&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky enough, was blessed with a seat facing the back. Many complained about headache when they've this seat. But, not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a quiet and nice normal bus journey in my own fantasization of the bus journey. In my head, i pictured it to be, a smooth trip without alot of stops inbetween. &lt;strong&gt;Reality brought me back to life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Building castle in the air.. is always wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;ordeal&lt;/strong&gt; of a 83stops bus journey began when it passed by Geylang areas. It was &lt;em&gt;"magnificently"&lt;/em&gt; filled with &lt;strong&gt;Bangaladesh&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Malays&lt;/strong&gt; on the streets. Being one of the "hottest bus" on the streets, the bus was infested with &lt;strong&gt;them&lt;/strong&gt; like plague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to say about a crowded bus when you're blessed with a seat already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much i guess..many would've say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this &lt;strong&gt;BLOODY HUMONGOUS UNCLE&lt;/strong&gt; that was STANDING BEHIND MY SEAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it was fine to me as i was blasting &lt;strong&gt;Yellowcard&lt;/strong&gt; songs and i was indulging in the music, with my head shaking and leg tapping with the awesome drum beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even though the uncle was a nice guy to help to let more passengers up into the bus, but i was so wrong when he crossed the line of my &lt;strong&gt;comfort zone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, he was yelling some malay words to push the crowd backwards.(how the hell am the whole bus suppose to understand Malay?!)&lt;br /&gt;Am one of the few &lt;strong&gt;"suppose to know malay"&lt;/strong&gt; not to understand, Apologise for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fine,bloody fine and freaking fine to me. But, when iwas TRYING TO &lt;strong&gt;SLEEP!!!&lt;/strong&gt; he &lt;strong&gt;BANGED&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;BLOODY WINDOW!&lt;/strong&gt; (WT#!) HARD AND LOUD it was! ANGERED AND FRUSTRATED I WAS TOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;strong&gt;Humongous&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm not as &lt;strong&gt;righteous&lt;/strong&gt; as you to help the bus driver. As i'm sure this wasn't the last bus for the ride. I'm Sorry &lt;strong&gt;Uncle Justice&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm not like you, like to get attention for being righteous by &lt;strong&gt;banging the bloody window&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry, that u're being so &lt;strong&gt;kindful&lt;/strong&gt; to some and &lt;strong&gt;cruel to most of the people in the bus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm also sorry that you can't speak English and can only shout the same lines again and again... So Sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irksome prick u're to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your oily heart filled with clot vessels You must be thinking; "&lt;strong&gt;I'm an hero today!" I controlled the flow of t' Bus! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many heart of the poor souls that took the same bus 67.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart one : What's wrong with this UNCLE!? Shout n' SHOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart two : OMG!!WHY MUST HE SHOUT SOMETHING I DONNO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart Three : WAHLAO! Peabrain isit? MOSTLY CHINESE already still SHOUT MALAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart .... " Bad day even after i ended my work "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115970494280158039?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115970494280158039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115970494280158039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115970494280158039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115970494280158039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/10/bus-pest.html' title='Bus PEST!'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115948270580679910</id><published>2006-09-28T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T15:31:45.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omg-</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SIGH&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything turned out to be so wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.... I won't be USING the &lt;strong&gt;POISON&lt;/strong&gt;(computer) so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toxicated by it far too much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Implicates my life with poor results, stressful days and wearyness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, i catched , &lt;strong&gt;John Tucker Must Die&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Singapore Dreaming &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Gigolo Wannabe &lt;/strong&gt;already. The last movie, i'll gonna watch is &lt;strong&gt;Me,You and Dupree&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.. Studies..&lt;br /&gt;4weeks left and i got no more time to waste on rubbish anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*don't say i'm a houseplant, don't say i'm a anti-social, don't say im like MIA, don't say...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep quiet and after 4weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be who i used to be... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, can cheer me up by saving up money for my &lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY PRESENTS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;    It's on &lt;strong&gt;17th NOV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115948270580679910?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115948270580679910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115948270580679910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115948270580679910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115948270580679910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg.html' title='omg-'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115915380783592392</id><published>2006-09-24T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:10:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrecked</title><content type='html'>Wrecked day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, sucks.&lt;br /&gt;equal to the whole day suck COCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{$@)&amp;$()*QJKSKLFNSLF:SLFJ*(@!#&amp;(!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115915380783592392?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115915380783592392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115915380783592392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115915380783592392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115915380783592392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/wrecked.html' title='Wrecked'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115907386366453248</id><published>2006-09-23T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:57:43.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday Kingelvin!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/100_6545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/400/100_6545.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bro.Even though, you wouldn't be reading it. I feel that i need to pour out my love for you okie? wahahahaaa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, young we always hide our love for each other. But, still always protects each other in any way we can. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my O's are coming- But i know what am i doing alright? yeah. Have &lt;strong&gt;faith &lt;/strong&gt;in me, and i'll show you what u guys expect from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah 20 already. Next year will be going to serve the &lt;strong&gt;National&lt;/strong&gt; already! No more long and thick hair for you. So, please trim it nicely while you still have the time? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHHH!! I FINISHED THE CAKE! it was supreme taste! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, don't take Apple for granted eh? She loves you and you should know more than i do- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, &lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday&lt;/strong&gt;!! i know u're sleeping soundly like a log right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May all my brother's wishes come true-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signed off at 1pm-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115907386366453248?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115907386366453248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115907386366453248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115907386366453248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115907386366453248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-kingelvin-alright-bro.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115884926419938567</id><published>2006-09-21T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T07:34:24.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigolo-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/gigolo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/400/gigolo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, been slacking at home lately.&lt;br /&gt; Time to rest for awhile. I've been mugging for my papers. But Geography was the killer paper for me. First time in my whole entire life, i never finish the paper when i still got things to write about! Oh man, freaking map that slow down my pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading the Redspots Geography book for like days already, before the paper was still playing photoshop :D *hiak hiak hiak- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;aloof&lt;/strong&gt;! i'm &lt;strong&gt;Supercilious&lt;/strong&gt;! That's me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was browsing the movie webpage, and came to my attention was this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Gigolo Wannabe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/Gigolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/400/Gigolo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigolo~ how many ever thought of being one? &lt;br /&gt;Where do you put your pride when u become a Gigolo? &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully get to catch it with &lt;strong&gt;Angel&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright she's like showing off all her sexy photos right now.&lt;br /&gt;Pissing me off!&lt;br /&gt;Also, started her twit twit language with me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/gigolo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/400/gigolo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to watch!! GIGOLO WANNABE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115884926419938567?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115884926419938567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115884926419938567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115884926419938567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115884926419938567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/gigolo_21.html' title='Gigolo-'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115869895010158272</id><published>2006-09-19T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:49:10.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my god~</title><content type='html'>Damn sun, damn weather, damn Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a country be so freaking hot everyday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand it at all, so what we're located at the equator line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that make us SUFFER under the &lt;strong&gt;HUMID weather &lt;/strong&gt;caused by the BURNING SUN!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i love to &lt;strong&gt;whines!! &lt;/strong&gt;because there's so many things to whines about in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;strong&gt;Jurong Swimming Complex &lt;/strong&gt;yesterday with &lt;strong&gt;Ronnie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Than, Woah! the &lt;strong&gt;LOCKER&lt;/strong&gt; Cost 20cents only! 20cents cheaper than CCK's one.&lt;br /&gt;*LOL (NOT CHEAPO okie!!we had only 1 20cent coin)&lt;br /&gt;The locker was squeezed till 0cm left. Even the slipper was dangling out when we opened the locker upon leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to dip ourself under the Mushroom's small pool. It was freaking cold.  The wind and the water surrounding your body added up the chills altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we proceed to walk the Current circle, it was so "auto" i mean the current was so strong that, even you're sitted down you'll still be moving~&lt;br /&gt;But if u were trying to move against the flow of current, you will face much restriction caused by the huge current. I can't even stand still at half squat position which Ron taunted me to do it. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, we went to the&lt;strong&gt; HUGE current pool&lt;/strong&gt;, it was nice. I mean the height range of the pool is fabulous. Ranging from 1m till 1.7m and there's a barrier over there already.&lt;br /&gt;And the life guard will be "glaring" at any intruders trying to pass that barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Robin always try to be funny and was flagged by the Life Guard to swim away from it. &lt;em&gt;MOFO! wahahahas. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, before we stepped into the pool there was this &lt;strong&gt;humongous lady&lt;/strong&gt; she JUMPED into the POOL!&lt;em&gt;She created huge ripples that caught our attention.&lt;/em&gt; Than we joked about, *imagine she's on bed and she's on top of you and she JUMP onto you! Alci: " the dick will BREAK LA!"&lt;br /&gt;Ron: " NO, your banana can't even stand in the first place!"&lt;br /&gt;WE was laughing so hard that her whole family turned their head back, but too bad they won't know we was actually laughing at one of them. LOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hilarious scene we walked through the cold path towards the slide. It was so short! but i was stunted by it's speed and Ron said my face was &lt;strong&gt;petrified&lt;/strong&gt; when i was sliding down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. tried to go for the &lt;strong&gt;normal pool&lt;/strong&gt;, but was rejected by the life guard as we was wearing shorts instead of TRUNKS. Oh my god, so much &lt;strong&gt;restriction&lt;/strong&gt; for a &lt;strong&gt;PUBLIC Facilities.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say we spent most of our time in the Spa pool. Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;did somersaults inside. lied flat with the surface.&lt;br /&gt;splashed water into Ron's mouth while he was singing.&lt;br /&gt;caught sight of a dozed off Lifeguard on duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down there and talked about girls.&lt;br /&gt;As usual. Persuaded him to go for &lt;strong&gt;Yuzzie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told him the reasons for doing so, Of cos, there was more ADVANTAGES than DISADVANTAGES. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not like Yuzzie is an ugly freak or something! At the least she looked like &lt;strong&gt;an Angmoh!with her wicked witch nose!**&lt;/strong&gt; and her fair skin.&lt;br /&gt;Also, how can you find someone that you click so well with! Be it friends or lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Correct RONNIE!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sipping inside the lousy Spa pool for 30mins, we went for the changing room. There was this guy showering without the door closed. I saw his dick dangling in the air, he even wiped his body outside of the door. Oh man~ i'll do that one day.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst came, i saw freaking LOTS OF &lt;strong&gt;WHITE SPOTS &lt;/strong&gt;ON MY BODY!! OH MY GOD, the white spots infested my back and my front as well. Luckily, those on my face was minor.&lt;br /&gt;If not i'll lay my head low for the whole day already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do?Any concoction to cure it? Any Elixier? Any Remedy? &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me love can cure it alright, i'll probably take a knife and chase after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;Jurong Point&lt;/strong&gt; to have his Dinner as my mum cooked my share for dinner already. &lt;strong&gt;Long John Silver &lt;/strong&gt;he ate. &lt;strong&gt;Fresh air &lt;/strong&gt;i ate. Nothing special happened while we were at JP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 180 and headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, onlined for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Slept. Skipped dinner. &lt;br /&gt;Time Check : 4:45am.&lt;br /&gt;Status: Stomach &lt;strong&gt;groaning*moans&lt;/strong&gt;! LOL*winks at Nic'-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115869895010158272?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115869895010158272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115869895010158272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115869895010158272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115869895010158272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-god.html' title='oh my god~'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115864210942723553</id><published>2006-09-18T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:01:49.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30th</title><content type='html'>Fort Minor &amp; Yellowcard &lt;br /&gt;shaking my house's floor everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper tommorrow for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geography-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, Question 9 of maths is so freaking misleading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They give u 9a,b and C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not related at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the words make it sound so related to one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh man, luckily i'm witty enough to understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the idiots skipped the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's Misleading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, i realised that Mr Yu Like to be sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking shiit, like i really like to find trouble with yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u would just learn how to stop your sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll stop my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to relax! Time to Chill! Time to unwind~&lt;br /&gt;Time to think of you&lt;br /&gt;Time to miss you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAD sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115864210942723553?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115864210942723553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115864210942723553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115864210942723553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115864210942723553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/30th.html' title='30th'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115849020990908513</id><published>2006-09-17T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:50:09.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABcdefghijlkmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABCdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;br /&gt;ABCDefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/em&gt;, something that i type whenever i'm moody.&lt;br /&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz, u're my companion when i'm stucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stared at the phone for the past............. freaking hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'll text ya tmr k"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: " :) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, staring at my "abcd" of my Msn Messenger for the past............freaking hours as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things gone thru my brain for the past 18hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt&lt;br /&gt;I awoke&lt;br /&gt;I Slpt&lt;br /&gt;I awaken again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why get a phone when you won't reply.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm whining again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whines whines whines!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Fuck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i'll be having &lt;strong&gt;English paper 2&lt;/strong&gt; tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COol cool i'm fine yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friggin shits-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115849020990908513?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115849020990908513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115849020990908513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115849020990908513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115849020990908513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115842347865872075</id><published>2006-09-16T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T09:17:59.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penniless</title><content type='html'>Am not myself this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slpt at 12pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6pm again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;had my dinner + lunch- at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Macdonald at half past 8-&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, hate salty fries to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small beer of fries can spoil my eating mood totally!&lt;br /&gt;Because, what make you full while eating at Mac is the &lt;strong&gt;FRIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can the fries be so &lt;strong&gt;BLOODY SALTY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALright, the first two hours of geography was absolutely concentrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the gangsters infested my backseats and.. the fronts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*always feel that they wanna whack me for very long already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they were like, sitting down scolding each other with vulgarities. I'm so fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, they sat right behind me and one of them smells.&lt;br /&gt;I was like OH MY GOD "awful SMELL"&lt;br /&gt;*covered my nose with my jacket-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY spoiled MY MOOD to get started with my maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know my maths standard so well so that, i sat down there reluctantly and done a few maths questions.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i can't stand it anymore. They ran around making loud noises.&lt;br /&gt;Disturbing each others, i can see so much &lt;strong&gt;displease among other students eye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did my precious holy study ground gone to?&lt;br /&gt;Where was my peace and condusive envrionment?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll most Probably be going to Plaza mac to study from now on.&lt;br /&gt;At least it's more Comfy and with more peace for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115842347865872075?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115842347865872075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115842347865872075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115842347865872075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115842347865872075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/penniless.html' title='Penniless'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115830555155312259</id><published>2006-09-15T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:32:31.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuked myself-</title><content type='html'>Too tired to blog about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote well for my Chinese, at least to me yes. I wrote miraculously splendidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slpt for paper2 so... I fucked myself upside down-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did the MCQ questions, gave up reading for the comprehensions-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let myself down again~ But just wanna see how to write for Chinese Composition to Impress the markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*took off my own pants and pushed Dildo into my own arse-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115830555155312259?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115830555155312259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115830555155312259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115830555155312259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115830555155312259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/fcuked-myself.html' title='Fcuked myself-'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115814741677326432</id><published>2006-09-13T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T04:44:11.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H20MSekaNKA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H20MSekaNKA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the song that i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the few soundtracks that u can hear clearly while watching &lt;B&gt;Spiderman.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh man today will be the final for RockStar Supernova.&lt;br /&gt;Lukas Rossi caught my attention when he first appeared on the stage filled with talented rockstars around him, yet u still can see him glimmers brightly among other gems as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's him, and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;His hair!! ohh man *drools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, he was commented all the times that he can't open up his vocal cords well, but i'm sure companies are lining up to sign such an talent like Lukas-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he really opens up, your jaw will drop, your goosebumps will stand up animously in awe of his awesome voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: The Differences between a country that opens up to every area and a Country with so much RESTRICTION ON IT's PEOPLEs ACTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish Singapore would be... like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean students who got the talent with their voice or are gifted with instruments, often gave up because they are under tremendous STRESS and "proprganda'ed" by Singapore that we Singaporeans need to be EDUCATED to earn a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How untrue to the philosophy of our leaders.. Passion is what we need, and in Singapore our PASSION can never be APPRECIATED when we PEOPLES tend to WORK for something WE DON like, as we're left with NO CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roads that government plan for us? Really what we Singaporeans need?&lt;br /&gt;Just to keep up with Singapore's reputation as one &lt;strong&gt;TINY RED DOT on the World Map&lt;/strong&gt;, and it's still alive and kicking strongly, as they "forces" it's people to work for something that they do not have PASSION with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mean how many of you are really enjoying what u doing right now..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schooling, Working, Slacking, Serving National Service ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamming!! Skateboarding!! SINGING!! DANCING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what we like!! and if we can earn a living out of it, we'll work for it and stay with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115814741677326432?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115814741677326432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115814741677326432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115814741677326432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115814741677326432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-of-song-that-i-like-its-one-of-few.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115809906420707275</id><published>2006-09-12T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:11:04.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/foryou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/400/foryou.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tehees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo, needs no introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*emo time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115809906420707275?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115809906420707275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115809906420707275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115809906420707275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115809906420707275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/tehees.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115800648250578835</id><published>2006-09-11T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:28:02.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ranaway</title><content type='html'>I finished my English paper 1 and social studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, Good governance came out for source based. (waste my time to study)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, something nice is that, MERGER AND SEPERATION came OUT AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;(save my time, don't need to study one.) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, seriously how accurate are our teachers in telling us about the hot topics anymore? The N' level hot topics wasn't what they said it would be.. &lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering should we students really trust our teachers that much?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the things that they taught us are indeed important for us to tackle the basics. But, for TOPICs to study, it's really hard to tell..&lt;br /&gt;*skeptical about it.&lt;br /&gt;*Mrs Alfred, i still remember you, cause you said, i'm a sponge.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll always rmb that and live up to the name as "sponge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, English was so fun~ Language, an art of communication and expressing thoughts.As usual wrote about story, on topic "Judgement."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt from Mr Dan Brown that, you need to leave some space of IMAGINATION for your READERs(Examination markers) to increase their curiosity on your story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, PARAGRAPHING is SO FREAKING IMPORTANT to let them WONDERING what WILL HAPPEN NEXT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, should i read Da Vinci Code? i read the other 3 books written by him already, yet i haven started on reading Da Vinci Code, the book that let him soar in fame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, paper went home slacked. &lt;em&gt;Was nervous all over about the date.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore the new pair of shoe Mr Kingelvin bought. High- cut Converse.&lt;br /&gt;The shoe that give me leg cramps all the time after i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;And a bonker uncle stepped on it while i was on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking stunted by his action! I mean if HE NEVER STEPPED on my shoe&lt;br /&gt;I would like pass him the one BUCK that he wants from me lar!&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, he asked the WHOLE bus for MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;*(LIKE WE OWE U MONEY, go get METAL CANS la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reached Heeren at 5:40PM!Alone for an hour plus!&lt;br /&gt;*stucked at HMV as usual!*music make your body move&lt;br /&gt;*went over to check Movie's time slot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE GHOST GAME WAS MISSING!! =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*went back to Heeren~ saw an &lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt; standing beside me while i was sipping on Evian's Mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch, Little Man. It was so HILARIOUS. THE LADY 3seats away from me to the right was so &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING NOISY&lt;/strong&gt;. HER LAUGHTER SOUNDED LIKE A WICKED WITCH!&lt;br /&gt;But, the show was funny! Catchy contents, won't get boring for sure. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*highly recommended by Alcifer- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woops SORRY yet ANOTHER Nc16 show i watched. My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*The angel owe me 2 Starbucks treat! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed train home... :(&lt;br /&gt;GO MERLION la~ Merlion NICE~~ see Suagu tourist take PHOTOS-&lt;br /&gt;than missed train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An obligation a gentlemen should carry out, i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, i did something bad today. I've been doing bad things at the verge of turning 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qiqi was on the phone with me when i did that, as someone was in her &lt;strong&gt;Tianmimi&lt;/strong&gt; Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i promise i won't get hooked up by it.&lt;br /&gt;I renege my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, thrilling and i hope that the uncle won't kill me or something if he sees me around in any part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude, 11/9/06 + 12/9/06 5am, was a fun day for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;em&gt;i'll get it without permission =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For you i'll~ For you i'll~ *&lt;br /&gt;(i wrote this in my English Composition!) LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115800648250578835?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115800648250578835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115800648250578835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115800648250578835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115800648250578835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/ranaway.html' title='ranaway'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115775157958655853</id><published>2006-09-08T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:39:43.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>Time check: 5:00 AM-Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, i just woke up( i wish too but...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime!!Before exams period insomnia will strike me without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how..? Reluctantly, took out the dusty Uzap zap zap-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used for like 5mins and i can't stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So freaking numb now-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numb because, i did crunches and sit-ups before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One more month.. and i can see my fruits of labour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time they open the door-&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time they gonna ask me to do funny stuffs-&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time im calming myself down&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, wondering why do they give u life and treat u like shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, dwelling over the past of either party fault's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, compare grades with others-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, i tell u, u do . No Argue. No Complain.No whine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, give u money and throw u aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Act sympathetic when they needs you, yell at you when they're in foul mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, never give you attention anymore when u grow up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Bias always, think they're SO freaking right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, how i wish you know, time had changed. It wasn't like in the past, we this generation no longer follow by the rules anymore. Time to change, with the change of time. Adversity u faced in past no longer poses a threat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Comparison works wonder on kid who obey parents. Sorry, i'm not. &lt;br /&gt;(have faith in me, and i'll show u surpass results than those u compare me with-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, when i was young you used the cane to talk sense into me, when i'm older you can't use it anymore.Is that why i'm out of way now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, you told me i was born for a reason? Yet, u throw me at the street of life n' death. Where's the beacon of light you promised me when i'm alone in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still, i love you mum and dad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me what i don't want- &lt;br /&gt;you gave me what i want-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stop giving me fish everyday, but passed me an fishing rod.&lt;br /&gt;You never drive me anymore, but bought me an bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed-feelings always for you two.&lt;br /&gt;But you two are the best presents i got in my life :)&lt;br /&gt;I wish time always stuck when i was in primary school&lt;br /&gt;Even though i was fat and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel your love for me, dearly.&lt;br /&gt;I was still pure, i still think dad. u're no jerk.&lt;br /&gt;I was still naive, i thought beer is soda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signed off with teary eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Mdm Aw and Mr Goh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115775157958655853?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115775157958655853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115775157958655853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115775157958655853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115775157958655853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/insomnia_08.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115775157958684170</id><published>2006-09-08T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:39:43.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>Time check: 5:00 AM-Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, i just woke up( i wish too but...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime!!Before exams period insomnia will strike me without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how..? Reluctantly, took out the dusty Uzap zap zap-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used for like 5mins and i can't stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So freaking numb now-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numb because, i did crunches and sit-ups before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One more month.. and i can see my fruits of labour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time they open the door-&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time they gonna ask me to do funny stuffs-&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time im calming myself down&lt;br /&gt;*3rd time ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, wondering why do they give u life and treat u like shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, dwelling over the past of either party fault's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, compare grades with others-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, i tell u, u do . No Argue. No Complain.No whine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, give u money and throw u aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Act sympathetic when they needs you, yell at you when they're in foul mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, never give you attention anymore when u grow up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Bias always, think they're SO freaking right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, how i wish you know, time had changed. It wasn't like in the past, we this generation no longer follow by the rules anymore. Time to change, with the change of time. Adversity u faced in past no longer poses a threat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, Comparison works wonder on kid who obey parents. Sorry, i'm not. &lt;br /&gt;(have faith in me, and i'll show u surpass results than those u compare me with-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents, when i was young you used the cane to talk sense into me, when i'm older you can't use it anymore.Is that why i'm out of way now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, you told me i was born for a reason? Yet, u throw me at the street of life n' death. Where's the beacon of light you promised me when i'm alone in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still, i love you mum and dad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me what i don't want- &lt;br /&gt;you gave me what i want-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stop giving me fish everyday, but passed me an fishing rod.&lt;br /&gt;You never drive me anymore, but bought me an bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed-feelings always for you two.&lt;br /&gt;But you two are the best presents i got in my life :)&lt;br /&gt;I wish time always stuck when i was in primary school&lt;br /&gt;Even though i was fat and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel your love for me, dearly.&lt;br /&gt;I was still pure, i still think dad. u're no jerk.&lt;br /&gt;I was still naive, i thought beer is soda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signed off with teary eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Mdm Aw and Mr Goh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115775157958684170?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115775157958684170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115775157958684170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115775157958684170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115775157958684170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115764717905243312</id><published>2006-09-07T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T09:39:41.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/alvinn%20%3DF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/320/alvinn%20%3DF.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid shot by Hon and qiqi~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than after that i got hooked up to webcamming for the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i didn't take any while i was on make up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i took one photo after i removed the make up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(without Remover) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/abcdefg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/320/abcdefg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*aiks~the mascara on my face* Jacksparrow! &lt;br /&gt;Conclusion~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power of makeup is tremendous-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More powerful than Adobe Photoshop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can really cover up whatever flaws u got on your face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, seriously girls who put thick blusher are.. an eyesore to the public*&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS! do you not have a mirror when u put on those on your face?&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but laugh at them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkiing about this, remembered that time when i was working at Bugis Parco.&lt;br /&gt;There was this sale girl standing outside Sookee Jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't need to guess, her makeup = Monkey's butt.&lt;br /&gt;So, being arseholes we gathered when we're bored to laugh at her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To save yourself from being a laughing stock.&lt;br /&gt;Don't put thick makeup when ya outside.&lt;br /&gt;Unless, u decided to join the Chinese Opera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115764717905243312?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115764717905243312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115764717905243312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115764717905243312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115764717905243312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/candid-shot-by-hon-and-qiqi-than-after.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115751853558184544</id><published>2006-09-05T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:55:35.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>Okie, yesterday went to watch &lt;strong&gt;Frostbite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My style, my show. It's about vampire!*vampirelicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohh yea, u guys know? if i gt a cut?i drink my blood?&lt;/em&gt; :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaking Funny + corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh It's an Nc16 show so &lt;strong&gt;CHILDRENS&lt;/strong&gt; try to sneak in and watch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, gonna go gym and swimming with &lt;em&gt;Ronnie'mygay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay rite? always me n' him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, one day i should really take off his pant and poke sea cucumber into his anus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, stop telling me i look like girl please. My features look like.&lt;br /&gt;But my Physique belong to a &lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115751853558184544?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115751853558184544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115751853558184544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115751853558184544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115751853558184544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115727192168318444</id><published>2006-09-03T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T01:28:42.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;After dawn rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went for basketball with sec sch gang in the MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;When the scorching sun still hanging up above us.  &lt;em&gt;Merciless Sunlight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before night arrive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IMM in a hurry, had my lunch at Burger King!* the counter girl is cute^^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mushroom Swiss Double!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating.. went to GIANT. i could say the GIANT over there is one of the largest GIANT in Singapore. Seriously, inside the HUGE giant any fools can get lost in it. Espically people who're pure stupid and has no sense of direction! Cos the size of it is about half a football field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah i brought home the recipt of what we shopped while we're inside the giant for an hour or two.. For sure the recipt is more than 50cm. :) *lazy to upload the picture la! Anyway, spend about $350 on the food and tibits alone for one wonderful guild outing :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wonderful time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always the night that make your life wonderful and enhanced with lots of fun!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carried the god damn Tiger beers and coke to the chalet. It was at Block J la! So freaking far away from the drop off point. Morever, the stupid carpark was undergoing a huge renovation. Reluctantly we took a longer way to reach BLOCK J.&lt;br /&gt;(played with a cute baby!while waiting for help. He almost snapped my necklace :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowds arrived seperately between 10pm-12am.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly to say, i drank alot before they reached. So i hide inside the room~&lt;br /&gt;Talked with Para's mum and the Boss. &lt;br /&gt;*Once again i'm on the billboard again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para's mum "why your LIPS so red?"&lt;br /&gt;Alcifer " natural -.-" "&lt;br /&gt;Para's mum " you know you look like a girl? "&lt;br /&gt;Para's mum boss "i help you make over? u sure look like a girl after tt."&lt;br /&gt;Alcifer " like tt look like girl already!? i haven put concealer okiee...and my mascara and eyeliner~ =p "&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone laughed their arse off)&lt;br /&gt;Para's mum boss " smile more smile more, why so shy? "&lt;br /&gt;Alcifer "  don wan 啦! later u all disturb me again.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, Bernard made Ben's gf drunk -.-" and vomitted. Worst of all, she fall onto her vomit. On top of all this, she vomitted again in the room. The vodka tasted like shit la! worst vodka i've ever tasted. Bernard poured her cup with 3/4 of vodka with 1/4 of 7 up + lime. ohh man. Before that, i donno how many cups of alcohol had went down the throat already.. In the end, she was carried by 2 giant + Ben and Shun to take taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;Giant one (height :197cm)&lt;br /&gt;Giant two (height :190cm)&lt;br /&gt;*i'm like an dwarf when im beside them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The finalle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home at 5:30am, they called me "charbor" when i was about to leave.&lt;br /&gt;i took the seats at the back and slpt like an log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happy about is tt, we shall as a guild, meet up in December again. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully can get a bigger chalet so i can kick some of them down the stairs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115727192168318444?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115727192168318444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115727192168318444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115727192168318444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115727192168318444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/19th.html' title='19th.'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115710553031295168</id><published>2006-09-01T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T08:43:38.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohh my god YEW QIQI!!u're really such a JINX!!&lt;br /&gt;My entry for yesterday, and today my FONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did barely nothing for today?except for..&lt;br /&gt;doing some maths question and skipped lunch!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho~~! Diet diet diet.. :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow going chalet!drag some of them into the pool?&lt;br /&gt;BBQ them honey chicken wing? woot..? lol&lt;br /&gt;Actually, just to meet and chill with them la!&lt;br /&gt;I knew them since i was Secondary one? lol&lt;br /&gt;My big brothers and sisters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 18, i'm one of the youngest. What more can u xpect?&lt;br /&gt;Some even married already, one of them passed away. &lt;br /&gt;Well, this is life. ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN to you!&lt;br /&gt;You never know what's gonna happen next, maybe the thunder might struck you while u're reading this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shotgun marriage, Aids, premarital sex.&lt;br /&gt;So many many such cases.. Luckily, no one i know contract aids &lt;strong&gt;YET&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Till now at least, i hope none of you will get it in the future of your sexual encounters :) I &lt;em&gt;truthfully&lt;/em&gt; encourage safe sex FOR PREVENTION OF AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;But for sexual pleasure, it's all up to you people to find your right partner. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tehees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be frank alright!!which guy dosen't have sexual desires on girls!!?&lt;br /&gt;Any guy who does not have sexual desir..girls, u better be wary of him.&lt;br /&gt;Either he is a gay or he is suffering from..(ED) erectile disfunction! (^^!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chaste gone with the wind..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Love strengthen with sex&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(above sentence do not  make a stand of what really am thinking of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alcifer kick your arse with his tiny feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115710553031295168?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115710553031295168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115710553031295168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115710553031295168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115710553031295168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/09/ohh-my-god-yew-qiqiure-really-such.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115702593170639909</id><published>2006-08-31T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T05:05:36.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DAMN YEW QIQI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u're so FREAKING DEAD!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never gonna type those shit out again.&lt;i&gt;fark you Q_Q)&lt;/i&gt; It'll kill all my moving cells.&lt;br /&gt;and if i don't eat dinner again, i'll be letting myself down. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i sticked to my plan of no DINNER after 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, i went to Kbox today! Waited quite a while outside, but it was all worthwhile once your finger was gripping on the mike, you sang your lungs out and your diaphgram was breaking..in the course of Kbox-ing.(simply love to sing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, went back to granny's house to take some stuffs, took 190 and headed back home.&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;em&gt;i'm lost again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;em&gt;save me someone..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115702593170639909?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115702593170639909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115702593170639909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115702593170639909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115702593170639909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-yew-qiqiure-so-freaking-dead-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115692384764452256</id><published>2006-08-30T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:44:07.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm neither your dad or your mum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i think you need to think for yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, tt's so right -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luxurious life something everyone yearns for..?&lt;br /&gt;So sick n' tired to "dream"&lt;br /&gt;  why              why why           why&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye. :)&lt;br /&gt;2more months to what i want...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, must it turn out to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;       why            why&lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115692384764452256?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115692384764452256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115692384764452256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115692384764452256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115692384764452256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-neither-your-dad-or-your-mum-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115685877933327001</id><published>2006-08-29T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T06:39:39.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid</title><content type='html'>Damn school, went to school at 9am lor!!&lt;br /&gt;Gainsay my entry to school! cos i'm late for 1hour+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, not that bad actually but i brought towels and facial foam.&lt;br /&gt;for P.e lessons. The humid weather of Singapore sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to hell when u wanted to go out and it starts RAINING.&lt;br /&gt;The freaking rain today, kept me at home for 30minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to eat Kenny Rogers with kc,cc,sw n' jm.&lt;br /&gt;*(NOT FULL + Expensive) ohh yea i can't eat Marcaroni with Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;i'll get dizzy after eating it.(don feed me that thankx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was singing a song all the times just now..&lt;br /&gt;but i dono the song title. too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115685877933327001?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115685877933327001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115685877933327001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115685877933327001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115685877933327001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/stupid.html' title='Stupid'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115673790734539548</id><published>2006-08-27T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:05:07.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeptics</title><content type='html'>Anyway, i'm abusing my time as a student now. Bloggin in the library. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Last Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intially was suppose to meet up with someone. But, ohhhh yeaa :(.&lt;br /&gt;Than, called yuki. ohhh.. movie time. Went to picturehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake on the plane. (lame but funny overall) &lt;br /&gt;Pay your own and know what's the story is about. :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna say any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, went to kc's place and slacked till morning.&lt;br /&gt;played dota, watched Just My Luck &amp; Tokyo Drift, Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for 4hours and here comes my Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Called John kor, his birthday, yeahh.. Birthday!! :D&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at..? Holland Road.&lt;br /&gt;Ate some thai food. Enjoyed a free show in the restraunt.&lt;br /&gt;A girl lost her phone and tears was.... :S&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, went to queensway to watch Manu match.&lt;br /&gt;Than catched another movie, Devil wears Prada~.&lt;br /&gt;Went to kel's friend apartment at breswood and stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my mind was all you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115673790734539548?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115673790734539548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115673790734539548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115673790734539548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115673790734539548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/skeptics.html' title='Skeptics'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115653382485897604</id><published>2006-08-25T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T12:23:44.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>U made an choice, and why did u made it?&lt;br /&gt;u chose a road, and why did that cross your mind?&lt;br /&gt;I stepped into it, and now im upset over it.&lt;br /&gt;I ruined your love life.&lt;br /&gt;U ruined my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we  could do now, is sit down and talk.&lt;br /&gt;i thought we can overcome this.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you will be mine&lt;br /&gt;i thought.. i thought.. everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words i said, meant for you&lt;br /&gt;words you heard, hope it sinks.&lt;br /&gt;Praises over your beauty, all was true.&lt;br /&gt;Till the day come, u'll be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be mine, not his.&lt;br /&gt;i'll change your sorrowness into happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i'll and i hope u've faith in me too.&lt;br /&gt;have faith in what i belive that will turn out to be so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked alone in the dark alley to find tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;But all i could think of, was all you.&lt;br /&gt;you walked into my sacred place.&lt;br /&gt;i locked you in my debris heart.&lt;br /&gt;be with me will you? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115653382485897604?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115653382485897604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115653382485897604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115653382485897604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115653382485897604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/u-made-choice-and-why-did-u-made-it-u.html' title=''/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115653250358597827</id><published>2006-08-25T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T12:01:43.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn-ed</title><content type='html'>U made an choice, and why did u made it?&lt;br /&gt;u chose a road, and why did that cross your mind?&lt;br /&gt;I stepped into it, and now im upset over it.&lt;br /&gt;I ruined your love life.&lt;br /&gt;U ruined my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we  could do now, is sit down and talk.&lt;br /&gt;i thought we can overcome this.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you will be mine&lt;br /&gt;i thought.. i thought.. everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words i said, meant for you&lt;br /&gt;words you heard, hope it sinks.&lt;br /&gt;Praises over your beauty, all was true.&lt;br /&gt;Till the day come, u'll be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be mine, not his.&lt;br /&gt;i'll change your sorrowness into happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i'll and i hope u've faith in me too.&lt;br /&gt;have faith in what i belive that will turn out to be so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked alone in the dark alley to find tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;But all i could think of, was all you.&lt;br /&gt;you walked into my sacred place.&lt;br /&gt;i locked you in my debris heart.&lt;br /&gt;be with me will you? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115653250358597827?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115653250358597827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115653250358597827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115653250358597827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115653250358597827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-ed.html' title='Damn-ed'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115623912579041268</id><published>2006-08-22T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:32:05.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zz</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why must you do this to me...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's it..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heartless prick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115623912579041268?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115623912579041268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115623912579041268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115623912579041268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115623912579041268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/zz.html' title='zz'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115595767016918868</id><published>2006-08-18T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:21:10.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10th post</title><content type='html'>I never would had expected myself to experience this in my life, it had never crossed my mind before, but thursday night my nerve cells just snapped like "1+1".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an ordeal that i would want to avoid it at all cost, but i wasn't myself on that night and my dad wasn't himself that night either. So, yeah we quarrelled and i scoled him with vulgarities. Whatever parents hate their son to do, i did it all on thar day. I yelled at him, i almost pull my fist and the intention to whack him struck my mind when we was quarrelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me if i wasn't happy in the house i can jolly well &lt;B&gt;LEAVE!!&lt;/B&gt; So, i have my pride right? yeahh i took my Nike blue silk top and putted it on and left my home, i gave him my house key as he demanded from me. Well, mum chased out trying to pull me back home, but how could i go back? he wanted me to say sorry to him!! oh my gosh~ for god's sake, he think he's so right all the time, maybe yes but not for this time, baby. I yelled him back " Sor lanjiao lar hor! c'b!" and i ran down the stairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that how vulnerable am i.. how fragile my heart was when it comes to family matters.. I cried like a girl who just got ditched by the boy she love dearly. Yeah, &lt;i&gt; tears..&lt;/i&gt; that i never drop for girls anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went home and packed my bag on friday. My bag was so huge that all the passengers in the LRT train kept staring at me for that huge bag of mine. Damn it, running away from home sounded like what a rebelliious kid would do, and now i'm doing it. &lt;B&gt;(Moment to rejoice, as a wish came true~)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, so now i'm staying at somewhere near CCK? yeahi guessed so, i know how to go there but i don't even know the block? tehees. I need to take bus 300 to reach the neighbourhood. Now if i need to go to school, i'll need 20mins!! damn it!! it's double the usual time of it. Nonon actually i would need 30mins.. ahhh all this sounds so bad but i'm trying to enjoy it.~ Indulging myself in my new life~ wohooo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Asmine for being on the phone all the times with me :) &lt;strong&gt;Kudos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, u stood me up in the afternoon!! &lt;em&gt;Forgive but never forget!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yea ohh!!! I need to say that my ah gong is a good cook! god damn it!! the meat he cooked for last night dinner was so freakinggggg SOFT!! My mum never got that standard!! Awesome food!! Maybe, &lt;em&gt;i would grow fatter if i stay there for long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115595767016918868?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115595767016918868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115595767016918868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115595767016918868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115595767016918868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/10th-post.html' title='10th post'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115579968541153938</id><published>2006-08-17T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:28:07.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17/08/06</title><content type='html'>What a day, a standard school days with lots of fun mixed inbetween? =D I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i brought wax to school as my hair wasn't wax before i left the house, than Yiyang wanted to wax his side too, so i passed it to him. Than, when he came back everyone was pointing at Weixiang(WX) Mel: DO weixiang!! do Weixiang's hair! A+b+c+d: "help him with his hair!!" hurry up!!""  By that time, weixiang hair, hand and leg was not his anymore, it was all ours =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got control over his limbs and he was there like a helpless lamb being "remake" by me and Deneiru~ lol. We made Goku's head for him! wohooO!! Yeahh, it turns out that he's quite good looking with wax on his head. :D Ohh yea!!! we even Waxed the relief teacher's head but he is so wimpy that he went to the toilet and washed it away. Anyway, what he said was true, his head dosen't suit to be waxed =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, slpt till the end of school, dosen't even recalled that i woke up to greet the teachers not, wondering why Mdm Tan allowed me to sleep in her class nowadays.. It wasn't like this before, maybe she gave up on me? lol..( i hope not, need lots of help from you Mdm Tan!But, oral i can handle without you. ^^!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supercilious so what! No one can deny the fact that i'm that way, and i shall be that way all the times till the clock stop moving for me.&lt;br /&gt;Arrogrance cause a downfall for some, but hopefully i shall prevail it. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every smile we exchanged was simply sweet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; i wish everyday would be like today&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but what my heart really yearns for...?you or her..?  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115579968541153938?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115579968541153938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115579968541153938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115579968541153938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115579968541153938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/170806.html' title='17/08/06'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115572488524007980</id><published>2006-08-16T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T03:41:25.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abcd</title><content type='html'>Okie, yesterday was a bloody day. Mdm Tan came in the room and said, "there would be a mock exam later so please stay back in school for it." Fark man, didn't slp at all for the whole day and came to school with the intention of slacking, ended up staying back for mock exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a love story, about Jace and Benedict, well a short one. I hope it was a good one as i wasn't in the mood to plan a good compo for it(sleepy larr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, the letter writing = piece of cake, i just copy all the points and wrote something relevant into it and i got about 400words? yeaa. simple and sweet mock exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, skiped school again -.-" Woke up at 9am and 3pm. So, when i saw the clock on the phone 9am i went to adjust my curtain and slpt till 3pm! wohooo. Too tired okie.. weariness run in my blood stream.. thoughts of sleeping crowded my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, yesterday got a ah lian in macdonald kan me -.-" c'b she talked so funny how can don't laugh. den she scolded" Chioo lanjiao ar chioo" damn &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lar, den i cursored my eyes back to "Deception Point" . You know when people are a bitch they really are one, den she kept staring at me farking boliao-.-" Pissed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115572488524007980?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115572488524007980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115572488524007980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115572488524007980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115572488524007980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/abcd.html' title='Abcd'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115555338431301377</id><published>2006-08-14T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T04:08:33.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with life?</title><content type='html'>Yippie yea yea yippe yippe yea~~ i skipped school again, &lt;br /&gt;it was not intentionally of course.I yearns for monday lessons, &lt;br /&gt;but i fall asleep while watching K-elvin played Dota. &lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to be my TURN already lar! &lt;br /&gt;That dickhead wanted to play again, so reluctantly i went to the crouch and the weariness got into my in a split second. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, woke up at 4pm! wohoo! what a pig i am. YES i'm a PIG SO WHAT!! what can u do to me!? &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying my best to save my face from the damn eyebag that's haunting me every now and then!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start mugging, hopefully i can be online lesser, plays lesser, slack lesser, do more maths, read more social studies n' geography, finish a few more Dan Brown and be ready for the upcoming wars~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study is like game, u need to "play" more to be good at it =)&lt;br /&gt;Quality time spend = quality results coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dwindle dwindle till it's left with nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eschew from games.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/32410270165262l.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/320/32410270165262l.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115555338431301377?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115555338431301377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115555338431301377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115555338431301377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115555338431301377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-wrong-with-life.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with life?'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115538378329310134</id><published>2006-08-12T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:56:23.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh!!</title><content type='html'>This is maddening!! The FREAKING USB PORT haywired!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i can only sacrifice my webcam to get my mouse moving on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh man, this suck to the core!! Webcam @@" no moree.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4862/479/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115538378329310134?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115538378329310134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115538378329310134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115538378329310134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115538378329310134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahhh.html' title='ahhh!!'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115527838504413329</id><published>2006-08-10T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:43:27.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>Okie, the result's back again and i got the same again -.-" c5 + D arghh.. how many times must i get such result, anyway who else to blame but only myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral distinction for me is always a piece of cake, but i've problems putting my thoughts into nice phrases in chinese? Or was i not use to the new format for de' paper? ahhh...! &lt;strong&gt;saddness filled my heart&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan of having 16 free lessons is ruin!*shugssss i've to start from scratch again, from the bottom of hell, slowly i'll climb out of that heartless pit to see the light that betrayed me once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i seriously need to focus on my studies, instead of spending so much times on nothing. yeaa, that's it for all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh, PRO!!! got a1 with merit for oral. congratts!! ^^!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115527838504413329?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115527838504413329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115527838504413329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115527838504413329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115527838504413329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115519406539606430</id><published>2006-08-09T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:14:25.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong -.-"</title><content type='html'>Finally, this is what i call Mahjong! Within 4hours u get to play 8 rounds and st uffs like that! Even though me and ron stuck as banker for quite a few rounds each time, the whole game was flowing without much hesitation from any of us. It was fun actually, when you're playing mahjong and all those jokes and laughters we share to brighten up the atmosphere was splendid. Although, there's money on the line, but it is not about the winning or losing it's about quality time spend with friends! Gosu! Kudos to all! ^^!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yea, before i get back home for mahjong session i went to the gym to find them la -.-" i knew it was close when they called me and was saying that they waited for me. So, my gut feelings tell me that, they're NEVER SUCH GOOD PEOPLES! AND yes i'm so right, so yeaa they act like they donno too, so i just played along with them and act dumb as well. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, to kill time which was initially planned on spending in the gym, we decided to go to Lot 1 for a bite or even movie or Kbox. But, our outfit was not really suitable for Kbox la and Lot one cinema is so well known for it's supreme double turbine Air condition cinema. So we simply went for a bite -.-" I think we saw a Slyvester Sim look alike outside Macdonalds, he really looks like him =) but not sure if he is Slyvester Sim not. On top of all this, we went to take neoprint!! the background was the spoiler!! but the editing was the icebreaker! and i seriously realised Ron and Yuzzie are 2 bloody arse, they took the bigger neoprints and passed me the smallest of all =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the urge to play more mahjong babyy~~!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To leste: Please finish your exam fast~! let's mahjongg!^^!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115519406539606430?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115519406539606430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115519406539606430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115519406539606430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115519406539606430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/mahjong.html' title='Mahjong -.-&quot;'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115507696705664651</id><published>2006-08-08T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:42:47.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Private house~</title><content type='html'>The first line of a blog is always the hardest part of blogging, but anyway that's how i gonna get over with the starting by whining about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was yesterday or today. Anyway nevermind about the details of the date since it already had passed. I went for a party somewhere near Raffles town club, yeaa~~ there's a small pool over there and a floating ball in it. The water is vividly clean of course, i soaked my legs in it okie!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i was supposed to be in school for the National Day Parade or what soeva, but it sounds bore to me to stand under the swelling sun to be baked for nothing, so i skipped school`! i slpt at ronnie's house on that day till 12pm and i was playing DOTA at his place till 5am~ ALONE, as HE FALLEN ASLEEP DUE TO the LACK OF staying overnight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFter all the games and stuff CC called us to study, as buddies we went of course. I went back home and came back to the macdonald with Mr Brown's book. "The Digital Fortress" I barely get to read even 10pages and they was sick of the studying already. (FARKING SIAN LAR!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, what to do headed back home after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KKZ!! SKIPPED ALL THE BORING PART! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT the party~~ wohooo Benq got drunk n fall on the grass patch straight and got himself a nice cut on his face~ there was blood on the floor. (before i left the place he was still lying on the floor half naked soundly^^!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than, yuki-san~~ he got taunted by Benq and drank 5 tequila pop? some vodka raspberry + sprite and beer too. So, with so much alcohol flowing in his blood stream, he got high and was releasing it thru dancing and touching ^^! (hohohoo~~ *winkk winkk) When the mac delivery came, he ate abit and puked~! Luckily, i was in the toilet la! never get to see such an obscene sight of puking it just turn my stomach if i get to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, the climax of the whole thing is that Eddie(some "friendly" guy who chatted me up when i was sitting alone by the pool) and one rich lady smooching!! Me n' Jiali was talent showing our best talent!! that's peeping tom!! we was squinting our eyes through the curtains outside the door to see their hangky pangky act! IT was awesome la okiee!? You need to be there to totally enjoy it's effect of it. Damn Evan who puked in the toilet if not we can hear moaning sound coming out from the toilet if they were given a chance to make full use of the spacious toilet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got to know some guys over there, one of they said i look like an ABC-.-" I was like... (ohh really? isit... never knew that -.-") Gossiping, singing n' eating was how we spend our time before yuki complained of his spliting head than Shida's called a cab! HE CALLED A FARKING CAB!! I LOATHE TO CALL CAB! it's&lt;strong&gt; FARKING &lt;em&gt;WOM(WASTE OF MONEY!) &lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took photos in the toilet! It's freaking nice!!Cos i'm in the photo and i think i'm so used to taking photos alone i rejected all of them when they asked me to take photos with them -.-" Am i bad? or is this the side effects of Vanity? lol~ who knows maybe i'm just not in the right mood to be friendly with strangers that's all. &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sorry Kathy! i gave u attitude on the phone~!  gomen nasai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, time to end. I need to get my worthy sleep for such a hectic day today~! Also, needa stay overnight again @@" watch DVDs with my gay mates =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I really do. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115507696705664651?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115507696705664651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115507696705664651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115507696705664651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115507696705664651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/private-house.html' title='Private house~'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115494590041730571</id><published>2006-08-07T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:18:20.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden attack</title><content type='html'>Today, geog exams. i didn't know i has it till i reached school in a rushy way. I woke up at 8am! lol.yeaa i nv shower -.-" tt's so sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there's 6 period free for me to save my day, so i stucked in the library and putted on my thinking cap and typed out notes in the library computer. I saved it! Poor geography students in need of notes can drop by there and print it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper was kinda of difficult? as many had said before they lefted the room earlier on. Yeaah indeed it was, the map was a tedious one for us. West of easting 00? what's this man? i don't even know. Than they played with the words of asking the questions and misleaded many of them. lol~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope that i won't fail again. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want u to know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though we hardly speak, the sight of you makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;and if there's a chance we speak,it just brighten my day like how the sun does&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115494590041730571?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115494590041730571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115494590041730571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115494590041730571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115494590041730571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/sudden-attack.html' title='Sudden attack'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32250817.post-115481842419882503</id><published>2006-08-05T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T15:53:44.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Alright i'm so sick of the plain Friendster's blog. So i'm here to try out the famous blogging shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i'm bored to death. My days are numbered, yet i'm still spending my time wastefully. lol whatever -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32250817-115481842419882503?l=ironics-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/115481842419882503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32250817&amp;postID=115481842419882503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115481842419882503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32250817/posts/default/115481842419882503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ironics-of-life.blogspot.com/2006/08/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>genocide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04854853252477347245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
