<?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-15470198</id><updated>2011-12-02T18:29:33.324+08:00</updated><category term='i&apos;m stupid and contagious'/><category term='bryan the mermaid'/><category term='iced face-smashing'/><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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>512</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-1326281168232314200</id><published>2010-08-04T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T17:50:40.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took me awhile to log in because i couldn't remember which password i put for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past three weeks haven't been good, especially this week.&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't even have started, but since i did, it's been an uphill task getting out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I need to recover, and not to just simply walk off this bloody whole shit now and lose everything.&lt;br /&gt;Will i lose more or will i just gain some back? Majority says lose, while i'm the only one remaining optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;Gambling really jeopardises everything, including my relationship. Really feel like walking out of it, because this really hampers happiness and i don't want to supply a future short of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, money makes the world go round, while concurrently i'm making the money world go round ; and at the same time turning my own world round, but in a reverse direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember i know of a girl in secondary school from katong convent, she's rebellious, slutty, hell of a troublemaker, yeah just insert all the negative bad descriptions, you can say she's the epitome. After Os, she disappeared, closed her friendster account, cut away every single contact she has, changed her number, moved house. No one knew where is she, how is she, for a couple of years. Recently she added me on facebook, i read her blog, and could tell she's a totally changed person.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's a good way to start over anew. Destroy all bad roots, replant your seeds, you'll have a good chance growing into a prettier tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1326281168232314200?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1326281168232314200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1326281168232314200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1326281168232314200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1326281168232314200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/08/took-me-awhile-to-log-in-because-i.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4988752986892442343</id><published>2010-06-27T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:10:06.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4988752986892442343?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4988752986892442343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4988752986892442343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4988752986892442343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4988752986892442343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-5569728612020387618</id><published>2010-05-24T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:41:49.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCKKK IM GETTING SO FAT. it's damn demoralising when i see FB having some of my half naked pics and lumps of fats protruding out everywhere. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;lol it's damn stupid i know, but stupid things are amusing stuff to blog about rightt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streaming session's ongoing now, and i haven't chose my electives for my specialisation yet.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not really ready to path out my future , my strengths are indistinct and my interests are questionable even till now, and i'm nineteen already.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to be put amongst options and having to decide on one of them when it involes a gamble on my future.&lt;br /&gt;corporate communication, finance, human resource, marketing, entrepreneurship, tourism...&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking i've only shown slender interests in corp comm and finance, but bloody hell there's no combination of corp comm &amp;amp; finance ):&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've till wed to make a decision. please pull me through thisss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note,&lt;br /&gt;it's depressing to see conflicts amongst friends, break-ups here and there, ahhh what's next?&lt;br /&gt;stay strong my friends &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah it's so shiok having someone who loves me more than i love her. though i really love her alot alr.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe see you tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-5569728612020387618?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/5569728612020387618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=5569728612020387618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5569728612020387618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5569728612020387618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/05/fuckkk-im-getting-so-fat.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-7201521836651151576</id><published>2010-05-11T03:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T04:04:25.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies when you are heavily involved everyday in your life and after sometime, you will feel that you have shortchanged yourself, in a way that you do not do enough in life to yield substantially and cover the time that has passed.&lt;br /&gt;It gets worse when you slowly drift yourself away from things which are precious to you, you get busy until the extent that time gradually eats away those things from you and eventually, you lose them.&lt;br /&gt;One of such things is friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i've been in deep thoughts whenever i'm alone at home, during times when i'm trying to sleep, during times when i'm travelling, during times when i'm bored in class.&lt;br /&gt;-Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I remember last week, it came to a point whichby i almost made a decision to take a break from everything.&lt;br /&gt;I need to sort things out. I've gained happiness, but i'm losing friends.&lt;br /&gt;Not just ordinary friends, i'm talking about close ones. For instance, my class clique, we've separated, we're drifting apart, and i'm spiritless everyday when i walk into my new class. What opportunities do we actually have in the future to bond us together again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind wanders around about life issues and i came to a realisation that at my age now, i hardly bothered to make friends. Is it because close friendships are difficult to forge at this age? Or is it because i have already sufficient close friends? Or could it be that i've somehow turned less sociable? Yeah, i really don't bother to make friends anymore, or to attempt inching closer in my current friendships. It's week four of school, and i think i can only remember 10 names in my new class of about 25 students?&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to my closer friends, i have about ten of them. Four or five are my current school friends. Actually i'm more concerned about the rest whom i've spent years together with them. Embarrassingly, I can't even take time off to meet them nowadays. I can't forsee having any time for them next week, the week after next, or even next month, bearing in mind that i would lose them in time to come, yet i just could not find time...&lt;br /&gt;They're constantly sieging me with meet-ups, while i'm the one shielding everything away.&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for a reason, and sometimes they carry more than one in them. Is time a factor? When i have time, money comes into the situation. When i have time and money, family issues loom in.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, the last situation doesn't come by simply because i don't even have time to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i address this? How would you address me?&lt;br /&gt;I am the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;To my close friends, i'm sincerely sorry. I'll try to sort things  out soon. One thing i am glad about is that i really do think about each  and every one of you every day, even for a moment, i do. I don't wanna  lose any of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To E, this has got nothing to do with you. Having you now, one year later or five years later would not have influenced this differently, I'd definitely get my female companion at one point in my life, be it now or later. I just need to get through this.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being understanding and you are my amazement &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7201521836651151576?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7201521836651151576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7201521836651151576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7201521836651151576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7201521836651151576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-flies-when-you-are-heavily.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-5227844596064454435</id><published>2010-04-26T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T03:28:10.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe it's time i update this rotting space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FO's over for awhile. I enjoyed the camp, i love my GLS, i love my freshies and i don't regret shedding those tears for Ketsu. FO really makes me feel damn loved leh. but i feel i'm not a good GL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 0, didn't have that impetus to chiong. Maybe suffering from the after effects of FO. siannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started, missed my first opportunity to see my class last week, and if i miss another APEL of lesson, i've to retain. FML. Pray that i have a fun class please, albeit only for a semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shag, school tomorrow. 11-7! wheee. SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights,&lt;br /&gt;love you bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-5227844596064454435?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/5227844596064454435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=5227844596064454435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5227844596064454435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5227844596064454435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/04/maybe-its-time-i-update-this-rotting.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8686097615694145329</id><published>2010-04-01T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:59:22.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10:40 AM now, and i haven't sleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;SL camp's over and i almost died, 3 days 2 nights camp and i cti alr without proper sleep.&lt;br /&gt;FOC/W  6 days 5 nights camp. HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly i'm damn weak at this area. No 6 hours sleep per day = cui.&lt;br /&gt;i can foresee my cui face alr. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL camp was fun, but actually more dirty than fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tmr, and i haven't gym-ed for days. But at this timing i sleep idk if i can wake up to gym.&lt;br /&gt;sigh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sl camp over&lt;br /&gt;FOC/W next week&lt;br /&gt;Week 0 business orientation week aft next&lt;br /&gt;School reopens in 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;NAISE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8686097615694145329?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8686097615694145329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8686097615694145329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8686097615694145329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8686097615694145329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/04/1040-am-now-and-i-havent-sleep-yet.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8567316668164794756</id><published>2010-03-14T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T02:33:22.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been really busy, out from my house every single day ever since the holidays started.&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is, being busy really helps me to stop thinking about certain things.&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing is, i'm really tired from everything.&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays and i can't even get sufficient sleep everyday. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results were out a few days back and i'm not quite sure of how i feel about my results. Certainly i'm glad because unexpectedly, i did well, to be honest it's better than my last sem's results. Last sem i studied a week or two before the exams and i got GPA 2.8, this sem i studied the night before each paper and i got 3. what the hell is going on?! i should've put in more effort man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my disposable income has hit rockbottom this month. my pay was $56 because i only worked one shift last month. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore chalets, birthdays are killing me. expenses&gt;revenue gives me a deficit ):&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh BO LUIIIII AH. i need to play more mj to earn $$$ HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY HERE I COMEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8567316668164794756?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8567316668164794756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8567316668164794756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8567316668164794756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8567316668164794756'/><link 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kaopei, sleep, insufficient sleep, love, hugs and kisses, mistakes and regrets, feeling down, bacardi 151, cigarettes, narnia's wardrobe singing session, jay chou songs, clear the mess, home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for As results!&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm powerhouse tonight!&lt;br /&gt;sleep time nao, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8532221178054810648?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8532221178054810648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8532221178054810648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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problem and you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;Try this on, straightjacket feeling&lt;br /&gt;so maybe I won't be alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6562754693746130407?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6562754693746130407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6562754693746130407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6562754693746130407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6562754693746130407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-me-down-from-backing-up-hold-your.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4684967297890536073</id><published>2010-02-24T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:22:04.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been searching on google for tips. Tips for a particular something (no not studies).&lt;br /&gt;hahahha i'm too shy to say it out, doing it makes me secretly feel that i'm cute. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. Four papers down? Yeah sia. I almost can't count.&lt;br /&gt;Stats and Marketing are both passable, I'm just damn afraid i'll fail POM, left 23 marks blank. Can't study means can't study, so old alr yet can't study, what to do.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, today's Micrecons was good, first time leaving the exam venue with a smile on my face hahahah. Help me pray that i'll get an A for the paper, but i know my coursework's still gonna pull it down. oh wellll.&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm left with Biz Accounting 2 tmr. CB that one the content i know about 10% only. And david just rang me up and asked if we wanna pon the exam tmr tgt. I'm damn tempted leh, it'll all depend on tonight's studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS IN FIFTEEN HOURS&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS IN FIFTEEN HOURS&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS IN FIFTEEN HOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha okay bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're too hot for me to handle,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes in life it's worth risking getting scalded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4684967297890536073?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4684967297890536073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4684967297890536073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4684967297890536073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4684967297890536073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-searching-on-google-for-tips.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-6562871571369834362</id><published>2010-02-21T04:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T04:50:22.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging @ horny ian's place now.&lt;div&gt;Just came from jasmine's place, enjoyed good returns :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this year i'm high on luck, banluked like 15 times in 3 hours. not bad hor, usually i'm giving free money away whenever i play banluk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams start on Monday, fucking sian cause i haven't really started studying. I've been damn slack this sem ): idk what happened to me, i can't explain it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, gonna study for 2 hours until the sun rises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbyeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6562871571369834362?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6562871571369834362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6562871571369834362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6562871571369834362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6562871571369834362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/02/blogging-horny-ians-place-now.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-556524469163578537</id><published>2010-02-16T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:52:29.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH malay, sia. kkk malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;IM STILL STUCK THERE SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored now, for the past two days i only wake up, eat, gamble, eat , movie, sleep. and the cycle continues until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I miss school, i miss gym, i miss my friends ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming fatter already. damn it. my stomach is like too heavy all the while for me to do any abs exercises. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day of being a year 1 TP student was on last friday. Lamentably i didn't spend it with my class clique, shit la next sem separated alr ):&lt;br /&gt;Then, Sheesha and drankwith friends at night , naiseeeee, and i went home half drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat morning, met up with CBK before coming into malaysia. Wah, my dad talked to me and gave me ang pow sia, felt damn soft-hearted again so i sad goodbye to him. OTW to malaysia, tio traffic jam zzzzz. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srlsy TP sucks for putting year end exams next week, i thought i come here confirm can study one, but...&lt;br /&gt;haizzzz need to chiong ten times harder when im back in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this tiger year is not bad, i won 50 rm from gambling alr. MORE TO COME TMR HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i'll be back tomorrow midnight. naiseeeeeeee kkkkk byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-556524469163578537?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/556524469163578537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=556524469163578537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/556524469163578537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/556524469163578537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/02/wah-malay-sia.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4313413329629696552</id><published>2010-02-09T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:52:37.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was damn stressed out last night the moment i came online, bombarded with questions from every angle and i really don't wish to answer. Sigh i should've opted for the other way out...&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered last monday night we went to SSG for buffalo wings, ate a chunk of meat of a lvl 10, and my anus burned for two days. Actually it wasn't that bad, as compared to people like eileen kyle. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;And then last night, we went again. Ate two whole wings of level 3 plus a whole of lvl 7, i thought i feel pretty fine after eating but this morning when i woke up, i could literally hear sean kingston singing fire burning as i rushed to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped Microecons lectuyre, and came home to sleep after morning's tutorial. Lack of sleep, and once again i was a living zombie in school. Time for rejuvenation.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna head back to school later for mass gl cheer meeting, and i hope i can drop by at tm after that to meet up with bryan and chun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i'm looking forward to wednesday, my brother's birthday! I desperately need to chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Nighto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4313413329629696552?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4313413329629696552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4313413329629696552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4313413329629696552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4313413329629696552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-damn-stressed-out-last-night.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4828780595465400840</id><published>2010-02-02T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:34:16.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;HIII i'm helping my friend here, he bakes and sells chinese new year goodies on his own. Damn delicious, text him if ya'll wanna buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that the new year has been a great start for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Chinese New Year is approaching and I'll be selling various choices of home-made new year goodies.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I would like to take this opportunity to ask if you would like to place any orders with me.&lt;br /&gt;The price of the new year goodies are as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pineapple Tarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;*                          (S)$15     (L)$22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Pineapple Tarts with cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;(S)$18     (L)$25&lt;br /&gt;Double Chocolate Cookies*          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;(S)$12     (L)$18&lt;br /&gt;Cranberry Cookies (40pcs)               $15&lt;br /&gt;Almond Cookies (40pcs)*                 $12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coconut Cookies (40pcs)                 $10&lt;br /&gt;Butter Cookies (40pcs)                     $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*best-selling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To place your orders, you can either text me at 98294375 or drop me an email.&lt;br /&gt;If you would like samples of the cookies, do let me know so I can pass them to you one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;Would appreciate if you can reply to me as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Do also help me spread this email if you have interested friends!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and have good year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Wen Xian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="ecxecxecxApple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI',Tahoma,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4828780595465400840?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4828780595465400840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4828780595465400840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4828780595465400840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4828780595465400840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/02/hiii-im-helping-my-friend-here-he-bakes.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4905084466243641689</id><published>2010-01-29T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:34:55.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/S2HIA-JwXeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HsO2XkggLZA/s1600-h/19255_1255676483475_1576478024_600455_2684165_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/S2HIA-JwXeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HsO2XkggLZA/s320/19255_1255676483475_1576478024_600455_2684165_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431842544595000802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/S2HH6hBPMKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/GSOe7P6wyJo/s1600-h/19255_1255676963487_1576478024_600465_5372873_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/S2HH6hBPMKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/GSOe7P6wyJo/s320/19255_1255676963487_1576478024_600465_5372873_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431842433695428770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hah, i seriously burst into laughter when i first looked at this photo. David's face is like telling " knn to you idiots who smashed cake on my face, now i'm sad "&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's jap listening was retarded. The conversation went like a machine gun throughout and i can't catch any balls, jap sucks siaaa though i'm confident i can pass it.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh BusStats class test tomorrow, only studied 1 chapter when i met up with horny ian just now, was just too moodless to continue ): nvm last min study and i'll still prevail :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to have my beauty sleep, it's cool seeing people use beauty to describe sleep recently, or maybe i just wasn't observant enough to discover that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K goodnights (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4905084466243641689?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4905084466243641689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4905084466243641689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4905084466243641689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4905084466243641689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/01/hah-i-seriously-burst-into-laughter.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/S2HIA-JwXeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HsO2XkggLZA/s72-c/19255_1255676483475_1576478024_600455_2684165_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-8426659641547119730</id><published>2010-01-21T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:47:28.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel damn exhausted today, but i was kinda relieved as well, in the sense that 2 more projects are finally done, now i'm left with JAPANESE.&lt;br /&gt;Not too pleased with some people though, sometimes i wonder if i'm being too nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking alot to talk about the past week, because it was totally awesome &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;19 years and 5 days old now, thankfully my soul is still young, and my looks as well. I KNOW I DON'T LOOK LIKE 19 HOR YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful to those who've met an effort to make me happy for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Names are aplenty, but basically they're Ketsu, 1B19, TP clique, TristonAshtonBrendaCherieIrishWenxianBen, BryanChunhowSellick, mymum mysisters and maybe, my dad. and of course, those who've wished me (:&lt;br /&gt;OOOH AND THANKS FOR THOSE PRESENTS, freaking you all spent too much alr. i said i don't need anything one! like just be nice to me for the whole year can alr, serious la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, HOW COME I TOOK SO MANY PHOTOS BUT I HARDLY SEE ANY ON FACEBOOK ONE.&lt;br /&gt;damn it, i must go pester people for them already, and then i'll do photo post for the next entry!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, Tonight i must sleep till shiok to compensate for the miserable 3.5 hours sleep i had this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;DOTA FIRST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8426659641547119730?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8426659641547119730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8426659641547119730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8426659641547119730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8426659641547119730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-feel-damn-exhausted-today-but-i-was.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-7097370369859998864</id><published>2010-01-18T22:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:23:01.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;Over the last five years you've been one of my best companions. Whether i'm in a cheerful mood or whether i'm emotional and depressed, you're always here to share my emotions when i feel the need to.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i want to tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated my dad for over ten years, ever since i was able to think properly as a grown up i hated him, i hated him for the things he did to my mum, for the things he's been doing to the family. He knew that i hate him, but he covers that up in his mind, thinking that i have misjudged him along, but frankly that is only his own misjudgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past year, we haven't spoke a single word. Not a single hi, bye or not did we even look into each other's eyes. We were just like strangers, oblivious to each other's presence, and we got used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i have this odd feeling that everything's gonna change, in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, i wanted to have a bath so i opened my wardrobe to get my clothes, and to my surprise , a plastic bag rested on top of my pile of clothes. Feeling curious, i locked my door and opened it up. Inside contained two shirts, a pair of boxers and a birthday card. The card wrote, "Dearest Arthur, Happy 20th birthday son. With love, from dad "&lt;br /&gt;I felt tearful when i read those words. For the past 18 years of my life never have i remembered his birthday, although i don't quite regard him as a father now, but he still did remember mine...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he's forgotten that i'm 19 this year, not 20. but that does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;The shirts are not branded and oversized, but that does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;The box which contains the boxers was opened up before, but that does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;This is the moment when i truly understand the gist of the phrase "it's the thought that counts" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this, but i am deeply touched. Perhaps it's time to unfold this prideful mask of mine. After whatever i've done to him physically and psychologically over the past two years he was still willing to relent?&lt;br /&gt;Has he won me over?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like texting him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7097370369859998864?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7097370369859998864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7097370369859998864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7097370369859998864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7097370369859998864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-blog-over-last-five-years-youve.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-7307724910591519487</id><published>2010-01-15T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:48:33.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy belated 18th bububirdy! and happy 16th sis! love you although you are fucking rebelious. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had 2 project submissions today, i wish i can heave a huge sigh of relief but not quite yet... i have 3 more projs to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me why I've been damn lazy and unmotivated this term. i only went for 1 lecture out of like 5 this week. Argh I must stop playing late night dota, mustttt. DONT JIO ME ALR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back all my results alr for last term's exams, 3 As, 1 B+, 1 C+ and one... F? That F comes from business accounting 2, obviously. And may be that is why i objected triston to take A&amp;amp;F for JAE, hahah accounting sucks. Anyway you've done well enough la brother, all the best for posting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tonight, birthday celebration for david, sihui, cally and me together with some classmates and tp clique , excited much ((((:&lt;br /&gt;Sian, i am trying to treasure my 18 years old identity, soon enough i'll be 19. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessy's farewell at sentosa tomorrow with reliez. Ugh i'll try not to ton until late tonight, if not i won't be able to make it. I wannna go i wanna go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA IAN TAN SHIT DAMN LONG, NOW WE'RE GONNA BE LATE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7307724910591519487?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7307724910591519487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7307724910591519487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7307724910591519487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7307724910591519487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-belated-18th-bububirdy-and-happy.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-28466522942903646</id><published>2010-01-04T21:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:23:47.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SONG BO it's 2010!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hah, 4 days late but nevertheless, happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been enjoying my life of late but much to my chagrin, incoming project submission dates are spoiling the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some updates.&lt;br /&gt;my xmas was well spent with ben, sihui and jon.&lt;br /&gt;my new year was with triston,ashton &amp;amp; company and  Ketsu. much love.&lt;br /&gt;i had ketsu dinner, reliez dinner, many many loveeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;and, OTC mass outing @ sentosa yesterday, quite a positive one because i can feel that ketsu's more bonded alr, wah &lt;3. but the negative points are that my shoulders are burnt, i got ugly tan lines and i am jealous of people with 8 packs.  anyway, new year, new hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la i had it before new year and i was damn depressed because the person cut until damn fugly but now i'm beginning to like it more alr :D&lt;br /&gt;sadly i'm being referred as the ugly hair boy now =.=&lt;br /&gt;ok laaaa not that ugly right ... hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution - go on many many overseas trips with friends and to, save like at least 2k by the end of december.&lt;br /&gt;hah quite impossible la the saving one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, some pix! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/S0H5pztYkXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/yjOTSCLANf0/s1600-h/17868_405218460437_899620437_10432404_487091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SyvJ2y2-4aI/AAAAAAAAAcg/FYiP4oJtP6s/s320/empire+ketsu+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416644920045658530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SyvJt7e1y6I/AAAAAAAAAcY/e9IgSn96704/s1600-h/14669_206624708315_551678315_3171505_4641777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SyvJt7e1y6I/AAAAAAAAAcY/e9IgSn96704/s320/14669_206624708315_551678315_3171505_4641777_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416644767741496226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past three days and two nights were hell, hell tiring.&lt;br /&gt;I only had 7 hours of sleep in total , i had my stomach rumbling half of the time, and i have no voice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT, it was all worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;I have too much to say, but for now it'll condense into just four words - Ketsu i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 4 mths time i will lead you on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6117639316655447486?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6117639316655447486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6117639316655447486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6117639316655447486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6117639316655447486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/12/past-three-days-and-two-nights-were.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SyvJ2y2-4aI/AAAAAAAAAcg/FYiP4oJtP6s/s72-c/empire+ketsu+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-3127920170364463142</id><published>2009-12-09T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T03:11:17.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap,Microecons,BA2 down&lt;br /&gt;POM, Busstats and Marketingfunds left to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally screwed up today's BA2, and hence i left for home hurriedly after school cause my brain was dieing due to the lack of sleep and overcramming of accounting templates. my classmates thought i was emo. hahaha no laaa.&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying at sengkang with them for the past 3-4 days, it's a damn good place to study because we have the whole room to ourselves but half of the time we're playing. Tickling one another, giving good ups (rofl), playing arm wrestling and talking bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, today's session got abit fired up because everyone got high and naughty after drinking naughty g. hahaha it's quite a mystery whether it's a mere coincidence or does naughty g really makes ppl naughty?&lt;br /&gt;ask quintuple b(well today she became heptagonal B, with 2 additional Bs installed) or chinyi because they profitted the most from the drink.&lt;br /&gt;HAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's pom. damn it it's worse than OB, worse then history+ss added up tgt. the info we need to memorize.. is fucked up much, yes that's a good description.&lt;br /&gt;2 more chapters left to go, god bless my already-compacted-with-overflowing-information brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait!! i swam 10 laps today, whoaa i'm so proud of myself. half a year ago i only swam 5 or 6 and i almost died. hahahah. way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k GOODNIGHTS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3127920170364463142?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3127920170364463142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3127920170364463142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3127920170364463142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3127920170364463142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/12/exam-week.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-1941974090789308477</id><published>2009-12-02T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T02:24:57.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SxVO57zTJCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/6X9iId7J15g/s1600/16450_188505179515_582854515_2828495_7976718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SxVO57zTJCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/6X9iId7J15g/s320/16450_188505179515_582854515_2828495_7976718_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410317284567884834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my bruddies on sun. dined, sang and had supper.&lt;br /&gt;wah i think my bangs are not very straight, i'll go balance it tomorrow morning before sch ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp briefing yesterday, came home at 12+.&lt;br /&gt;felt tired, ponned sch today cause quintuple B influenced me.&lt;br /&gt;slept till shiokkk, went to sch's swimming pool only to get chased out cause i wasn't wearing trunks. wtf!!!&lt;br /&gt;crashed jap lecture, reopend my ear holes, studied with ian ben &amp;amp; quintuple B, hahaha more like we talked all the way. hahahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la, tomorrow MUST STUDY. damn my earpiece is spoilt =/ bad timing to spoil sia is god telling me not to study hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm abit high this few days with ben and quintuple B. rofl. both my best friends in sch.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, my family is away for almost a week.&lt;br /&gt;dang i've to wash my clothes tmrrrrr. and no one to wake me up. haiz&lt;br /&gt;who wanan come my house and play with me?(: LOLLL.&lt;br /&gt;ILL WELCOME ANY STUDY+SLEEPOVERS JUST TELL ME KKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. why must they be gone during exam period. if only it's holidays...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1941974090789308477?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1941974090789308477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1941974090789308477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1941974090789308477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1941974090789308477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/12/met-my-bruddies-on-sun.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SxVO57zTJCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/6X9iId7J15g/s72-c/16450_188505179515_582854515_2828495_7976718_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-7887680934940127218</id><published>2009-11-28T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:51:37.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought a ralph lauren blue label cologne at taka last night @ $133&lt;br /&gt;just a few minutes ago, i saw it selling online @ around $60 SGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-F.M.L-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7887680934940127218?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7887680934940127218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7887680934940127218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7887680934940127218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7887680934940127218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-bought-ralph-lauren-blue-label.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4707993417904330872</id><published>2009-11-23T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:37:18.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations. I got into OTC and i ought to be delighted, but i can't. some of my friends whom i care about didn't get in, argh. Please appeal, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mentally and physically exhuasted now, i don't know how to handle some situations in my life. Exams are around the corner, and my studies are going haywire and - idk, i knew this will happen, that's why i want to keep it implicit but now, i think i just lost a friend after what i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this, i really wish i can revert time and i really wish i can console my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll need to sleep early today, good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4707993417904330872?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4707993417904330872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4707993417904330872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4707993417904330872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4707993417904330872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/11/congratulations.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-2269448040017072014</id><published>2009-11-19T20:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:01:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd entry for today but i think this deserves to be posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SwU8FsLidiI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5dq1dj1p0BM/s1600/rain11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SwU8FsLidiI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5dq1dj1p0BM/s320/rain11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792996184716834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SwU7PoO2X1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/xBy3Yc0fFo8/s1600/ninja-training2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SwU7PoO2X1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/xBy3Yc0fFo8/s320/ninja-training2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792067411926866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SwU7MG2fQsI/AAAAAAAAAb4/unGtL1AZeJM/s1600/ninja-training1-390x261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SwU7MG2fQsI/AAAAAAAAAb4/unGtL1AZeJM/s320/ninja-training1-390x261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792006911771330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, that's not me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ok he's rain and i always yucks @ comments which says that he's hot but now it seems like my mind is forced to accept a change.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the 1st pic and look at the 3rd pic.&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of martial arts training, an hour of total-fitness workout a day for 6 mths, that is the result.&lt;br /&gt;he's really fucking hot and i'm not being gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'M DAMN DAMN MOTIVATED TO GYM MORE OFTEN NOW ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2269448040017072014?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2269448040017072014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2269448040017072014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2269448040017072014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2269448040017072014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-off-thats-not-me.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SwU8FsLidiI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5dq1dj1p0BM/s72-c/rain11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-230533952968516324</id><published>2009-11-19T19:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:37:16.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, i am sad. crestfallen? dejected? depressed? no i'm just sad.&lt;br /&gt;mainly cuz of some incident in school plus i sorta screwed my jap presentation due to the lack of time, and i think i wasn't composed enough. fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight, an insight was sighted (lol@the rhyme) ,which probably taught me not to retain any personal inclination towards anything in the future anymore, unless i know it's not just a one-sided one. maybe because the cruelty of reality will sink in deep and hit you hard, especially after that very inclination has developed into something that's been difficult to detach from your mind after months of compounding. Blame me on my poor experience, almost 19 and i'm still a greenhorn hahhahaa. okay enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Streaming results were out yesterday, i got into my primary choice quite expectedly , so next year i'll be pursuing a diploma in business.&lt;br /&gt;-Business stastictics test tomorrow, i hope i can push myself to study later.&lt;br /&gt;-Soccer after school tomorrow, hoho i'm looking to that! let's pray the rain doesn't spoil the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be difficult to fall asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-230533952968516324?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/230533952968516324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=230533952968516324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/230533952968516324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/230533952968516324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-sad.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-3236881901159326905</id><published>2009-11-10T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:44:40.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt better already after being sick for 4 days, and finally headed to the gym! although i still have like 1kg of fucking phlegm refusing to leave my throat. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;was damn weak though, couldn't lift much weights but yay no more guilt in my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucked today, cause i didn't have the needed concentration to be attentive, which means day wasted due to insufficient sleep last night. Ah, i need to study soon, maybe this sun i'll start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course Streaming today, in the end i opted for a diploma in business, but i'm ambivalent about my decision because i'm not really interested in any of the 7 electives available.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, i think i wouldn't have felt better if i were to choose any of the other 2 viable options, namely marketing and logistics.&lt;br /&gt;I hate being made to choose, anyone who knows me well would agree i guess ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day tomorrow in sch, let's see, 9 to 9? LOL. including gym hours.&lt;br /&gt;okay goodnight world, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3236881901159326905?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3236881901159326905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3236881901159326905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3236881901159326905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3236881901159326905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/11/felt-better-already-after-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-1429283234919791550</id><published>2009-11-06T09:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:46:59.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what an awesome dream last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1429283234919791550?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1429283234919791550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1429283234919791550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1429283234919791550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1429283234919791550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-awesome-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-788831414257127120</id><published>2009-11-02T19:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:58:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(in cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hou hoi sam gin dou nei!! gnor gor meng giu zor arthur, nei giu zor matye meng ah?&lt;br /&gt;gnor gong gor cantonese nei ming mm ming ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, i have the sudden interest to learn how to speak canto, i think i speak it better than jap =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, grabbed some photos from fb of last sat's mini bsc halloween's party in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DnA5xHmI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yWNw10W1HTA/s1600-h/15146_322728120045_514885045_9487285_1675686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DnA5xHmI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yWNw10W1HTA/s320/15146_322728120045_514885045_9487285_1675686_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399468078288412258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DiVRRlBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/9PEoEFzhK1c/s1600-h/15146_322734985045_514885045_9487389_4212503_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DiVRRlBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/9PEoEFzhK1c/s320/15146_322734985045_514885045_9487389_4212503_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399467997856371730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tio forfeit =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DdsRHojI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-Sg-RRJ9ksw/s1600-h/14235_190021392914_595247914_3853184_2655540_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DdsRHojI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-Sg-RRJ9ksw/s320/14235_190021392914_595247914_3853184_2655540_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399467918130389554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DZn0XjsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jbUvF8Am2Pg/s1600-h/14235_190021362914_595247914_3853178_4422560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DZn0XjsI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jbUvF8Am2Pg/s320/14235_190021362914_595247914_3853178_4422560_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399467848216579778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my chio lips ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd week of school already, the subjects this sem are perhaps better in terms of being more interesting - marketing fundamentals, microeconomics, businss statistics, business accounting 2, principles of management and japanese language &amp;amp; culture as my cds.&lt;br /&gt;the only one which i'm bound to flunk again is definitely BA2. haiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweat it all out @ the sweatshop after school today. whoa i love it! it's quite fortunate to have a dragonboater in my class because it's an extra motivation (:&lt;br /&gt;zj drove today, so we went to ehub for bowling after jim ing! freaking funny i laughed until my jaws were tired after that. rofllllll&lt;3 my class clique especially with the presence of horny ian. ROFLLLLL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bsg's captain ball competition tmr, seriously we will get into the finals. 90% chance. cause there's me. HAH kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends taking Os &amp;amp; As(soon), ALLL THE BEST KKKKK you all are my pride!! k dideng k irish k bryanpang see u all soon miss u all sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ignore this irony involved but it's been tough needing to conceal my feelings, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-788831414257127120?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/788831414257127120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=788831414257127120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/788831414257127120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/788831414257127120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-cantonese-hou-hoi-sam-gin-dou-nei.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Su7DnA5xHmI/AAAAAAAAAbw/yWNw10W1HTA/s72-c/15146_322728120045_514885045_9487285_1675686_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-3862756011896812801</id><published>2009-10-28T07:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T07:49:18.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck la, i just realised sch's at 12 today, not 9. woke up and bathed and i had just eaten. LOL i could have slept 3 hours more man =.=&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully i managed to sleep at 10 last night, so i think i had some good rest already (: but yet again i woke up 3 times in the middle of the night, i rmb it was 2am, 4am and 5am... and i needed a massive effort to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, time for dota! or shall i head to the gym in the meantime? hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's mass dance was damn retarded!! i think i kept knocking into people around me cause i was damn rough. rofl. and TP's school song was even more fun, because si hui was beside me and its nice to own her srsly. ah, the fun FOC times. audition's ongoing already, just need to pick up my courage and go for it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped sylvia promote bsc's haloween party this saturday after school, dressed up in a scream's costume and walked around scaring people. Actually i didn't bother to scare people, the girls somehow started running away even as i slowly paced myself towards them. thanks ben and sihui for accompanying me (:&lt;br /&gt;gymed, and it was isaac's turn to promote. It was fucking funny seeing two girls jump and screamed like siao because he camped directly in front of the lift, and when the doors were slowly pushed open... hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k it's time 2 kill time n wait for sch's time bbbbb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3862756011896812801?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3862756011896812801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3862756011896812801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3862756011896812801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3862756011896812801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-la-i-just-realised-schs-at-12.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-2650489015499945658</id><published>2009-10-26T05:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:32:46.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;overslept today, woke up at 9pm instead of 6pm, my alarm clock failed me.&lt;br /&gt;quickly prepared and cabbed to buang kok to catch the game with wx but it wasn't screening =.=&lt;br /&gt;waited for david and watched it at his place and, man utd lost.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school at 9am, supposed to wake up at 7am, but its 5.30am alr.&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep, i've only been awake for 8 hrs+. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, man utd lost. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gym tomorrow aft sch, YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah bored and being retarded, bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i need a new phone what's good and below $500? besides bbb and iphone&lt;br /&gt;arghzz pls let me fall asleep bye once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2650489015499945658?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2650489015499945658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2650489015499945658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2650489015499945658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2650489015499945658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4435970950461322049</id><published>2009-10-20T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:03:30.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School started yesterday, went there subconsciously, came home almost dead.&lt;br /&gt;haha my eyes were having their own disasters after going to school after work.&lt;br /&gt;As such, lamentably i didn't have a good start for this term... Missed catching up with my classmates, and tried to avoid bumping into people because i can't afford to let them see my swollen eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlivened my body with good sleep, and went to work.&lt;br /&gt;Work ended, and i smartly placed my handphone inside my locker and went back.&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine how much i was cursing when i found out about my phone during the transport home.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gonna head to the gym soon, and then slowly make my way back to town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4435970950461322049?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4435970950461322049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4435970950461322049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4435970950461322049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4435970950461322049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-started-yesterday-went-there.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-6579729903444738622</id><published>2009-10-15T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:07:34.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Stc_93bI-2I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/so8WIeUXmA4/s1600-h/10133_1117835558370_1601436187_30299603_8247723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Stc_93bI-2I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/so8WIeUXmA4/s320/10133_1117835558370_1601436187_30299603_8247723_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392849410881813346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stay home thursday, rotting alive thursday, waste time thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Purposely took off from work, but in the end kena pang seh, nice.&lt;br /&gt;nvm relax arthurrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next term's timetable is out! got japanese as my cds, yay my 1st choice (:&lt;br /&gt;timings are not bad as well, but i hate all the 2 hr breaks. too long for lunch, and too short for me to head to sch's gym during those breaks. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weeks of holidays coming to an end, whoaaa i've really done so much in the holidays, enjoyed fully with my friends, worked hard, shopped hard, can't wait for tmr's night cycling with cortois+bsc and sat's reliez sentosa outing.&lt;br /&gt;wooooooooots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gonna go jio ppl play msn games to kill my boredom. HAH&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6579729903444738622?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6579729903444738622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6579729903444738622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6579729903444738622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6579729903444738622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/10/stay-home-thursday-rotting-alive.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Stc_93bI-2I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/so8WIeUXmA4/s72-c/10133_1117835558370_1601436187_30299603_8247723_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-790707550565247868</id><published>2009-10-07T03:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T03:37:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some Marina Barrage photos and Reliez outing photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZLyh7JEI/AAAAAAAAAbI/byqYor9_orU/s1600-h/8931_168203527914_595247914_3655429_7717772_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZLyh7JEI/AAAAAAAAAbI/byqYor9_orU/s320/8931_168203527914_595247914_3655429_7717772_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389569806900601922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZI89gqCI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7l-vIa77KX8/s1600-h/6835_145108217299_718267299_2427995_7007517_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZI89gqCI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7l-vIa77KX8/s320/6835_145108217299_718267299_2427995_7007517_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389569758161053730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZGrG7PfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/flpZBIoyqmg/s1600-h/6835_145108167299_718267299_2427986_2010428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZGrG7PfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/flpZBIoyqmg/s320/6835_145108167299_718267299_2427986_2010428_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389569719008968178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZENQmXfI/AAAAAAAAAaw/P9qJgqvLMLs/s1600-h/6835_145108162299_718267299_2427985_869036_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZENQmXfI/AAAAAAAAAaw/P9qJgqvLMLs/s320/6835_145108162299_718267299_2427985_869036_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389569676636741106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZB0JOiTI/AAAAAAAAAao/kmjNL90zMwU/s1600-h/8931_168203617914_595247914_3655441_2144522_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZB0JOiTI/AAAAAAAAAao/kmjNL90zMwU/s320/8931_168203617914_595247914_3655441_2144522_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389569635535194418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emo sia HAHAHA like just kena rejected by a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuYK0gS9FI/AAAAAAAAAag/MMERs2PDnyE/s1600-h/6835_145107957299_718267299_2427959_801147_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuYK0gS9FI/AAAAAAAAAag/MMERs2PDnyE/s320/6835_145107957299_718267299_2427959_801147_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389568690739147858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me nerd, LOL UNGLAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuXsNRsv0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/6c4nfuk_YVk/s1600-h/7324_163691633244_544658244_3623007_4741909_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuXsNRsv0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/6c4nfuk_YVk/s320/7324_163691633244_544658244_3623007_4741909_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389568164812865346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuXYPFe6NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pYMd2J5HQjQ/s1600-h/8128_143754455185_533515185_2792477_2935981_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuXYPFe6NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pYMd2J5HQjQ/s320/8128_143754455185_533515185_2792477_2935981_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389567821701114066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry i've been damn busy and lazy to blog :/ okay here's my short post! enjoy lol.&lt;br /&gt;worked almost everynight, woke up damn early every day to meet my friends before work, and as a result i have fucking dark circles around my eyes! T.T&lt;br /&gt;plus, i gymed damn little now as compared to before ): zzzzz getting fatter shit&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, and i know my hair is freaking long and unkempt. i'll need to cut it soon, i think i'll cut bangs on my next next haircut! hah anyone strongly oppose to this idea? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played mahjong at jessy's house just now, wah i lost money to her for the first time, i suck alr la tooo long nvr play hahahah. thanks for sending me home! (:&lt;br /&gt;i wanana mj again before sch starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Hadi&amp;amp;Isaac's birthday party tomorrow! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE WEEKS OF HOLIDAYS LEFT T.T&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOODNIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-790707550565247868?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/790707550565247868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=790707550565247868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/790707550565247868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/790707550565247868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-marina-barrage-photos-and-reliez.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsuZLyh7JEI/AAAAAAAAAbI/byqYor9_orU/s72-c/8931_168203527914_595247914_3655429_7717772_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-5351262608263233710</id><published>2009-09-30T08:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:56:00.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsKisrMDCbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/4b5fif6w-sI/s1600-h/10235_141171664515_582854515_2459731_1903843_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsKisrMDCbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/4b5fif6w-sI/s320/10235_141171664515_582854515_2459731_1903843_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387046992679733682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;90% of my customers are ang mohs, including this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsKilAAohvI/AAAAAAAAAaA/F1i9R9xwDXc/s1600-h/8922_286667885404_605510404_8988182_90121_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsKilAAohvI/AAAAAAAAAaA/F1i9R9xwDXc/s320/8922_286667885404_605510404_8988182_90121_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387046860830050034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Padang's crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsKiW-TesYI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/4FYJ-DLHDWo/s1600-h/8922_286664330404_605510404_8988078_3035804_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsKiW-TesYI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/4FYJ-DLHDWo/s320/8922_286664330404_605510404_8988078_3035804_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387046619854057858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Padang's crew + an unknown white power ranger on the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 was totally a blast, very much a pity it only lasted for three days ):&lt;br /&gt;I always dread when sometimes i know i have so much to talk about, and yet when i enter blogger, my mind and fingers will then have problems backing each other up and in the end, i don't know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;I am experiencing it now, grrrrrr k im gonna slowly think of what i wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important thing is the experience i've gained from working. Facing thousands of people everyday, managing my team members who're almost all older than me, having to count about 30+k cash every night during settlement (imagine the stacks of fifty dollars notes), handling the huge weight of responsibility rested on my shoulders because my tent, along with ben's, had the highest sales amongst all the other areas selling beer.&lt;br /&gt;and the need to do everything in conjunction with the thunderous noise from f1 cars (it's no joke they're pretty deafening), whoa the experience is indeed tremendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ having friends who visited me such as irish, firmin and along with friends who worked there as well, wilson, kimberly.&lt;br /&gt;+ working with my own pals although they're stationed at other zones, wen xian, A.ben, bentoh, danielle.&lt;br /&gt;+ last day's incredible get-together with the crews from other zones, cheering like retards while walking from padang to lao pa sat for supper. hahah it was damn awesome!!! freaking funny because whenever we see an ang moh walking pass we'll be screaming "tips!!!!" because they've been giving us plenty of tips when we worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i don't know how to explain ang mohs, they're very cool, they exude the natural confidence which we lack and they have excellent communication skills, it's damn entertaining chatting with them, and then when they get drunk, it's even more hilarious to talk with them! they'll be talking alot of cock, doing funny actions and making the whole lot of us laugh like mad! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh, three amazing days spent, totally no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;definitely hope there'll be more of such opportunities for me to revel in these jubilant and fulfilling moments. in life, the happiest moments are when you do the things you enjoy doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;off day tomorrow, shall head to the gym and maybe gonna find people whom i've not met lately to eat supper tgt ;D&lt;br /&gt;thursday - gonna help out for bsc, picnic with reliez aft that!&lt;br /&gt;friday - school clique picnic at marina barrage WOOOTS&lt;br /&gt;sat - xiao swine's birthday chalettttt wheeeeee&lt;br /&gt;sun - gavin's 21st birthday bbq hmmmm shall i go ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY IRISH!!! TIME FOR KORKOR TO BRING U GO CHIONG HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-5351262608263233710?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/5351262608263233710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=5351262608263233710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5351262608263233710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5351262608263233710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/09/90-of-my-customers-are-ang-mohs.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SsKisrMDCbI/AAAAAAAAAaI/4b5fif6w-sI/s72-c/10235_141171664515_582854515_2459731_1903843_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-8318560555182896929</id><published>2009-09-21T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:15:30.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SrdrZ_qX6hI/AAAAAAAAAZw/hPerKWAuYbU/s1600-h/7029_164039966674_744341674_4114363_3476455_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383889973874780690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SrdrZ_qX6hI/AAAAAAAAAZw/hPerKWAuYbU/s320/7029_164039966674_744341674_4114363_3476455_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cortois's chalet was great, a pity i only went 2 days out of 4 because i had to work, but it was good fun hanging out with them (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picnic in a few days time, maybe i should sacrifice some of my sleep to attend it because it's at 12.30pm and lately i sleep at 10am and wake up at 6pm ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did some catching up with my good friends over the past few days, with irish and particularly with triston, missed all the heart to heart talk before we sleep! haha sounds damn gay but i'm always glad and gratified when i think about the friendships i have, they're all so genuine and sincere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so proud of my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking back, one month of holidays has passed and i haven't really enjoyed much of them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wait till i get my pay, just wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna be so busy for the whole of next week, but i promise a mahjong session on the week aft next, so whoever wants to donate some money to me please jio an arrangement with me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8318560555182896929?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8318560555182896929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8318560555182896929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8318560555182896929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8318560555182896929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/09/cortoiss-chalet-was-great-pity-i-only.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SrdrZ_qX6hI/AAAAAAAAAZw/hPerKWAuYbU/s72-c/7029_164039966674_744341674_4114363_3476455_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-7753464289799932903</id><published>2009-09-11T06:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:31:08.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;IITSC camp nightwalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SqmACy00thI/AAAAAAAAAZg/yZVLYR16OJA/s1600-h/7616_163949493664_706803664_3389795_3549653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SqmACy00thI/AAAAAAAAAZg/yZVLYR16OJA/s320/7616_163949493664_706803664_3389795_3549653_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379972015362192914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sql__DxRdcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/mYrL6VWWuqA/s1600-h/7616_163949483664_706803664_3389793_6622611_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sql__DxRdcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/mYrL6VWWuqA/s320/7616_163949483664_706803664_3389793_6622611_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379971951191225794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sql_5tHTxeI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/G_VaIl1sy7A/s1600-h/7616_163968598664_706803664_3390160_5094103_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sql_5tHTxeI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/G_VaIl1sy7A/s320/7616_163968598664_706803664_3390160_5094103_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379971859210290658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think this photo is damn cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A rather good experience in two ways, acting as ghosts and kena scared by real ghosts. I don't think it's wise for me to go into details (:&lt;br /&gt;the only bad thing is the bathing part, wah sibei dirty sia my whole body =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day at work just now, pretty good i suppose. My whole lifestyle is gonna turn upside down from today onwards. 11am to 6am each working day ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are out! Very pleased and relieved that i passed my accouting, managed to get a C (:&lt;br /&gt;and of course my econs didn't let me down, an A (:&lt;br /&gt;the rest... hah still okay.&lt;br /&gt;GPA sucks though, don't ask haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gonna sleeeep now! class clique bbq tomorrow and after that, work time!&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people, and good morning to those who're gonna wake up at 7 soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7753464289799932903?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7753464289799932903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7753464289799932903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7753464289799932903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7753464289799932903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/09/iitsc-camp-nightwalk-i-think-this-photo.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SqmACy00thI/AAAAAAAAAZg/yZVLYR16OJA/s72-c/7616_163949493664_706803664_3389795_3549653_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-1286625652854566778</id><published>2009-09-07T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:03:48.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My weekends were rather amazing. I got to drink and had supper with kaykay. I'm sure my bff irish had hell alot of fun too, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for prelims, sec sch and jc ppl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather amusingly, i hurt my left shoulder. Maybe i gym-ed too much. haha fuck, now whenever i try to move it too much i'll hear a click sound and experience a sharp pain in the joints. (anyone knows what injury is that?!) And although i persisted to gym yesterday despite the injury, the trip there was an unproductive one. can't do much exercises, most of them require the shoulder strength ):&lt;br /&gt;hahahah guess i've gotta take a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, gonna go prepare now for the night. muahahah i'm gonna embark on a spooky journey in school tonight. Gonna relish the chance to experience any ghostly encounters later on!&lt;br /&gt;Now's the seven month somemore, woooooo excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAY BYEBYE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1286625652854566778?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1286625652854566778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1286625652854566778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1286625652854566778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1286625652854566778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-weekends-were-rather-amazing.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-133415322900156086</id><published>2009-08-31T02:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:08:31.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Main updates over the past few days : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Class outing, Found a job, Exploration of Seng Kang, Man Utd 2:1 Arsenal (yay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprHEhUzirI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4wy3JTmdU1M/s1600-h/1b19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375827985699146418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprHEhUzirI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4wy3JTmdU1M/s320/1b19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprHBq1plfI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3CTsNGgPUsI/s1600-h/1b193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375827936713217522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprHBq1plfI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3CTsNGgPUsI/s320/1b193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprG9zXODFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/hMmmhY-I_Ko/s1600-h/1b191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375827870282026066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprG9zXODFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/hMmmhY-I_Ko/s320/1b191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pardon my friend, david, alcohol doesn't go well with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprG6e1rlJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/spVxVA4rDzg/s1600-h/1b192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375827813233038482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprG6e1rlJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/spVxVA4rDzg/s320/1b192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class Outing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to teo heng's ktv and had a great time there with my classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though the name teo heng sounds shitty, its price isn't. Paying $5 for a 6 hour session doesn't seem shitty at all, haha it may have well ended any of my future trips to kbox. Teo Heng, FTW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had dinner at 85 afterwards, enjoyed ourselves fully in the expense of bimbo thea, whose bimbotic acts throughout the day really made me laugh until my throat throbbed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went home to change, and then headed down to ian's place to slack and to laugh even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Found a job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, after numerous awful attempts. gonna start work next week! i miss shopping ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exploration of Seng Kang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Took the LRT for the first time in my life yesterday. Happened to be near Seng kang and thus decided to help Sihui lose weight, woke her up and pulled her to gym with Ben and I. Took 45mins to travel to anchorvale gym by the LRT, although it was only 10 mins walking distance away from where we took the LRT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha epic fail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Discovered that the LRT stations have weird names, such as thanggam, bakau, and more which ive forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bus-ed home and realised that it only takes me 20 mins to travel to sengkang o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man Utd 2:1 Arsenal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caught the match at ian's place last night with zhan jun, ian, david and boon how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love how Man Utd bounced back from a goal down to beat arsenal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah sometimes i'm inclined to know why Man Utd games affect me so much. I can totally get moody if they lose, and if they win, i'll go wild! But then again, i can't remember how Man Utd became my favourite team. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love late night suppers. if only i have a car and can drive, i'll bring my friends out for supper every night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's teacher's day celebrations tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going back to VS, gonna drop by at irish's place first and i've gotta wake up at 8:30 );&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i am not tired at all, woke up at 5 today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;excited to see all my friends, kay byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-133415322900156086?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/133415322900156086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=133415322900156086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/133415322900156086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/133415322900156086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/08/main-updates-over-past-few-days-class.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SprHEhUzirI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4wy3JTmdU1M/s72-c/1b19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-127428820891191657</id><published>2009-08-26T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:37:48.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last paper today! business accounting. screwed it up, totally can't study 7 chapters last night when i thought i could, lol. hope i can pass that please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven weeks of holidays start, now! (: played soccer after the paper today, about five hours under the hot sun, and now the skin around my neck hurts. i suspect i've gotten myself a sunburn! haha damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oaky though the holidays are here, i don't really feel that excited or elated. Probably it's because i haven't got myself a long term job. No money = can't enjoy myself fully ):&lt;br /&gt;And i've got totally no idea why i haven't have any mood to play dota/dragonica! uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;no mooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym tomorrow, whee finally. skipped it for four days, i can feel my fats growing inside me already. damn excited to work out mannnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;Class bonding on thursday. ktv? yayyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, MAN UTD VS ARSENAL this saturday ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna gonna go enjoy a good twelve hours of sleep soon to compensate for all the sleep loss for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight kids (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-127428820891191657?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/127428820891191657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=127428820891191657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/127428820891191657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/127428820891191657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-paper-today-business-accounting.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-6853473612265171337</id><published>2009-08-23T04:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T04:50:07.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"the beaten man utd is back"&lt;br /&gt;zhan jun said that after we watched man utd trounce wigan 5-0.&lt;br /&gt;heh thanks zj for giving so much face though he's a chelsea fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied at seng kang today.&lt;br /&gt;not really that productive, basically i only copied two chapter of business accounting lecture notes, and there're like four more chapters to copy tomorrow ;(&lt;br /&gt;and i only copied notes to prepare for the organisational behaviour exam on monday. dieeeee&lt;br /&gt;yes not really productive, but was funny as hell...&lt;br /&gt;mainly due to the hysterical analogies presented to us by ian... pure ingenuity linking OB and sex tgt. haha wtf! laughed until my bubble tea pearls flew out from my mouth. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to rivervale plaza's macs to watch the match with the retards, hehe i don't care if i didn't study much today but i was so happy ;D&lt;br /&gt;walked sihui home and accompanied jon to take cab after that, wah my class is full of scaredy cats man. although i am one too but they own me at being hum ji HAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;ghost month niaa.... (haha acts tough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK TIPS FOR U TO AVOID THE SPOOKY 3AM IF U ARE HUMJI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is for people who is brave enough to even stay away pass 3am (like me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st tip, always sleep before 3am unless you're waiting for that something to appear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd tip, act tough because a strong mental constitution will help to obviate the intrusion of those stuffs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd and most useful tip , whenever the clock strikes 3am, quickly revert the time on your clock back!!! like change it to 8pm or something so you won't be afraid HAHAHAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i am so clever omg. Ok bet it helps (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, went back to rivervale plaza and waited for ian's dad to fetch us home but we went simpang for supper before that. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and i just spent 2 hours on youtube after reaching homeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's macr econs test was.... good (: hopefully! minus 2 marks alr so far, but i better get an A if not i'll be terribly sad man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, gonna sleep alr, need to reach sengkang at 130 tomorrow im only gonna have 7 hrs of sleep because chinyi's gonna wake me up at 11 tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;GLORY MAN UTD GD NIGHT GUYS (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6853473612265171337?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6853473612265171337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6853473612265171337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6853473612265171337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6853473612265171337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/08/beaten-man-utd-is-back-zhan-jun-said.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8524958589338948642</id><published>2009-08-18T22:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:13:13.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Bsc @ Sentosa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahah ben and i are so outstanding. lol!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371308164570894082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Soq4UThnTwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DsojRhr4rrg/s320/bsc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cortois! dinner @ vivo afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371308034872982402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Soq4MwXOO4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/VULmSA8H32o/s320/bsc1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't know what's happening to my eyes, but i've been blinking 70% of the time when i take pictures. wah and then a whole lot of unglams are produced ): damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Studied with irish on sunday - Success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Studied with both kims, rowell sihui and ben yesterday - Success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Studied with gladys sihui ben ian and david today - &lt;strong&gt;FAILURE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahh wtfff i only completed like 6 macro questions (2 tutorials) in that 3 hrs. &lt;/div&gt;okkk i'm gonna do some serious studying later, gonna complete all 6 tutorials before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;haha how i wish i'd been so hardworking last year during Os... damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay meeting triston in town tomorrow! wheeee. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8524958589338948642?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8524958589338948642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8524958589338948642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8524958589338948642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8524958589338948642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/08/with-bsc-sentosa-hahah-ben-and-i-are-so.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Soq4UThnTwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DsojRhr4rrg/s72-c/bsc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-6319012833859964238</id><published>2009-08-16T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:50:48.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The BSC family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Soby16CRPrI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xaAFo-gEDIM/s1600-h/bscc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370246613611658930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Soby16CRPrI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xaAFo-gEDIM/s320/bscc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past week i've been busy. doing what? lol not sure. i know i went out to study with friends on 2 nights (?) , i went for bsc's dinner on tues, i went to meet triston and cherie yesterday and i went to bsc's outing to sentosa just now. heh. damnnn my shoulders are sunburnt now (from last week's sentosa). wah, they quite lag sia. lol.&lt;br /&gt;exams start next friday, i've got to start studying seriously tomorrow. so tomorrow, i shall study at least 3 hrs. muahahhaa, kinda excited :O&lt;br /&gt;next week is gonna be damn packed, alot of people are jioing to study now. i've got to study with triston, i've got to study with my tp clique, and i can't neglect my classmates as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting rishplets tomorrow! heh.&lt;br /&gt;time to dragonica awhile and i shall sleep by 2.30 .... goodnight! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6319012833859964238?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6319012833859964238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6319012833859964238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6319012833859964238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6319012833859964238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/08/bsc-family-for-past-week-ive-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Soby16CRPrI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xaAFo-gEDIM/s72-c/bscc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-8508929594023334106</id><published>2009-08-07T03:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:04:03.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh I've been sleeping at 4 every single night ever since last week. just can't stop the overwhelming dragonica craze. Hah, but i shall take sometime off my sleeping hours to update my blog now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;Cortois!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SnsxDF4bppI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/k3ffZfRIbBg/s1600-h/cortois.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366937310130316946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SnsxDF4bppI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/k3ffZfRIbBg/s320/cortois.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SnsxAaN-mnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/A2adurNFqQo/s1600-h/cortois1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366937264049789554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SnsxAaN-mnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/A2adurNFqQo/s320/cortois1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Snsw9vrVecI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hAz-NoCItJQ/s1600-h/cortois2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366937218270460354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Snsw9vrVecI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hAz-NoCItJQ/s320/cortois2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Snsw5Opo0LI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wiBk1IUEg74/s1600-h/cortois4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366937140685492402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Snsw5Opo0LI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wiBk1IUEg74/s320/cortois4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My enthu partner! boonhow. playing with part of our self-made Cortois flag :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Snswt_AYx8I/AAAAAAAAAXw/oqRzY00Q4nc/s1600-h/cortois3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366936947507382210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Snswt_AYx8I/AAAAAAAAAXw/oqRzY00Q4nc/s320/cortois3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, the bsc camp was actually quite fun, although foc is undeniably more fun, but this camp has its good points as well. A smaller group, which means we've got to known each other better. As for FOC, it's quite a failure in the sense that alot of people doesn't know that i'm in RELIEZ. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, this week i've embarked on my journey of being a temasek business studies club sub community by helping out on the pre nats day events. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Helped out with ben and boon how before school on tuesday, and i joined the kimbos group for today's duty for awhile. whoa, i feel so enthu again! hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, went to the library to help kim with her bro's wedding video. and we took about thirty mins spamming retarded pictures with photobooth, rofl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Commskill exam on saturday morning, which is in a days time considering it's friday now. dieee la i lost my book i need to borrow and study tomorrow &gt;_&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A couple of things to look forward to, sentosa on sun with triston &amp;amp; company, combined empires dinner next tuesday, combined empires outing at sentosa next saturday, the validation and commencement of my new job at bugis's iluma ( hope ben and i get it mannn ) and lastly, sg's F1 in sept (long way to go still) whoaa i'm employed as a cashier supervisor :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this ends the substantiable length of a blog post for you to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gonna hit the bed now, i need it badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8508929594023334106?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8508929594023334106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8508929594023334106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8508929594023334106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8508929594023334106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugh-ive-been-sleeping-at-4-every-single.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SnsxDF4bppI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/k3ffZfRIbBg/s72-c/cortois.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-9053025370657990542</id><published>2009-08-03T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:08:51.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;HIIIII. im back from bsc camp! HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY JESSY! (: you treat me damn badly, but i'm still so nice to you. see i have so much freshie love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BSC CAMP WAS AWESOME! yeahhhh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like most camps, the first day is pretty sian cause i don't know my empire mates apart from ahhh booon while edmund was with ben in another empire. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the second night it was damn crazy! edmund ben boon and i sat together during the battle of the sexes and we totally own sia (: four of us went down and got involved in tasks such as, blowing condoms, sucking the milk bottle, licking cups of whipcream with a banana via another person's mouth, ROFL. all freaking hilarious stuff, and i think half of the people who went down to the dirty tasks were sabo-ed by us. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night walk was fucking crazy! It wasn't really scary to us guys but a few girls cried =O and we being the guys were squeezed and hugged and scratched by the girls throughout the entire nightwalk. totally can sense a ghost approaching when the girls tightened their grip on us. haha fun experience!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the third day, went home at 8 to have a sleep because i had to energy left alr, went back to school at 2 for the final clash. our empire, cortois, got into the final and had a tie with zarcon. Me and boon were the two elites representing our empire and we challenged against the main comms but unfortunately we lost ): awww. heck, it was hell alot of fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okookok i did this post in 5 mins because it's 4am now all i want to say is bsc rocks im gonna sleep goodnight i guess i'll blog again with photos byebye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-9053025370657990542?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/9053025370657990542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=9053025370657990542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/9053025370657990542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/9053025370657990542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/08/hiiiii.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-2527357944415796937</id><published>2009-07-29T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:14:50.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sm8tFhf5ERI/AAAAAAAAAXo/X7ab1Dv-urg/s1600-h/mountainkingcatty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363555254136279314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sm8tFhf5ERI/AAAAAAAAAXo/X7ab1Dv-urg/s320/mountainkingcatty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The durain season is here!! (ok it's here for quite sometime alr )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, i went to have a good durain eating session at bedok 85 with ben and wenxian after a hair cut which had my hair thinner (and with stark difference, ben).&lt;br /&gt;The durian above is known as the cat mountain king durian and it's sold as $18 per kg.&lt;br /&gt;Something triggered off my impulse to buy it just now, and poof, $36 gone from my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;If ben and wenxian weren't there to suan me, maybe i'll just be contented with the exchange between money outflow and good durian inflow, BUT THEY DAMN KAOBEI.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH, so in the end i did feel a little pissed with myself, cause i feel more broke now.&lt;br /&gt;AND, actually they aren't much differences between this and other cheaper durians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, i'm damn freaking bloated after eating the durians, even till now, which is like four hours after eating. damn i'm getting fat, have to visit the gym tomorrow (:&lt;br /&gt;and woot, camp's on fri to sun. i'll be eating less and doing lotsa activities, which means i'll be shredding away my fats ^..^&lt;br /&gt;heh, the journey to have a perfect body inches nearer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, commskill presentation tomorrow. Macroecons and CSA presentations on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;woot, i can finally wear my formal and look smart. muahahahaha i love presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight, time to prepare my speech :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do deserve a wholehearted love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2527357944415796937?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2527357944415796937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2527357944415796937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2527357944415796937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2527357944415796937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/durain-season-is-here-ok-its-here-for.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sm8tFhf5ERI/AAAAAAAAAXo/X7ab1Dv-urg/s72-c/mountainkingcatty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-6684034636598382900</id><published>2009-07-27T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:34:34.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sm2_jBv6edI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kUmYM4ucctE/s1600-h/rish0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363153339753855442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sm2_jBv6edI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kUmYM4ucctE/s320/rish0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorrry i haven't been blogging because i've been playing dragonica and so has most of my class. haha in the end, i still succumbed into the temptation and started playing it. mmorpg game. and whenever i play a mmorpg game i will certainly give up many of my essentials, sleeping, going out, blogging, chatting online, and even dota, you name it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now i'm blogging because it's getting boring already. LOL. fuck, wasted one week playing that, everyday sleeping only after the dawn reports. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was pretty eventful, and i've grown. I grew because i've gained more experience in something, something which involves much risk, something which may batter the human heart, something which may stir up unnecessary emotions, it is something i felt i've cleverly avoided. In truth i still do feel quite indignant about it, but i guess it's only useless for me to brood above it, not as if the adversary cares, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, david and ian came over to my house on 3 or 4 nights last week to chiong our project, yeah we're supposed to chiong it but in the end we chionged dragonica instead while david chionged his msn, HAHAHA. fuck, that's gotten us penalised because we didn't complete our proj in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ashton's birthday celebration last saturday was shiok, happy 16th kid! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And let's talk about yesterday, the most fucked up day this year! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;OK, i studied an hour with ben (wheee i said i will study and YES I DID) until ian came in the evening. Tried to do our project ( we haven't handed it in at that point of time ) , but ian's lappy was dying and macs doesn't have any powerpoints. So, we made a trip to school only to discover that TP's closed on sunday. i felt like a loser. LOL. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got on the bus, gonna go back to find ben and his friend, only to discover the bus's dominated by a black-skinned race, the sight wasn't nice, and so was the smell. fuck that, got back to macs and complained to ben and his friend, opps i forgot to ask her about her name.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ian and I decided that we should find other places for powerpoints so we can quickly finish our project, so we headed out of macs, and in less than ten steps, MY SLIPPERS FUCKING BROKE. whined, whimpered and cursed around like a crazy retard before finally grabbing my slipper and walked in to macs barefooted. I felt like a loser again. Got mocked by ben, fuck i wish i could mock at myself as well. Thankfully, i got my gym shoes^^&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got out of macs again, walked to starbucks. Ian cringed on the sight of his ex with another guy, ROFL ROFL ROFL. ok, sad stufff. he's just another duplicate of me, why are girls breaking boys hearts T_T. Got back to macs because we just couldn't find anywhere with powerpoints.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left for ian's house to do our proj, reached there only to realise we've missed our CSA online quiz. ok 10% gone. fuck that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a fun filled adventure, yeah fun sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, bought a new pair of havaianas, i feel broke, argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durian eating tomorrow, finally ^..^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BSC SUB COMM CAMP THIS WEEKEND YAYAYAYAYAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time for the boring dragonica, boring, but a good time killer ^..^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6684034636598382900?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6684034636598382900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6684034636598382900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6684034636598382900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6684034636598382900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorrry-i-havent-been-blogging-because.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sm2_jBv6edI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kUmYM4ucctE/s72-c/rish0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-8059412592550343460</id><published>2009-07-21T02:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T03:12:48.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SmS6b6dBevI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nAg6Na0LDaY/s1600-h/P1040621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360614445187955442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SmS6b6dBevI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nAg6Na0LDaY/s320/P1040621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA THIS IS MY GROUP! for OB, commskill and macrecons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grace (2nd from left) " eh let's do the orh pi sai pose "&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA WTF. she's the most retarded and horny queen of the class. bow to you horny queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done with OB presentation today! i don't think i participated much in OB, but my groupmates still showed so much love by giving me full marks for peer evaluation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T_T touched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school sucked today, no the ob presentation was excellent, but the mid sem accounting test just screwed everything up. david suggested taking mc just 30 mins before the test when we haven't touched a single bit of studying on it, fuck i should have listened to him. in the end 30 mins of last min cramping helped shit. srsly. i'm pissed with myself now. i'm gonna attend every single lecture of BA from this week onwards. someone just come slap me if i dont (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's individual speech presentation (mock) for commskill. ugh i haven't prepared my speech yet &gt;_&gt; someone help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attended ryoichi's bbq last friday, kinda hastily arranged so i didn't stay long as i had reliez's chalet to go. ugh, now i regret not staying longer. it could have been the last goodbye ): kinda sad though i'm not really close to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reliez's chalet over the weekends! had much fun, drank on the first night, slacked and HTHT ( heart to heart talk ) much with some people on the second night. i love htht, i don't mind sacrificing my face and grow more pimples for htht :O hahaha. and at the end of the day the chalet made me feel how important friends are and how i can be obliged to forgo some other forms of happiness just for friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, this week is gonna be a friendship week i guess? gonna meet irish on wednesday (yes miss you ), durian with wx soon (wah laooo when ahhh im missing durians more than u hahah kidding ) and ktv+bbq with brenda,ashton,cherie,triston,wx ( misssss you piglets ) on saturday (: wheeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf the clock just struck three and my itunes immediately hangs, the currently playing song jams and out comes from the speakers a continual length of "frozen" music, scary much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i've gotta stop scaring myself, time to off this comp and get to bed. i shall wake up at nine to prepare my speech! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight kids, love u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phew the song is back to normal. now the clock reads, 3:01 am. just nice? thanks uh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;confusing x.x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8059412592550343460?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8059412592550343460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8059412592550343460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8059412592550343460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8059412592550343460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha-this-is-my-group-for-ob-commskill.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SmS6b6dBevI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nAg6Na0LDaY/s72-c/P1040621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-1639504358040271624</id><published>2009-07-16T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:58:30.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm quite excited to complete two of my projects, both needing to be completed and passed up by tomorrow. Ian, David and Andy's coming over for a night later to do our CSA project, which is due next week, but i reckon we'd be playing dota instead. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I'm lagging damn behind in my studies alr, finally went for a business accounting lecture (crashed it) after missing it for three weeks and i've got no clue what the lesson is all about. Same for organisational behaviour (missed the 5th lecture in a row yesterday) , while macro econs is getting tougher, whoaaa looks like i need to pull up my socks man.&lt;br /&gt;I swear next week i'll spend at least a day studying after school, and i'm gonna catch up my studies in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;no discipline in poly = you're screwed. yea i'm trying to screw this tightly into my brains now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSC camp meeting tomorrow, ryoichi's bbq at ecp after that, and probably gonna drop by reliez's chalet if i manage to leave ecp early (and sober).&lt;br /&gt;Class outing on this coming saturday afternoon ,we all gonna buy our formal clothes for presentations which are approaching soon, i still lack my formal slacks. Guess i'll have to leave halfway and go for reliez's chalet, another bbq, another drinking session? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, read this&lt;br /&gt;"if you're feeling sorry for yourself because you have no shoes, then think of the man who has no feet."&lt;br /&gt;got it off from irish's fb note.&lt;br /&gt;this sentence froze my mind for a second, while plenty of thoughts invaded after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, time to do my projects, i'll blog next week.&lt;br /&gt;good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bewitched by the enticement of lust, or entranced in the charms of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the past shall hinder not&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/15470198-1639504358040271624?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1639504358040271624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1639504358040271624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1639504358040271624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1639504358040271624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-quite-excited-to-complete-two-of-my.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-3663737668921274521</id><published>2009-07-13T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:17:59.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ang wen xian wants me to blog cause he complains that i haven't been blogging about him. he's sucha loser right? :P heh kidding, there you go sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so last night our faces turned sour when we heard that we've became jobless, haha actually not so for me, because i've always wanted to quit. glad that someone's bought over the company. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to brenda's 13th birthday on saturday. was kinda surprised that i'm actually invited over by someone who is five years younger than me and one whom i'm not very close with.&lt;br /&gt;And it actually makes me ponder quite abit on my age - how i wish i'm still 13 :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the sub-comm interview for business studies club and the results were released today. Yay i got in finally. fuck, i thought i'd get rejected again, thankfully this type a change of interviewing strategy did work, LOL. thea, sihui, chin yi, edmund and ben got in as well, yay i have companions alr! but sadly the day would have been merrier if someone had gone in ): nevermind, next year!&lt;br /&gt;okay bsc here i come (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, i can't wait for this week to be over. 3 projects to submit by this friday, so it'll be freaking busy this few days to rush everything out, i can't wait for next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia you for projects classmates, goodbye time for dota and i'll complete some commskill before i sleep (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3663737668921274521?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3663737668921274521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3663737668921274521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3663737668921274521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3663737668921274521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/ang-wen-xian-wants-me-to-blog-cause-he.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8122200772474754817</id><published>2009-07-10T03:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T03:21:02.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahlao, someone said my face became chubbier yesterday. ugh, what to do. i am just becoming fatter! damn, why going to the gym doesn't help to slim it down. i need to go on a brief diet sooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been damn busy this week, i've been going home at unearthly hours everyday which in turn annoys me because mum would nag at me like hell the next day. And then i've been skipping morning lectures in exchange for some precious sleep. Fuck, dota takes the toll of my energy away each night because i won't fail to play until 2-3am ):&lt;br /&gt;Ah I think next week is gonna be worse... ugh projects can kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects certainly can kill but it can also kill some boredom away ^^ .&lt;br /&gt;When we're bored (or even when we're not bored), we tend to take pictures, web cam with each despite being less than 2 metres away, or even play the unique " 4  people ji gou ba " game which churned out plenty of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some of our webcamming photos, do notice the morphing power of li ting, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evolution One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356538786237194050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SlY_pVtFH0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/eBEkC1RdMM8/s320/Snapshot_20090706_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evolution Two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SlZAKfSQL0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/q8O_abH0mEc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090706_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356539355744710466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SlZAKfSQL0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/q8O_abH0mEc/s320/Snapshot_20090706_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Evolution Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SlY_2Fr5V3I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-FsO9IIacYY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090706_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356539005275559794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SlY_2Fr5V3I/AAAAAAAAAW4/-FsO9IIacYY/s320/Snapshot_20090706_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final Evolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356539444301490146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SlZAPpL1Z-I/AAAAAAAAAXI/g2jMAdDobsg/s320/Snapshot_20090706_40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHA, that's our much loved swine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8122200772474754817?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8122200772474754817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8122200772474754817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8122200772474754817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8122200772474754817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/wahlao-someone-said-my-face-became.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SlY_pVtFH0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/eBEkC1RdMM8/s72-c/Snapshot_20090706_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-5680483018409197506</id><published>2009-07-07T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:38:06.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's been a rough day. woke up one and a half hours later than i wanted to and still squeezed in a game of dota before rushing to school.&lt;br /&gt;went in to lecture 45 mins late, kinda awkward cause the lecture ended in another 10 mins -_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had project after school, and there's project tomorrow and friday again. wahlao, i hate it when it's getting near project datelines.&lt;br /&gt;aafter project, met ben, got to know one more reliez friend, and went to tamp with him to get some stuff before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, my throat hurts freaking alot. i can't swallow things in ease for nuts. i think i've grown a throat ulcer, if that even exist.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;get well soon ben, pls don't get well if you have swine flu, pass to me first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time for dota, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-5680483018409197506?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/5680483018409197506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=5680483018409197506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5680483018409197506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5680483018409197506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/todays-been-rough-day.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-1185973899485165634</id><published>2009-07-06T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:35:54.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently at milllenia walk with ian and two swines david &amp; liting. we're drinking cheap beer like a bunch of mats cause ian's only gonna knock off in an hour's time and we have nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been good, school could not have been better. i got back my grades alr, i think i did not bad (: more improvements next term but i need to start settling down and really pay attention during lectures and in tutorials already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to vas's 18 birthday chalet last night and it wasn't that nice. Overcrowded with so many people and there weren't any more drinks for us when i went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, i'm damn sian. nothing much to blog alr. there's sch for poly students tomorrow despite being youth day. wtf. we are still youths man. Nevermind, poly is still pretty slack. Reliez's chalet in two weeks! whoa like finally man. and durian + frog porridge next week, wah shiok. i love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all i have to say, gonna go off alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway, agnes b is totally different from zinc (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1185973899485165634?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1185973899485165634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1185973899485165634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1185973899485165634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1185973899485165634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-currently-at-milllenia-walk-with-ian.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-2959981343308227767</id><published>2009-06-30T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:59:32.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah that must be the most expensive thing bought with my own cash. no regrets man, i love it. i'm happy now!&lt;br /&gt;gonna use it tomorrow (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2959981343308227767?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2959981343308227767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2959981343308227767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2959981343308227767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2959981343308227767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/woah-that-must-be-most-expensive-thing.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-1156779349019053312</id><published>2009-06-28T05:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T05:32:21.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SkaNi-Xk2FI/AAAAAAAAAWo/yqTHJHAh6ds/s1600-h/4936_1114457954386_1615064941_285456_1249766_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352120839173363794" style="DISPLAY: block; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SkaNMdn3hPI/AAAAAAAAAWY/lW8K-5J4a2U/s320/Picture_018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class, hah they're damn cute man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last minute birthday celebrations for james, ian and zhan jun after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we messed up the entire area in david's place, cream on everyone's face, more cream in the female toilet ( rofl we threw cakes inside when the girls opened the toilet door )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in the end, everyone smelled like vomit. wtf does cream makes us smell like vomit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i can still recall this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while 6/7 of them are trying to throw me into the pool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ian: wtf why you keep grabbing my leg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andy: opps sorry sorry wrong leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah i love my new laptop, have been dota-ing like crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.30am now, time to sleeeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1156779349019053312?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1156779349019053312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1156779349019053312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1156779349019053312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1156779349019053312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-class-hah-theyre-damn-cute-man.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SkaNi-Xk2FI/AAAAAAAAAWo/yqTHJHAh6ds/s72-c/4936_1114457954386_1615064941_285456_1249766_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-844076066063161018</id><published>2009-06-24T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:35:17.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SkI3301GpcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/g1Za5wEqZA4/s1600-h/L1010-Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350900739483280834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SkI3301GpcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/g1Za5wEqZA4/s320/L1010-Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay. got my lappy today! thank you liting for bringing me all the way to henderson to collect it despite the drizzle which almost made you skid (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's hot pink. it's the only colour available man! nevermind, i'll just be gay for a month, i'll go gmask it when i have the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laptop bought, so i'm totally broke now and my room's in a total mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually it was my table which was in a mess, but then i decided to clear away all the junks (books,files,shirts) in order to make space for my lappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a result my whole floor got messy instead, because now it's littered with stuff from my table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ughhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've completed 2 projects this week so far (sorta) and now i'm left with 2 individual/group projects left. woahh thankfully i have cooperative and helpful group mates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back my comskill test on analytical writting, rofl @ getting a C+ . damn it i'm penalised cause i didn't provide sources and i missed out a reference list. now i'm regretting not doing my research properly =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School at nine tomorrow. argh i hate thursdays and fridays. My head's been spinning alr, much due to the lack of sleep accumulated during the past few days. gonna try to pack and room and head for a rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight world, &lt;33.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-844076066063161018?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/844076066063161018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=844076066063161018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/844076066063161018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/844076066063161018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/SkI3301GpcI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/g1Za5wEqZA4/s72-c/L1010-Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-8884604940256545456</id><published>2009-06-21T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:23:42.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mind may be fresh and awake, but it just keeps sending the wrong signals to the rest of my body. Results = I just refuse to do my school work.&lt;br /&gt;arghhh. despite so many assignments in hand, i have no mood to work on any.&lt;br /&gt;fuckkk someone spank me pls. lol kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work again tomorrow. i'm starting to like work again, because there're more servers. moreover i've been slacking much, and the thought of getting my pay spurs me on! wheee.&lt;br /&gt;10 more days.&lt;br /&gt;i hope the agnes b bag is still there :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;term break ends this week. that's fast. i'm looking forward to school already, especially term test results despite knowing that i'll fail 2 alr. i'm just a weirdo :S hahah.&lt;br /&gt;this is getting boring, i've got nothing else to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it's time to bid everyone goodbye, and goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8884604940256545456?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-4822691689306609779</id><published>2009-06-17T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:20:40.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday will be my last underage party. what's underage compared to legal age one man!&lt;br /&gt;anyway i just woke up, had a good 12 hours of sleep. i'm feeling extremely rejuvenated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party @ attica tomorrow night, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;i'm broke alr but there's free entry!&lt;br /&gt;and it's for the legal age. where are all my 18 years old friends? ):&lt;br /&gt;so tell me if you're interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go wash up now, have my dinner, and finally gym after a 2 weeks break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4822691689306609779?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4822691689306609779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4822691689306609779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4822691689306609779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4822691689306609779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-will-be-my-last-underage.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-1085903670033720340</id><published>2009-06-16T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:59:41.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm home! after 5 days 4 nights staying out. my mum's pretty pissed at me. so are my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;my sisters are pissed because they say i never take care of them. wth?!&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;combined night cycling of reliez and zetten last night! just looked at google maps and i figured that we cycled around 28km.&lt;br /&gt;my bum hurts like mad and i guess my legs will ache like crazy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;it was an enjoyable trip though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get ready to go club. got a feeling that i'll get it from my mum when i come back tomorrow. gg. haha goodbye ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-15470198.post-3646488091852219861</id><published>2009-06-12T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:27:05.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched drag me to hell just now with 77th ppl. wtff it's fucking fucking scary. i think it's the scariest movie i've watched in my life yet. i jumped a couple of times and screamed once, lol disgraceful but you should go watch it before mocking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project tomorrow morning in school, chalet at night.&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to next week!&lt;br /&gt;night cycling and clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;yayyy for that. and my dota addiction is kicking in again, i've been playing lan recently.&lt;br /&gt;this doesn't spell good, but nah i'll still study hard next term, regardless. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all. goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3646488091852219861?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3646488091852219861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3646488091852219861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3646488091852219861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3646488091852219861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/watched-drag-me-to-hell-just-now-with.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-215599315335539247</id><published>2009-06-08T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:26:05.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn sad now, i didn't get into tp su. what happened? i talked quite abit during the interview.&lt;br /&gt;still staring at the name list of successful candidates in disbelief. no mood for anything now, damn it. fuck, i'm not gonna be enthu for school for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be emo and sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-215599315335539247?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/215599315335539247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=215599315335539247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/215599315335539247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/215599315335539247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-damn-sad-now-i-didnt-get-into-tp-su.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-3203553355796349239</id><published>2009-06-07T02:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T03:16:32.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Siq7SsnWrdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/uAh1fteCf1g/s1600-h/4627_88737439515_582854515_1772232_220569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344289837716778450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Siq7SsnWrdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/uAh1fteCf1g/s320/4627_88737439515_582854515_1772232_220569_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Siq7NVKk09I/AAAAAAAAAWA/Sir3hsufqPk/s1600-h/4627_88737444515_582854515_1772233_2154552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344289745522709458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Siq7NVKk09I/AAAAAAAAAWA/Sir3hsufqPk/s320/4627_88737444515_582854515_1772233_2154552_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Siq7F335jCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4BElebSfLFQ/s1600-h/4627_88737424515_582854515_1772231_963913_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344289617400663074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Siq7F335jCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4BElebSfLFQ/s320/4627_88737424515_582854515_1772231_963913_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, exams are over, holidays are here. Didn't go well for this term's tests cause i still can't study. It's like being 2 hours away from the test in the library i also would rather sleep than to study. sighhh. i hope i can be a nerd next term, if not how can i ever produce my 3.5 GPA :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went sentosa with my classmates yesterday. Though only around 10 of us went but it was solid nine hours of fun and i think we bonded quite well? i don't detest my class any more. haha some of them are rather steady! love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worked today and shopped at night with triston and cherie. End result : a fred perry shirt. actually i don't really want it... could have bought something better with that money. ah heck, for brothership i will (: arghhh i want to get that agnes b bag! okay i'm sure i'll get it. $229. pray that there's still stock in 3 weeks time. omgggg excited. and wtff a bally's shirt only at $140. i freaking love gss i freaking love gss i wished i saved up the 1k i squandered away a month ago. fuckkkk ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna work from 12pm to 11pm tomorrow. my eyes are sore and puffy this two days. whyyyy ): not enough sleep meh. or is it that my contacts are contaminated... aww better not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's up this coming week? haha nothing i guess. There's the IT fair which sadly i do not have any fate with, then there're lots of group projects for me to &lt;s&gt;complete&lt;/s&gt; start with my group mates and there're clubbing events which i'm still pondering if i should go *looks at wallet* + *starts conjuring images of shopping in my head* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sian. my life would be so shiok if i'm rich...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gonna sleep alr, good night world !&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;artyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3203553355796349239?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3203553355796349239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3203553355796349239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3203553355796349239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3203553355796349239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-exams-are-over-holidays-are-here.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Siq7SsnWrdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/uAh1fteCf1g/s72-c/4627_88737439515_582854515_1772232_220569_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-6180179235150020993</id><published>2009-06-02T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:55:51.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An Analogy By Irish For The Broken Hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people break up it is like when you fell down, you get hurt and you suffer from a bruise.&lt;br /&gt;For people who puts a plaster on the wound, it's like using other things to heal a wound and it will take longer to heal. Eventually, you remove the plaster and throws it away. But in truth, what you've healed is just superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversely, if you choose to let the wound heal by itself, your wound will hurt more as it is more vulnerable to external objects and it may even get infected. But the positive side is that it will heal faster, learn to be more resiliant and you're trained to be stronger from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important thing is not to know how to heal your wounds, but to learn how to get up by yourself when you fell down. Afterall, you'll only learn how to walking properly after experiencing a fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail irish the love master. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK talking about love, i've started to feel a bit lonely recently. I've told this to a couple of friends. Is it time i find some love? hahaha enough of spending money on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, putting love aside and putting tests beside (ok lame) , tests have been disastrous so far lol. they aren't difficult but it's just that i haven't been studying. I think even sec 3s can do well if they study for it. hahaha. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;computer &amp; systems applications tomorrow. well i have a good chance of screwing it up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going ian's house to "study" and play dota now. meeting irish for ktv tmr! and shopping maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6180179235150020993?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6180179235150020993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6180179235150020993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6180179235150020993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6180179235150020993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/analogy-by-irish-for-broken-hearted.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-276086742302273072</id><published>2009-06-01T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:14:31.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to work at the IT fair in two week's time! anyone has lobang :/&lt;br /&gt;let me know pls let me know pls kk tyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 chapters done for OB, 3 more tomorrow morning before the term test. woot i'm actually quite excited the the tests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-276086742302273072?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/276086742302273072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=276086742302273072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/276086742302273072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/276086742302273072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-work-at-it-fair-in-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-279595901924840165</id><published>2009-05-30T04:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:20:52.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from a last minute jon ong's 18th birthday gathering. Had a drink, had fun playing guitar hero, had plenty of joy suaning an indian and saw plenty of victorians, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been okay, i'm getting along well with most of my classmates but i don't deny that i haven't talk to a couple of girls yet. hah.&lt;br /&gt;work's been taking away all of my studying time. exam's on monday and i have work just now, tomorrow night and on sunday night ): this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about work, i injured myself just now ): the kitchen's curtain toppled a pot of hot soup onto my stomach and it's scalded =/ ouchhh. i'm carefully nursing it now to avoid any scars. if there're scars i'll go emo for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully my groin evaded it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the student's union interview in the afternoon with huiyi and ben. I thought i didn't do that well. Just hope i do get in, if not it'll be another slack year for me without a cca. shit, i really wanna get in. but i think ben did better than me, hah good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking tired. i ought to bathe now and sleep soon, since dawn's gonna break soon if i still continue using the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, good luck for the exams.&lt;br /&gt;guess it's time i let some of my classmates know about my blog. if not i'll only tio kaopei in school, hah.&lt;br /&gt;okay goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-279595901924840165?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/279595901924840165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=279595901924840165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/279595901924840165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/279595901924840165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-last-minute-jon-ongs-18th.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-3394056742942727369</id><published>2009-05-25T21:32:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:17:45.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some overdue photos, grabbed from facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpiDlzb_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/fyTX8gSqLKM/s1600-h/4325_98137162944_730037944_1945069_1705453_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766710745657330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpiDlzb_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/fyTX8gSqLKM/s320/4325_98137162944_730037944_1945069_1705453_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; darryl thought i was his girlfriend. bad thought, rups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpewWqhnI/AAAAAAAAAVo/h48XNL-ybMM/s1600-h/4325_98137157944_730037944_1945068_75149_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766654042277490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpewWqhnI/AAAAAAAAAVo/h48XNL-ybMM/s320/4325_98137157944_730037944_1945068_75149_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Beware of the angry pollock"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Shqpb5fRbaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/kiu8037uyIU/s1600-h/4325_98137117944_730037944_1945060_3344439_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766604954693026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Shqpb5fRbaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/kiu8037uyIU/s320/4325_98137117944_730037944_1945060_3344439_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A glamourous smile was something the birthday boy felt unwilling to share.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpZCVeX7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/hs8pTWE7Izo/s1600-h/4402_81599614460_721239460_1664894_3958808_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766555789909938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpZCVeX7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/hs8pTWE7Izo/s320/4402_81599614460_721239460_1664894_3958808_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpWMUdHiI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Ok_QmObGfiU/s1600-h/k2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766506930380322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpWMUdHiI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Ok_QmObGfiU/s320/k2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi ben hi sining hi xu han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpSmaOcCI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2k2I42xovd4/s1600-h/k4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766445214429218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpSmaOcCI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2k2I42xovd4/s320/k4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My retardedly funny class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpOYDMLYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/sqi8jLMuhks/s1600-h/k3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766372640238978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpOYDMLYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/sqi8jLMuhks/s320/k3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpE2Rm31I/AAAAAAAAAUw/w_JdX6tjPfA/s1600-h/k1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339766208955080530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpE2Rm31I/AAAAAAAAAUw/w_JdX6tjPfA/s320/k1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Congratulations to Ian for being successful. His xiao bai lian attempt was nothing short of spectacular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Shqo2NIoIxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/l0nX8ctEwoE/s1600-h/k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339765957393392402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Shqo2NIoIxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/l0nX8ctEwoE/s320/k1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqoWL7udoI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3es-GJqFzP0/s1600-h/4238_1054671459307_1601436187_30148713_4258711_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339765407315031682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqoWL7udoI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3es-GJqFzP0/s320/4238_1054671459307_1601436187_30148713_4258711_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My party partner for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been damn tired for the past three-four days. Sleeping sufficiently was a huge issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i lost 35 marks for my csa because i failed to submit it online by 9am in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes my motivation. My GPA this term is gonna be a shame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams are next week! Started to study for an hour today, not much but nevertheless an appropriate start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting adoncia tomorrow after school for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gooodnight people, school's at two tomorrow, i'm excitedly relishing my good sleep later tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3394056742942727369?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3394056742942727369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3394056742942727369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3394056742942727369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3394056742942727369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-overdued-photos-grabbed-from.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/ShqpiDlzb_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/fyTX8gSqLKM/s72-c/4325_98137162944_730037944_1945069_1705453_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-857539133007250399</id><published>2009-05-20T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:37:30.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ten minutes, ten thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm all geared up for the great singapore sale!&lt;br /&gt;2.First subject test tomorrow, i'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;3.I am lacking sleep, still trying to revert my body clock back to the old schooling days ):&lt;br /&gt;4.I am broke , broke and broke. 1.1k gone in 16 days ): my driving license is gone&lt;br /&gt;5.I am freaking addicted to the song Silly Boy - Rihanna ft. Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;6.I need a haircut soon&lt;br /&gt;7.I wanna go ktv!&lt;br /&gt;8.I wanna go thai pan&lt;br /&gt;9.I'll get kicked out of TP if i pon one more lesson of APEL?!&lt;br /&gt;10. wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-857539133007250399?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/857539133007250399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=857539133007250399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/857539133007250399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/857539133007250399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/05/ten-minutes-ten-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4809121433275929864</id><published>2009-05-17T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:44:08.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sg-xCu7Wb-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/NP7ASvod8EI/s1600-h/manutd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336678743972147170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sg-xCu7Wb-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/NP7ASvod8EI/s320/manutd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/"&gt;www.manutd.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man utd are the champions in third succession! woot (: i'm damn happy laa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sooo i'm gonna wear a man utd shirt to shirt later! who buey song want diao me then come, the winners won't change anyway (: heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay i'm supposed to blog more, triston's birthday was fantastic! but pollock doesn't want to come online to send me photos, i want to blog with photos laa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha okay i've tonnes of schoolwork to do ): still trying to cope with it, although it seems damn little as compared to other courses. i've been wanting to do my research for a week but until now i only surfed like 2-3 sites in relation to it! haha okay tonight, no completion = no sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay time to work,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;muaxxx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4809121433275929864?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4809121433275929864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4809121433275929864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4809121433275929864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4809121433275929864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/05/source-www.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sg-xCu7Wb-I/AAAAAAAAAUI/NP7ASvod8EI/s72-c/manutd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-2481156215209694381</id><published>2009-05-10T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:10:46.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy mother's day to all mums! abit redundant here as no mums will probably read this and i never do hope that there will be any who does.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm bringing my mum and sisters to a meal tomorrow! i think that's what an eighteen year old ought to do huh. It feels good, not on the prospective outflow of money but more on the input of adulthood behaviour. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be so damn busy next week! i have many things to do in mind but i have so little time.&lt;br /&gt;let's see&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet irish soon&lt;br /&gt;i need to meet daryl to get triston's birthday present one day after school&lt;br /&gt;i need to go job hunt with ben one day after sch&lt;br /&gt;i want to gym before/after school on monday&lt;br /&gt;i have reliez dinner on thursday&lt;br /&gt;i need to meet up with my project group mates one of the days after school&lt;br /&gt;i got triston's birthday lunch on sat&lt;br /&gt;i've got work on tues night&lt;br /&gt;i've got work on sat night&lt;br /&gt;i've got work on sun night&lt;br /&gt;i've got lots of assignments to do&lt;br /&gt;i've got class quizzes on the following week&lt;br /&gt;i want to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can squeeze in clubbing on wed/fri night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao. minus my working days, i have only 4 nights left next week!&lt;br /&gt;i think i can only spell fuck out loud now.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who told me poly is slack?&lt;br /&gt;moreover, monday is a not a school-holiday for poly students ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah.&lt;br /&gt;time to jump onto my bed!&lt;br /&gt;goodnight (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2481156215209694381?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2481156215209694381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2481156215209694381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2481156215209694381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2481156215209694381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mums-abit.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-7185411594275708529</id><published>2009-05-04T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:20:22.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sf7kC92r3SI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LuvZwHJ4Wig/s1600-h/DSC05964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331949748468047138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sf7kC92r3SI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LuvZwHJ4Wig/s320/DSC05964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331949864676554354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sf7kJuw89nI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Zvtupmt0SlQ/s320/DSC05959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got these from cally's blog. okay la that's my new nerd/ah beng hair, i think it looks more nerdy than ah beng-ish right! so whoever's been calling me ah beng, it's time you hit the change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't go to buttfact on saturday, we headed to powerhouse instead because there's free entry for tertiary students before 11 but we reached after 11 so we had to pay =.= nevermind, anyway first time clubbing legally and the feeling's damn shiokkkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;okayy i'm going off soon to hardrock. we gonna have 50% off for drinks! omgggg shiok. and since tomorrow school starts only at one, it's fitting for my favourite phrase to be used now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tonight we drink to youth"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;alright time to go, byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7185411594275708529?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7185411594275708529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7185411594275708529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7185411594275708529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7185411594275708529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/05/got-these-from-callys-blog.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kn4dOH6rUh0/Sf7kC92r3SI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LuvZwHJ4Wig/s72-c/DSC05964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-7738123131241184748</id><published>2009-05-02T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:24:33.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's been good, actually it's quite awesome. pool with my classmates during break times, disturbing my classmates during lectures, hanging out with reliez after school, i love this routine!&lt;br /&gt;But i do miss vs... it's just not the same here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However lessons come and go pretty quickly, back in VS i'll stare at the clock and get pissed when the time flies so freaking slow, but here, i don't even wanna look at the clock! Lessons are interesting and very much enjoyable, perhaps i've chosen the right course, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the bad thing is, i have 3 projects already. shit i'm damn lazy to do. when is my laptop comingggg?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay butter factory with my tp friends tonight! meanwhile, time to leave for work.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7738123131241184748?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7738123131241184748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7738123131241184748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7738123131241184748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7738123131241184748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/05/schools-been-good-actually-its-quite.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-6142335362777793863</id><published>2009-04-28T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:44:12.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 18th birthday adoncia! ps can't join you last night at boat quay. was broke last night, suay ah today then i got my pay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy i'm done with so many things in the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri's wheelbarrow challenge was sucky cause all i did was to feel ben's hairy legs and i was unappreciated despite cheering for him ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat's night cycling&lt;br /&gt;2 things sucky abt it :&lt;br /&gt;- i think i got 10 mosquito bites from it, is my blood that juicy? :O even my index finger got one!&lt;br /&gt;- my ass hurts damn badly after that. i sit down like a huge peice of rock stuck to my ass. wth that feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 things great abt it :&lt;br /&gt;eh 100 things damn alot sia, i lazy say ahhh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okkk next, i cut my hair! on sat i stunned Reliez, on sunday morning i stunned my mum, on sunday afternoon i kena kaopei by my colleagues, on monday i stunned the school.&lt;br /&gt;and the worst of all, i stun myself every morning when i look into the mirror!&lt;br /&gt;where got ah beng lor. i shall post a pic when photos get uploaded on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reliez's dinner on thurs! sad sad i can't join triston for joga bonito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to do some accounting homework! byebye (:&lt;br /&gt;MY FIRST HOMEWORK IN 6 MTHS I DAMN EXCITED SIAA WOOT.&lt;br /&gt;i think i love homework! (for now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6142335362777793863?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6142335362777793863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6142335362777793863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6142335362777793863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6142335362777793863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/okayyy-im-done-with-so-many-things-in.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-461149374795522458</id><published>2009-04-24T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:51:04.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school yesterday morning for a trip to the school gym, okay i hope i won't step into it again. Damn alot of people and damn stuffy inside.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the airport afterthat to send richa off and cabbed back to school for a half an hour lecture because it was disrupted halfway by a fire drill =.= wth shouldn't even have gone la.&lt;br /&gt;the fire drill lasted 15 mins, and after that we don't have to return to lecture alrrr. slack siaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reliez outing afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at the open space at tm, played lots of games and i KEPT KENAING THE FORFEIT.&lt;br /&gt;Our forfeit is no easy feat man. Two losers have to do what we call  the " Reliez's seven wonders "&lt;br /&gt;whereby the two losers have to commit to seven points of contacts on each other.&lt;br /&gt;so for example when someone shouts 'chest to chest' , then two of them have to go chest to chest.&lt;br /&gt;chest to chest is nothing compared to what i've suffered last night, for instance, " mouth to belly button " , " hands to crotch " and etc. freaking sick acts.&lt;br /&gt;For more info, check out my facebook photos hahahah why am i so haughty about it.&lt;br /&gt;( warning : sick poses inside )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got dragged to cheryl's house to slack with them by my Gls despite being half-dead from the fatigue... Played majong with them, yay won good $$ again i love majong majong majong.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped today morning's lecture cause i was too tired after majong. ALL MY GLS' FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;ha kidding i love my GLs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok no more ponning of school next week onwards, this week is intro so can skip :P ( bad mentality please do not follow )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy reliez's night cycling tomorrow! can't wait can't wait confirm freaking fun.&lt;br /&gt;I've sworn to jessy that i won't see her next week cause she's been bullying me by pinching my nipples ): why do girls like my nipples so much?! first it's yan ling and now there's another one...&lt;br /&gt;ok so next week i'll not attend any Reliez gathering! (hopefully i can stand by my oath so i won't see her)&lt;br /&gt;i've got plans ahead, i need to meet triston i need to meet wx i need to meet irish manipis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, ok Tp's gonna break the guinness record for the most no. of people doing human wheelbarrow later!&lt;br /&gt;fun (: I'm gonna be in the records later, i'll have to go school soon. ahhh tireddddd yawn yawn.&lt;br /&gt;wah tp is freaking happening la!&lt;br /&gt;ALL COME TP PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye take care, with love (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-461149374795522458?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/461149374795522458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=461149374795522458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/461149374795522458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/461149374795522458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-school-yesterday-morning-for.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-6207321469747048071</id><published>2009-04-20T23:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T03:31:54.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What was i doing today morning? i was sleeping. But, i was very busy despite being asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Gerard rang me up like 3 times?! then i'm receiving messages from so many people. some unknown classmate has got my number and smsed me to meet him before lecture so i can like pei him go =.=&lt;br /&gt;And then my gl jeslyn woke me up and asked me to pon my first day of school so i can accompany kimberley and her to coldrock.&lt;br /&gt;" siao first day of school lei i dont want pon"&lt;br /&gt;" pon la i tell you what, the lecturer will only introduce himself and the modules on the first lecture "&lt;br /&gt;" eh wah lao like that damn slack first day of school pon "&lt;br /&gt;" can la gogogo i meet you at tanah merah "&lt;br /&gt;" okok heck la pon! see you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. so i ponned my first day of school (:&lt;br /&gt;met them and then went to holland v to meet the rest of Reliez there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we've decided to head down to jeslyn's house for majong.&lt;br /&gt;fucking funny on the way there. darell drives so 9 of us sat inside his 4 seater car. imagine 7 people in a three seater at the back of the car. haha fucking funny because everyone started tickling each other then the whole car was convulsing furiously and everyone was screaming like hell. haha freaking fun la! can you imagine?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played a few hours of majong and i was the overall winner = $$$ in my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;got hungry and Jeslyn drove us to seletar camp's sunset grill for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;had to sponsor some of my winnings for dinner = no more $$$ in my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went chomp chomp for frolick for supper afterwards! yum yogurt!&lt;br /&gt;wah awesome fun with them man (: laughed non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;jeslyn drove us home after that (: freaking shiok to have driver friends now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school tomorrowwww. i needa go already. can't continue ponning like my sec sch days! lol.&lt;br /&gt;gonna get my laptop tomorrow (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;there's work after school ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to richa:&lt;br /&gt;aye girl you better take care of yourself in vancouver yeah! thanks a lot for that surprise last week which unfortunately i didn't get to enjoy personally, but i assure you it's a heartfelt one (:&lt;br /&gt;can't send you off on thursday but you know we guys always treat you as a genuine friend! see you in months to come man. gonna miss you, your laughter, and your companionship ):&lt;br /&gt;byebye ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6207321469747048071?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6207321469747048071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6207321469747048071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6207321469747048071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6207321469747048071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-was-i-doing-today-morning-i-was.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-4720106739294613507</id><published>2009-04-18T03:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:19:54.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>End of orientation 2k09!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;Went to school in high spirits cause i was really excited to see my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly it turned out to be such a letdown, heck it i don't care if i'm being too explicit here but yes it was downright disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, i know 9 people who're pursuing this course but wtf none of them are in the same class as me.&lt;br /&gt;I've only got bloody 6 guys in my class out of 23. Not counting me, so there will be 5 other guys, One of them is alright (he's from foc). 3 are quite nerd looking but i'm okay with nerds la (lol). The other one is freaking nerd+arrogant+childish , i'm sure my social circle won't be adjusted to fit him in. fuck, my distaste for him deepends whenever i hear him speak.&lt;br /&gt;The 17 girls are okay, they seem to be more matured, lol i think they're mostly befriend-able.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i only talked to my SLs (group leaders but they're known as synergy leaders there) since in the first place they ought to be matured in order to be chosen as SLs. Undoubtedly i do seek maturity when it comes to friends making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined the mass dance competition, got yanshan as my partner! what a relief.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped and had dinner with ben afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel like going to school since i wasn't that enthusiastic after meeting up with my class, still went in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Got my timetable. freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;Monday 12pm-6pm&lt;br /&gt;Tues 1pm-4pm (song ah!)&lt;br /&gt;Wed 9am-11am (SIBEI SONG AH!)&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 9am-6pm (most sian one, 2 hr break in between)&lt;br /&gt;Fri 9am-4pm ( 3 hrs break in between ) o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm quite happy with it ^^ seems slack enough. hope i won't pon lectures cause if i do i'll be even more slack! lol.&lt;br /&gt;I've arranged to meet either nerissa or roman during our 2/3 hr breaks to slack since they hate their class people too. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my class during lunch time for more mass dance practising&lt;br /&gt;Joined up with ben and yanshan for mass dance. Our mass dance didn't turn out well in the end cause we're situated at the far end so we can't bloody hear the music and thus we were confused with some beats.&lt;br /&gt;No worries, went to the bedok reservoir next, business school won the temasek regatta (dragon boating ) for the 5th year in the row, and overall champions for the 5th year as well. So actually our mass dance competition score did help? haha lol man.&lt;br /&gt;Ben and i cheered freaking loud throughout the regatta. thanks to him the enthusiasm in me generates automatically. And thanks to the scorching sun for its generosity with the constant display of sunlight, it was such a pleasure to bask under it and a pleasure to get so freaking tanned from it as well. zzz black-skinned me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally orientation ended, stayed up for jam&amp;amp;hop, met up with Reliez first and we danced as an empire. My class is really nothing comparable to Reliez. Freaking love the GLs and fellow freshies! Supper with them at techno after dancing and afterwards I slacked at eHub for almost 2 hrs with two of my fav GLs, eric and jessybessy (:&lt;br /&gt;They do agree that those freshies who attended the FOC will mostly be more bonded with their foc empires than their own classes. ah foc just rocks!&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home at 2.15am.&lt;br /&gt;Think i'm gonna stick with Reliez for the rest of the year, thankfully classes change every year so i do pray my class will change to a better one next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that's about all. almost 4 now, damn bloody sleepy. goodnight people (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4720106739294613507?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4720106739294613507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4720106739294613507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4720106739294613507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4720106739294613507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/end-of-orientation-2k09-day-1-went-to.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-3188204072718487463</id><published>2009-04-16T07:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:16:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stayed up last night to catch man utd's match against porto. ronaldo's goal is freaking freaking nice. okay so i slept up at 4.30 and woke up at 6.15, barely 2 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;woke up so early because i thought i'd need 45 mins to wear my contacts. bought it yesterday and i just couldn't wear it. well, today morning it took me just 10 mins to wear both sides (:&lt;br /&gt;my eyes have learnt to stop blinking that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation's in 90 mins! omg i've finally finally waited till this day. after five long months of holidays which i've torturously went through, today i'm finally gonna enter tp as a new student.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously can't wait to see my classmates! i know that i've ended up in class 1B19 but i don't know anyone there yet. lol. and i know there's gonna be massive fun later. woooot tp rocks man!&lt;br /&gt;i'm extremely excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright my breakfast's ready. i'll blog again on saturday or smthing.&lt;br /&gt;hope there's a reliez outing soon! shit gonna miss out dinner with them tonight, i have had shopping plans with ben after orientation.&lt;br /&gt;okayyy goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3188204072718487463?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3188204072718487463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3188204072718487463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3188204072718487463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3188204072718487463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/stayed-up-last-night-to-catch-man-utds.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8070975115802323803</id><published>2009-04-10T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:34:51.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was so so excited to blog! wow many things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP's Freshmen orientation camp was absolutely fantastic. no wonder it's the best orientation camp amongst all the polys in singapore. i once thought VS's spirit was one of the most amazing, omg that's because i haven't seen tp's one back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;I was intimidated the moment ben and i stepped into tp on monday. The ogls ( orientation group leaders ) were cheering rapturously and i didn't know how to respond, we just quickened our pace and headed towards the registration counters. Ben said to me " wah damn sian can we go home now? ", after we found out that we're allocated in different empires.&lt;br /&gt;He'll be regretting heavily now if we had gone home that day.&lt;br /&gt;The camp commenced after awhile and we got to know our empire-mates. Initially i felt quite estranged during the ice breaker game. No idea why that uneasiness swelled up in me, maybe because neither do i like to know people nor introduce myself to people who i don't fancy. lol i know i'm being quite blatant here, but i'm sure those bad traits are no longer present in me now.&lt;br /&gt;My empire is called Reliez ( it means link in french if im not wrong ) and this year's theme for the camp is "what's the link? " , so yeah we have five linking empires trying to answer this strange question.&lt;br /&gt;Our ogls introduced our cheers and they're all freaking fun! own VS's cheers man. haha lol cause they contain humourous nuances, very cheer-addictive!&lt;br /&gt;Had activities for the whole day until at night and it was bed time, slept together with ben and delon and we took quite long to fall asleep cause the sleeping conditions were atrocious - no air con, no bed , no girls. ha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 i told myself that i need to be more enthusiastic, and yes i did, i led the empire with the cheers once! haha quite proud of myself. Had activites with my sub empire until at night's performance night. We got to learn the tp's mass dance, which is freaking awesome! i can't wait to dance it next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3&lt;br /&gt;Final day. It was quite emotional for me. Some of my gls were weeping away and i can't help but to feel lachrymose when one my gls hinted, " Reliez, this is my last chance to cheer for you guys " yeah cause some of them are year threes, meaning they've graduated already. I think i'll weep if i were them too.&lt;br /&gt;Our empire notched the third placing despite being the last for the past two days (: damn proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;The camp ended finally, ben and i decided to follow the tradition of tp by going to the cpf's building for a dinner/suppper with our ogls. It was great fun, we cheered, played games, chatted, sang... did many enjoyable things together.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i really miss them. oh wellll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;went night safari with triston darryl richa. fucking funny outing! we'll meet again next friday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY ( saturday )&lt;br /&gt;supposed to have an outing with Reliez at sentosa but i can't attend. gonna be working ):&lt;br /&gt;they're gonna have a final clash with all the other empires at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;argh fuck, sound so fucking fun and i can't fucking go. pissed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, business orientation next thursday! wah freaking excited sia!&lt;br /&gt;i miss reliez, i miss tp. LOL ENTHU ME.&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8070975115802323803?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8070975115802323803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8070975115802323803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8070975115802323803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8070975115802323803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-so-so-excited-to-blog-wow-many.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-537893888312961876</id><published>2009-04-06T03:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T03:38:15.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been repeating and repeating the video footage of debutant macheda's injury time winning goal for man utd. freaking awesome goal man i'm still so so happy abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. just packed my stuff for tomorrow's freshmen camp! oh yes school's inching nearer and nearer. tomorrow's gonna be my first involvement in temasek polytechnic. excited =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll be fun, told myself it's time i be more enthusiastic and i know it'll naturally be fun if i am more enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;and pray that i won't get sun burnt again. my skin just bloody took two weeks to heal zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30 now. bed time!&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-537893888312961876?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/537893888312961876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=537893888312961876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/537893888312961876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/537893888312961876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-been-repeating-and-repeating-video.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-1526870275600823474</id><published>2009-04-01T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:03:54.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to vs today! rather impromptu cause i was supposed to meet triston and darryl at the busstop. went in cause triston told me rezza and raph ong was there as well.&lt;br /&gt;chatted a little before going to town to meet richa and we were late lol opps.&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn excited for 23th may cause it's raph's wedding! woooot.&lt;br /&gt;richa was surprisingly quite quiet and demure at first but not long after we mentioned about it she totally went back to her old self. and that was when we had to try staying calm and shield the awkwardness after she started to sing aloud to herself in town.&lt;br /&gt;anyway richa in chinese = qian ah.&lt;br /&gt;haha lol ok next week we shall go qian ah's house and slack slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darryl and i went to join gerard and others for lan.&lt;br /&gt;dinner afterwards, slacked awhile and trained home with him.&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing about gym workouts which made me realise i haven't been going to the gym for almost two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;): ok need to keep my fitness up. gym on saturday morn before work. must must must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working full for the next three days. alright i'll most probably blog on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;gooooodnight shall sleep early tonight hopefully by 230!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1526870275600823474?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1526870275600823474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1526870275600823474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1526870275600823474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1526870275600823474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-back-to-vs-today-rather-impromptu.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8944144850264460726</id><published>2009-03-30T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:29:31.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shopping was awesome tonight! spent around 300 but it was well worth so far. i hope...&lt;br /&gt;but my shopping list is far from completed &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i need one more pair of shoes, 2 more pair of shorts, a few more shirts, a belt , maybe another pair of jeans  ... ok the list goes on. i'll never ever get satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at triston's place tonight. haven't been here for a week. his dog grew 1.5 times the size in one week wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time for dotaaa bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway people who're interested in an audio technica headphone @ $38 please visit ben's blog.&lt;br /&gt;used twice only and it's in a brand new condition. helping ben in this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8944144850264460726?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8944144850264460726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8944144850264460726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8944144850264460726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8944144850264460726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/03/shopping-was-awesome-tonight-spent.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-6881386655199418012</id><published>2009-03-26T07:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:26:19.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last minute majong at ben's place. hehe won $$ = happy me.&lt;br /&gt;work's been very tiring. four more days to my offday!&lt;br /&gt;okay i need a good 8 hrs sleep now before i go for work tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonnna sleeep. goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mjmjmjmjmj find me to play find me to play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6881386655199418012?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6881386655199418012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6881386655199418012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6881386655199418012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6881386655199418012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-minute-majong-at-bens-place.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8751756170540272205</id><published>2009-03-20T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:58:28.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM BACK.&lt;br /&gt;one regret : forgot to bring my cam along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice place to mellow down your mind and soul, triston and i agreed that it'll be an ideal place to bring our gfs along next time. But firstly we will have to get gfs who can go for overseas trips as and when we like without the objection of their parents. that's tough, we both know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn coincidental that we met daryl and gerard there! we all know we'll be at bintan but we're totally clueless about our locations and the next moment we bumped into ea other on the beach! hahah we met up for a quite a few times after that and of course the fun was made more complete with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, ok Bintan's food is fucking ex. One plate of nasi goreng costs $16, one chicken terriyaki set at their jap resturant costs $ 36. Cigarettes are expensive compared to their local counterparts in mainland Indonesia, ok but they're still cheap compared to those sold in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing i've enjoyed - jet skiing!&lt;br /&gt;But it costs a hell of a price - $50 per 15 mins and one jetski can only accommodate 2 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Triston and I rode for about thirty mins or so and it fucking owns asss!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's speed is about 200km/hr when fully accelerated and we're fucking scared we get dumped into the sea if we accidentally let go cause the ride is hugely bumpy and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;My ass hurts after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, i've abosulutely no idea how i got sunburnt. Not only me, i think around ten of us who went for the jet ski got sunburnt. The sun's not even that blazing. ouch it hurts now my body so damn black zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out for a drink later on to fully enjoy my three days off from work.&lt;br /&gt;Work starts tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8751756170540272205?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8751756170540272205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8751756170540272205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8751756170540272205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8751756170540272205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-3513028482506349661</id><published>2009-03-14T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:12:59.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The happiest moment with your girlfriend is when you see her happy"&lt;br /&gt;Till now, i still firmly believe so.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it guised as a huge reminiscence which i didn't need.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, tonight was just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 17th birthday cherie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-3513028482506349661?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/3513028482506349661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=3513028482506349661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3513028482506349661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/3513028482506349661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/03/happiest-moment-with-your-girlfriend-is.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8788029352162905485</id><published>2009-03-13T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:20:22.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had my first significant regret of 2009 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;$28 spent on a valuable lesson : Never ever let a hairdresser choose his/her own style for your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just fucking look at mine now.&lt;br /&gt;haha fuck but i'm not showing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off tomorrow, finally! work's been fuckingly @!#%!@#%@!ly busy.&lt;br /&gt;screw that IT fair seriously.&lt;br /&gt;gonna collect my medical report and finally post it to tp, i certainly hope that the dateline is not over.&lt;br /&gt;and at night, cherie's bdae dinner!! excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, screw my own hair. no more romp this coming sun!!&lt;br /&gt;@!#%!@%@!%T@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know i'm annoying.&lt;br /&gt;can't help it, my hair's just annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8788029352162905485?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8788029352162905485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8788029352162905485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8788029352162905485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8788029352162905485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-had-my-first-significant-regret-of.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-2252186394777346039</id><published>2009-03-11T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:54:48.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been home for a few days. tomorrow gonna stay over at triston's place again.&lt;br /&gt;he just got a dog! freaking cute i swear. think it's the cutest one i've seen.&lt;br /&gt;it's a toy toodle by the way. and the family is getting it gucci accessories. haha wtf that's a damn fortunate dog. man utd vs inter milan tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, my already screwed up phone just got more screwed up. okay it rings the time for a replacement. two buttons disfunctioned out of a sudden. freaking pissed cause i can't answer calls most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell i've passed the dateline to post my poly registration. fuck no.&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2252186394777346039?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2252186394777346039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2252186394777346039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2252186394777346039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2252186394777346039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/03/havent-been-home-for-few-days.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-8409289324163365798</id><published>2009-03-03T04:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T04:44:45.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what the hell is wrong with my internet connection for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Either my computer can't detect the network or it gets connection but with only a 2/5 strong signal strength, which totally gets so easily disrupted by no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm gonna ring starhub up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally completed by online registration after more than a week long. Now i've gotta bloody for an mandatory medical check-up. this shouldn't be obligatory to me since i know well enough that i'm very healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'll just have to wake up early on one day and go with ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i'm currently looking forward to this month,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm going back to vs tomorrow!! to support triston's badminton finals. hope naidu can with me,along with ashton. I absolutely miss vs, okay i know i'd indignantly ranted numerous times about how fucked up that school is when i was still studying back then, but i guess without those pesky disciplinary control cuffing me up i'd have became warwardly astray now. In vs, i get 15 pts, if i'm not in vs i'll probably hit 30 =/&lt;br /&gt;ok vs here i come! all the best to you triston, must win if not 10 meals thai pan your treat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Minds cafe with the yanling ben wenxian yongqing larissa meiqing benny kianpeng this cming friday, yes i can already imagine the fun we gonna have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Cherie's birthday celebration @ bar&amp;amp;billet, raffles hotel on the 13th. haha shit i must thank you for inviting me now cause i seriously can't wait. okay i'll make you sure you have the best birthday of your life! haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Bintan island with triston and duno who from 18-20th. okay i just know that the tickets, accommodation and everything else have been taken care of and i will only need to pack my luggage and head down to meet him on the 18th this month. EXCITED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.my next pay day at the end of march =.= today's only the 3rd day of march and i have already used up 75% of my pay T.T alright, i'm gonna make a new acronym, COL ( cry out loud )&lt;br /&gt;col, col, col x 100000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokokk time for bed me damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;night night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to irish :&lt;br /&gt;you know who'll always be there for you right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok so if you wanan cry, get drunk, run away from home, take drugs, put tattooes, bitchslap yourself, make a guy a woman, burn down your own house, join ten gangs, murder the president , etc, etc, come look for me first, i'll accompany you to do those things (=&lt;br /&gt;lol okay just pardon my jargon, ah you just cheer up la! love love lovez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-8409289324163365798?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/8409289324163365798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=8409289324163365798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8409289324163365798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/8409289324163365798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-know-what-hell-is-wrong-with-my.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-2297463167808136170</id><published>2009-02-24T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:34:02.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT MY ENROLMENT PACKAGE!!&lt;br /&gt;yes finally &lt;3 tp here i come! haha but it's so fucking thick and at the moment my mind is just refusing to read it.&lt;br /&gt;zzz hate reading compacted details.&lt;br /&gt;anyway yay can finally register!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played badminton with irish. finally exercising after a long time.&lt;br /&gt;go train harder fatty. sat gonna play again! hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr gonna go to the gym with ling. gym for the first time this year!&lt;br /&gt;i have made a bet. im gonna have a bigger chest than her in 3 months. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job seeking after gym with ben!&lt;br /&gt;okay hopefully ill get a suitable one.&lt;br /&gt;it's about time i quit this current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes don't sms/call me for the next 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2297463167808136170?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2297463167808136170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2297463167808136170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/2297463167808136170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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until the birthday girl got drunk. haha wth.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i'm not working today. gonna make use of the time and have a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 6:30 am, talked to irish for damn long.&lt;br /&gt;now it's 9:30. im gonna sleep for 10 hours at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wake up earlier ill head to town to meet gerard they all.&lt;br /&gt;if not, ill just sleep and sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK GD NIGHT. freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes irish you need this&lt;br /&gt;good luck later! just think of me and you'll have all the courage in the world already&lt;br /&gt;lovez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1308829068787051610?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1308829068787051610/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-6503345304827857946</id><published>2009-02-20T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:40:28.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here to blog!&lt;br /&gt;met up with irish yesterday. went to NUSS for ktv!&lt;br /&gt;sang for about 3 hours i guess. had it as a treat from her mum (:&lt;br /&gt;Purposely fulfilled her wish to go dempsey for Ben's &amp;amp; Jerry's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Sent her back home and i cabbed back to town for clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;First time at babyface. haha it's more like a pub/disco actually.&lt;br /&gt;We left after the police came.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed down to newton for supper before cabbing to brandon's place for a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went to work lethargically.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for my next pay! wanna club again soon. hehexxxx.&lt;br /&gt;not gonna be home for the next two nights.&lt;br /&gt;triston's place tmr aft work, and meiqin's birthday chalet aft work on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;off again on sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright my fingers are just getting defiant to type any more, perhaps overwhelmed by the tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;that explains my brief elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;okay gonna sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES I NEED A NEW JOB&lt;br /&gt;current job sucking fucks/ fucking sucks.&lt;br /&gt;any recommedations? )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6503345304827857946?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6503345304827857946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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haven't been home for two days and the moment i used my comp itunes alerted me that 88 songs have just disappeared from my computer for no reason. can't find every single of them in all my music folders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf a computer ghost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-1662242801317782344?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/1662242801317782344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=1662242801317782344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1662242801317782344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/1662242801317782344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/02/wtf.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-7635331443245197768</id><published>2009-02-13T08:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:30:16.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chinese new year's over!!&lt;br /&gt;okay good. no more gambling anymore. lost a total of $350 this new year, which is terribad.&lt;br /&gt;but it's still OK to buy 4D and toto (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my off yesterday! did pretty alot of catching up.&lt;br /&gt;met triston darryl for lunch at thaipan, omg i wanan go next week again! i can eat 10 plates of the butter squids lolz.&lt;br /&gt;town-ed after that and slept over at triston's place.&lt;br /&gt;woke up with him this morning,he had school and his mum dropped me off at mrt after sending him to vs.&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm here back home, very deprived of sleep &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's valentine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is yours, will be yours eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7635331443245197768?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7635331443245197768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7635331443245197768' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;i just can't seem to eat good food, i think it's also the abalone during new year's eve which made me faint. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another week has gone by, 10 more weeks to school! seriously i can't wait man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ice skating with ben sining and xuhan today.&lt;br /&gt;i fell the hardest despite telling myself not to fall all the while.&lt;br /&gt;my bum's still throbbing ):&lt;br /&gt;had fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at marina square after that and came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting gerard in the afternoon tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;then thaipan for dinner!! with triston cherie darryl. need to do some catching up already.&lt;br /&gt;i also miss the food. butter squid butter squid!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay going off!&lt;br /&gt;dotaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4269527203713245568?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-2263688479048234964</id><published>2009-02-06T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:37:24.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sg.video.yahoo.com/watch/4409363/11824579"&gt;http://sg.video.yahoo.com/watch/4409363/11824579&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-2263688479048234964?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/2263688479048234964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=2263688479048234964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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around.&lt;br /&gt;A trip to work will cost me $0.71 to mrt, $ 1.74 to city hall. to and fro will cost me $4.90.&lt;br /&gt;That's almost $150 a month, excluding other trips. zzz WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, i've just found out that there isn't any concession pass for adults.&lt;br /&gt;this makes it even more warrantable to shout WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus a few occasional cab trips, i think my monthly travel expenses will amount to a staggering $200 &gt;_&gt; ok adult life is sad shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of the whining, but all can be effectively put to bed IF TMR I STRIKE TOTO LOL&lt;br /&gt;HAHA GL GL GL TO ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4028770879478713698?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15470198.post-4846356154159981650</id><published>2009-02-02T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:31:23.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School starts for J1 students today! I can't help but to feel abit out of place. I don't know what's wrong with me but i suddenly just feel like studying, maybe i should've chosen JC?&lt;br /&gt;i could've gone to tpjc! uh, but i don't like that jc. however there're so many people that i know of who're going there for jae!&lt;br /&gt;zzz. maybe it's just because i don't know of anyone who's going to tp's business from vs yet.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't bother to go ask around yet, ah i just hope that i won't regret my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, ben has told me about the STB scholarship for tp's tourism-related courses.&lt;br /&gt;Attain 3.5 GPA every semester, and you get to enjoy a fully subsidized school fees.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, a hefty sum of allowance at $6000 annually!&lt;br /&gt;fuck, why doesn't business course have any scholarships?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of getting 6k per year is quite tantalizing, hahah i'm freaking tempted!&lt;br /&gt;But now i'm quite lost, there's a huge potent quagmire jarring my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;Should i appeal for a tourism-related course? Hotel and leisure management was my third choice.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't really like the service sector! okay what if it isn't so service-oriented...&lt;br /&gt;3rd of feb is the dateline for appeal, which is tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to think, think, think wisely, arthur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-4846356154159981650?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/4846356154159981650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=4846356154159981650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4846356154159981650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/4846356154159981650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-starts-for-j1-students-today-i.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-7570175306867646642</id><published>2009-02-01T06:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T06:51:45.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>much had i whined about money in my previous post but i ought to be whimpering more about it now.&lt;br /&gt;had a frustrating night at wilson's place, lost $220 in banluk.&lt;br /&gt;yeah fuck, my luck is really low now. played over 6 hours and the appearances of good hands had been sporadic at best, i think i've only got one ban luk, yes only one ban luk in 6 hours. way too pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, guess i'll just have to forgo kbox, pool, pubbing and clubbing for the rest of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like sleeping yet, shall dota a few matches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a better day (:&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday chun how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night to me, good morning people.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-7570175306867646642?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/7570175306867646642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=7570175306867646642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7570175306867646642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/7570175306867646642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/02/much-had-i-whined-about-money-in-my.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-5304254565808203219</id><published>2009-01-31T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T02:47:45.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my posting results! okay i'm posted to temasek poly's business course. didn't manage to get into my first choice, aviation management, but i'm still fine with the second. Don't think i'm gonna appeal, lazy  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year has been boring besides gambling (ban luk )&lt;br /&gt;While i'm quite abashed to say that i've been losing quite alot of money on it, i still can't deny that i'm still hooked onto it, perhaps piqued by the possibility of recouping all my loss in a single hand? lol.&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i'm gonna relish that prospect at wilson's house tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and anyone wants to majong ?! my hands are itchy and the itch is getting unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;Have to wait until my majong khakis are available, which will not be until maybe three weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;so in the meantime, anyone??! i've gotta satisfy the craves and at the same time indemnify my current loss ($$$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, i'm also facing some personal financial problems.&lt;br /&gt;cash is flowing out of my pockets way too quickly!! unknowingly i've spent about 1k this year and today's only the end of january.&lt;br /&gt;i need&lt;br /&gt;1. about 1k for my driving license&lt;br /&gt;2. about $300 for a new bag&lt;br /&gt;3. about $200 for two new pairs of jeans&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i've also gotta settle my debts of $300.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, lets see, ben's birthday and cherie's birthday coming up. $$$ for presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and fuck, tomorrow's the last day my ez-link card is under student usage.&lt;br /&gt;1ST OF FEB GONNA BE ADULT.&lt;br /&gt;MORE $$$$ NEEDED OMGZ&lt;br /&gt;JUST KILL ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAJONG PLS, PANG ZUI LET ME WIN :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-5304254565808203219?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/5304254565808203219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=5304254565808203219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5304254565808203219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5304254565808203219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-my-posting-results-okay-im-posted.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-5783537864248806153</id><published>2009-01-27T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:27:04.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all! happy chinese new year of the ox! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty bored now, more of lazy actually, lazy to get out of this house.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna have to travel to malaysia alone soon! haha cool i'll be my first adventure as a 18 year old. LOL excited. hope nothing will go wrong eg. ppl use parang rob me or tio gangrape by banglas or tio kidnapped and sent to thailand , etc. haha choy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go on sunday cause i was sick, yeah bloody hell i had my worst sick day .&lt;br /&gt;puked and puked, my face was flaming red and swollen while my body itched like hell, and i fainted =.=&lt;br /&gt;fainting's quite cool actually , how you get to walk halfway, and then get struck by an abrupt loss of your vision, bump awkwardly into something and in an instant ,your world blacks out. i was both bemused and amused by the process after i regained my consciousness, haha lol it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;my first time, but that's enough, ha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bai nian yesterday! okay didn't bai any of my own relatives yet, bai triston's whole family and cherie's family instead. haha lolz.&lt;br /&gt;got nice nice ang pows ,haha nice in terms of $$ la,but much to my chagrin ,most were gone by the end of the day due to some excessive impulsive gambling ):&lt;br /&gt;okay i really have no luck at ban luk. gonna go malaysia and win $$ at majong! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay one more dota before i get my clothes packed! take care everyone, i'll be back tomorrow night (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-5783537864248806153?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/5783537864248806153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=5783537864248806153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5783537864248806153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/5783537864248806153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-all-happy-chinese-new-year-of-ox.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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-15470198.post-6417555234179225891</id><published>2009-01-25T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:45:59.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am watching gossip girls' first episode now. tio intro by irish&lt;br /&gt;NATE IS FUCKING HANDSOME!!&lt;br /&gt;cant stop looking at his face&lt;br /&gt;wah im turning gay. LOLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah anyone can lend me a phone pls!!!&lt;br /&gt;phone's spoilt. so don't call me cause i can't call you when i pick up.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving at ten tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok back to nate seeing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15470198-6417555234179225891?l=sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/feeds/6417555234179225891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15470198&amp;postID=6417555234179225891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6417555234179225891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15470198/posts/default/6417555234179225891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetturnedsour.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-watching-gossip-girls-first-episode.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07617026467713561199</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>
