<?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-7599164</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:20:34.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WelComE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7599164.post-116447704281132036</id><published>2006-11-26T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:50:42.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha long time no see.. lol.. came here to fix smth up in the skin.. haha.. getting old for this havoc of changing the skin all over again.. haha.. so call me a girl if ya want.. i cant be bothered anymore.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how time flies.. after my As i was almost albeit immediately whisked away to the glorious new chalets of the army life.. i enlisted on the 021205.. which was what seemed like a long long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMT was one of my most memorable time.. i had the determination to finish everything as a platoon and thats where we had done everything together.. i mean i had people over 21 and i'm just 18 years old.. but it had not mattered at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then SISPEC, honestly i was adamant abt going there.. well it seems like i could have gone to OCS if it wasnt for my dismal results in As.. so well.. there i went to pasir laba camp(himbo moment: pasir laba so far!! you know its like to boon lay from my suburb of hougang!! i go already so tired!! end himbo moment). i had a fun time with my echo platoon 4 although i had to take four levels to my bunk, but well.. its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the 1st Military Battalion, where i'll most likely spend the rest of my army life with.. its a bummer yes, to be so uber far from my home(still in pasir laba!!) but well, i met many gd men there.. a whole year and half of the chapter of my army life is almost finished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i think back.. had i regretted anything in this army life so far? i doubt not.. it had got me fit and less fat(although i'm still pudgy). but well i wanna just do this and scoot off to my next aussie chapter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my cell group's bloggy is up! http://www.beloved-hg2t.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;look out for some updates about how we read and understand the bible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-116447704281132036?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/116447704281132036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=116447704281132036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/116447704281132036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/116447704281132036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-long-time-no-see.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-112523244183796400</id><published>2005-08-28T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T20:34:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world today....</title><content type='html'>the world today is insane. Nobody is the son of God. i said "nobody", because the son of God is eternal and is now residing in the right hand of God in Heaven. There was no record of an kingdom of grace or a kingdom of glory in the Bible. "kingdom" does not signify Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry... so pissed that someone is proclaiming himself to be the son of God, when i know is not true and has blasphemed. i know i have not studied the bible as much as others, but i know that the second coming will be arriving soon, but NOT yet. how can someone of earthly birth, by a father and a mother, dare to proclaim himself to be a son of God? Jesus came down to earth via a virgin's womb. can any one do that? i'm sorry, let me rephrase that. can anyone do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls dun go to the "Son of God" conference in Suntec hors.. pls.. i dun want any1 i know to go to the devil because of a false prophet. there's only one way to know God, and that is through salvation. i can lead you. pls let me speak to you if i have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;father i pray for all my friends God. you have explicitly told us that false prophets will rise and attack the Christians. Lord i pray that we will defend our faith with all our might God. Lord let not my friends go to this conference God, and instead God, allow them to soften their hearts when you come knocking. God i pray for your salvation to rise, and to allow your presence to be so real in our midst. we need you more than ever. God i pray that you protect my friends from all blasphemy Lord. In Jesus' name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-112523244183796400?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/112523244183796400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=112523244183796400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/112523244183796400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/112523244183796400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/08/world-today.html' title='the world today....'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-112178148501250043</id><published>2005-07-19T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T21:58:05.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if everything in the world is free?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;What if everything in the world is free?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What if everything in the world is free? Clearly it would seem impossible and ridiculous, but really, what if everything, everything in the world is free today? I'm talking about free cars,  free petrol, free tee-shirts, free food, and we being all interdependent like we used to be.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can even hear people mouthing signs of disbelief here, but won't it be a great hope? That the day you walk out you walk past a newspaper stand, you purchase a newspaper for naught, and then you get on a bus, which does not require any money at all, to where your workplace is, and then work there. When you get back you will have a free dinner done by your other half which does not cost anything to make the dishes at the first place? It would be a more valuable world in the free society if you would ask me. It creates less craving for more power by money, and eliminates the greed factor. I mean, what goes in will come out. What you reap you will sow. You work hard at a clerical position all day for other people, and the input given to you is inexpressible. Free clothes, free lodging, free electricity, free computers, because of your input to the society. Of course you'll work for no money too, because you don't need any money to purchase anything at the first place. There would also be no corruption as there would be nothing to be corrupted by at the first place. We can eliminate the recurring evil of the greed of money. How pleasant. It's a world where everyone helps everyone to do their business together in harmony without the stress of how much money we can make and the comparison between the rich and the poor.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, it brings us back to how would we use this new found freedom of not being bound by the lack of money. Would we ever need to steal or rob again? Would we squander the food, by gobbling it all up? Would we purposely leave our computers on the whole day, using up all the electricity and if it spoils we can get a new one for free? Would we? Would we? There are certainly infinite possibilities that we can misuse this freedom. We need to have integrity and moral values, which is not prevalent in our society today. We want to get things for discounts, for slashed prices, but we refuse to even get the proper treatment to people who need it. It's a selfish world out there, all impinging on the fact of the less money used the better. That is why we need a method that has been thoroughly tested and proven effective to combat these degradation of these moral values and to help each other better. What can it be?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-112178148501250043?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/112178148501250043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=112178148501250043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/112178148501250043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/112178148501250043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-if-everything-in-world-is-free.html' title='What if everything in the world is free?'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111997196586885442</id><published>2005-06-28T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:19:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;Part 3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He saw her. As Endel peered through his glasses towards the radiant beauty, he can only feel one thing. Something churning so deeply and rushing towards his head. He went giddy with relief when he saw Selphie. It was the time of reckoning. He walked up to her.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She did not know what to do. Where was her heart at? Who did it really belong to? Was it Endel? The man who had only given her good times and had never gotten angry with her no matter her wails and rants? Or was it her husband? She was so confused. Looking at Endel’s beaming face, she had no idea how to react. Then she had made up her mind.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As Endel reached out to hold her in his arms, Selphie pushed them away. He was shell-shocked. Not only had he failed, he had lost one of his best friends. He started to prepare his "nice guy" speech when she suddenly said, "I love you too." His heart skipped a beat. His mind going in disarray with incontrollable joy. But she continued.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"I love you too," she had replied, " but I can't be together with you right now. I have to talk with my husband to see what can we do to salvage the marriage first. If all else fails, then we shall arrange for a divorce. I don't want to be labeled as a adulteress." When she had finished, she felt a huge weight lifted off her mind, like a gunny sack being punctured. She then hugged him, and went home.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was so overjoyed that he would have agreed to anything. He was not the type where girls would flock to him. But now, his light of the world had said she loved him, it was wings on feet onward to heaven. He happily skipped home, singing 'Accidentally in love' en route.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She went home, trying to piece her "speech" on how to go about talking about reviving about the marriage when half of her wanted it to end. However, her fear of being labeled as an adulteress pushed her to have this talk. She walked up to the door, and entered...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111997196586885442?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111997196586885442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111997196586885442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111997196586885442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111997196586885442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-3-he-saw-her.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111763661010923501</id><published>2005-06-01T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T22:36:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Part 2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He couldn't find her, lost her within the entrails of the oncoming onslaught of humans, all bent on the idea of making him lose her. He's not going to lose her, he's not going to lose her... ever since he knew he had fathomed this chance of telling her, of letting her know what he had kept within him for too long. Oh, his heart was bursting out with anticipation on the thought of her accepting him...&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She watched him run out of the deli, looking around frantically, and then running in the opposite direction. She could not show her feeling there and then. She could not break his heart, not when she had not thought the whole matter through yet. She walked down the pavement towards her hairdresser, kicking stones as she walked past. She was confused. Very. How could her confidante fall in love with her? However being with him was so right. She could go to the deepest place in her heart where there was no shame, no deceit, no discouragement. He had stuck with her for so long, whilst listening to her wails and rants, listening ever so patiently.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where was she? She could not have ran that far out. He looked around from a sight of her long bouncing hair locks. He could not find any. Had she known? Was he too conspicuous already? Did she want to find him? She had to be finding him, or not how else would he not find her?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She is worried for him. If he sets his mind on doing something, most of the time he will have very high hopes for the outcome. This was no exception, she knew. She knew no matter what she had to say she would be the one to break his heart. But she had not thought it through yet. Had she loved him? Did she reject her marriage so much that she had given her heart to him? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Endel saw Selphie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111763661010923501?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111763661010923501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111763661010923501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111763661010923501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111763661010923501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-2-he-couldnt-find-her-lost-her.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111702908156721484</id><published>2005-05-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:51:21.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>part 2 is coming soon, i promise, lets see whether my com will get locked or not first.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111702908156721484?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111702908156721484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111702908156721484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111702908156721484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111702908156721484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/05/part-2-is-coming-soon-i-promise-lets.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111452277598502730</id><published>2005-04-26T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:41:18.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;Part 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He saw her. A glimmer of hope surged within his sorrowful heart. The innocence, the sweetness, the heartwarming, the love, he felt. He was entranced, engrossed with her. How come he never felt it sooner? How did he not see it coming? She's only this close, but yet he could not fathom a relationship with her. Oh how his heart aches with sorrow, and guilt for the whole situation, but the love does surpass all boundaries. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She needed a break from her over-assertive husband, whom she had because of an stupid idea. She had not known why she had to tolerate these incessant rants. She was still young, but falling into an engagement had not worked any wonders for her at all. She obviously had a confidant, but how is he going to make matters any better for her now? The only time she felt happy was that he was with her, not the husband. Is this how it is? Thinking other people is better because she is married?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He looked at her hand. How much would he give for him to hold it in his own. But she was busy talking about her husband's new exploits in his way of abusing her. He enquired why she had not left him yet. She struggled with that question and soon changed it to something other subject. How his hand longed to reach out to touch her. How smooth can her skin be? But she's attached, she's attached...&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She was entailed in her own story of the recent argument albeit exaggerating. She was happy with him, where she does not need to put on an act that she was always wrong. She was able to express her true self to one of her closest friends. But something was strange. He was looking at her differently. She could see his hand inching back and forth. He was sweating in an air-conditioned place. He was fit enough to avoid that phenomenon. These are the exact symptoms when talking about his crushes! Only that he was not talking! Had he? Or hadn't he?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He knew if he should tell her. If not, he might never have a chance to talk to her again. He told her to work things out with her husband, but his heart was crying out a different message altogether.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He thought it was for the best. She left, saying that she had another appointment with her hair dresser. As she exited the coffeehouse with her already perfect hair blown against her flawless face, he knew what he had to do. He stood up, and ran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax.. i dun wanna continue cause i want you all people out there to give me tips on how to continue! will he meet her? will she accept? what will happen next? its all up to you and you alone(that is, unless no one else give suggestions i would have to go do it myself... hehe) hahax.. Part 2 is all in your hands!! hahax.. oh and the special thanks i will leave it till i finish the story.. hehes.. give me all your pointers on the taggie boardie too!! hees.. and also comment on my new blog skin! i find it real nice and coupled with this story, it totally rules man!! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111452277598502730?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111452277598502730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111452277598502730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111452277598502730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111452277598502730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/04/part-1-he-saw-her.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111297464139165352</id><published>2005-04-08T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T23:37:21.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this template is sooo cute! *swoons* hahax... i know i sound like a girl, but you all know otherwise.. wahaha... bored... now to update(fianlly), abt my life. hahax... I got many many many good JC1 bolwers comnig in!!! hehehes... fun sia... our bowling got chance now... beat ACJ thats our goal... heeheehee... hahax.. and also  i have team excellence camp, and am working as a facilitator for the JC1s' inculcation for their classes.. hehes.. and i get to miss lessons, heehee.. and one enrichment point for all my trouble! yay! will good times ever cease? haax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently soon... our GP exam starts so so so early lorx... (15Apr for those who still havent studies) my sch system very strange lorx... knowing full well that we got nationals and SYF to train hard for, they still put our midyears before the June holidays... stupid right? insanimacs.. hahax... but wells, take things as it is. if we pit ourselves aganst the system we only stand to lose.. hahax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahax happy days are here! i got one more inspiration to write about, when i have time.. till then, see ya all!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111297464139165352?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111297464139165352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111297464139165352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111297464139165352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111297464139165352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-template-is-sooo-cute-swoons.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111210283492289646</id><published>2005-03-29T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T21:29:14.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Day Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was an esteemed person the world has come to recognize. People have seen what he can do, and many have come to listen to what he has to say. He was, in short, one of the most powerful people the world has ever known. No man has even fathomed the way he drives his point across. Bypassing the international standard of extraordinaire, he is said to even surpass even Bill Gates in terms of wealth. He was the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; paramount.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, one day was about to change all that. Many who have come to know him personally would spit and heap rocks at him. His house was burnt by arsonists with his family along with it. His money was absorbed by the banks under the guise of tax exemption. His glorious reputation was ripped apart by the very fact of the people shunning him and not believing in his powerful points and speeches. What could have decimated a man this strong? The infamous prejudice of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; against Christians.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He asked, why God why? You told me to go public with my love for you, but you made me into something that people abhor. I've lost all my friends, even Christian ones, you took away the love of my life, and my bundles of joy. If I cannot even reach for the lost, what is my point of staying here? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rain fell. He could not move. He had no more motivation to move. His life had crumbled away like running water. His despair emanates to the rain. His destitute spirit needed an uplift, but who was to give him that? He roared out in anguish. The pain. The anger. The suffering. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the rain stopped, he saw a young boy around the age of 17 biked past, screaming bloody murder. As the boy stopped next to him, he enquired. The boy had bird faeces on his pants. Aah, the little things in life. And then he got it. If we let anything, save for God,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;take control of our life, God cannot change it for his Cause. The boy then realized who he was talking to. The boy did not run away, or screamed profanities at him. He was curious. Curious why he was so bold for his god, so insane to step out and say the line that &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; had winced at it. He smiled, and told the boy the story of a cross and a man upon it. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inspired by a man I saw in church. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111210283492289646?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111210283492289646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111210283492289646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111210283492289646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111210283492289646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/03/modern-day-job.html' title='Modern Day Job'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111177664258002143</id><published>2005-03-26T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T02:50:42.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/reflectedgrace/1036816822_pephesians.gif" border="0" alt="You are Ephesians" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Ephesians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/reflectedgrace/quizzes/Which%20book%20of%20the%20Bible%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which book of the Bible are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111177664258002143?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111177664258002143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111177664258002143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111177664258002143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111177664258002143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-are-ephesians.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111104950263303448</id><published>2005-03-17T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T16:51:42.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/vulture1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/vulture1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the photo from kevin carter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111104950263303448?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111104950263303448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111104950263303448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111104950263303448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111104950263303448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-photo-from-kevin-carter.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111104931637720107</id><published>2005-03-17T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T16:48:36.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He inched his way, slowly, across a parched desert, the great plains. He was so sick and thirsty, but he knew his destination will help him. Rumours were heard 5 days ago, that there was an American convoy were bringing some trucks laden with food and medicinal supplies to the vicinity near his hometown. Thinking of his bed-ridden mother, he had to try to get to it faster than others. But however, his frail body and puny feet made it an obstacle. As he set out, he had a good day, a nice weather of 38 degrees Celsius. As he inched his way towards the direction where the convoy was supposed to be, he felt thirsty and parched of water. The temperature must have gone up, or so it seems. He took a rest, and whiled the day over, thinking it may be better to travel at night, where it is cooler and less tiring.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That proved to be such a mistake. At night he couldn't see a thing and in the darkness, he could onlt feel his way around. Inching his way protractedly in the darkness, he could not feel the large sonte in the darkness and tumbled over it, knocking him out in the process.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When he awoke, it was already high and the day, and he was dying of thirst. He tried to feel his leg, but could not, instead he feel tremendous pain. He cried from the pain. He knew if he can't move, he can't get water, so he will die either way. He slowly used his two hands to thrug himself along the sorry landscape. But the weather couldn't get worse. The sun bored down on him, till exhaustion took over him, and he could not carry on. He lay there, prostrate on the ground, unable to stand up. He knew he's going to die. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;An movement from the back alerted him. He turned around, and saw the scavenger of the dead. The unwily creature slowly crept nearby and he knew it was waiting for him to pass over to the beyond. But the creature stepped back, apparently scared of him. Suddenly, a flash occurred. He turned around to the flash, and saw a white man with a black object on his hands. My help has come, he thought. But the man just stared at him, and he at him. He slowly tried to stand up, but he could not do it, only managing to squat, aggravating his pain. Then the man took another picture. He was indignant. "Help me!" He tried to cry out. But the man, obviously does not know the tongue he speaks, nonchalantly turned away, walking back to where he came from. "Help me! Help me!" he cried. The man just walked further and further away…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He was stunned. There he was, in such a dire state, and he walked away? He had a broken foot, and he walked away? He called out for help, but the man walked away? Slowly he felt the creature was upon him. He was too weak to fight back. It aimed the throat. With his last gasp, he thanked the Lord for his life…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inspired by Kevin Carter's picture that won the 1994 Pulitzer prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;got reminded of this yesterday, during zone outreach, but when i know of this picture i was just a small boy, but now it hit me, how sad it was when i saw the picture again. for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111104931637720107?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111104931637720107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111104931637720107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111104931637720107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111104931637720107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-inched-his-way-slowly-across.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-111028849505430855</id><published>2005-03-08T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:28:15.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He woke up. All in a blur, all in a daze. He could not remember what had happened to him. He rubbed his eyes to get a clearer look around. It was seawater everywhere. Instinct made him wade to the nearest dry land he could find. There, he surveyed the damage. A cut on his forehead, a throbbing headache, a bruise on his knee, was all he could find. What had happened here? He sat bolt upright. His home! Where is his papa and mama? Where was his friends where he was playing football? Where was his football? He searched frantically, distressed, desperate. After seeing only water, he sank back down, unable to absorb the horror that had happened to them.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a busy morning. She had been looking at the front of the computer, and was already bored. There had been talks of and earthquake off the coast of Sumatra, but it was only 7.6 on the Richter Scale and off-shore, so no one had really bothered, least of all she. As she made her way to the coffee machine, Albert made a pass on her. Well, he made a pass on everybody, and she wasn’t the first, so she couldn’t be bothered. As she filled her cup with a coffee with loads of milk, phones started ringing. The frenzy that took place was insane. Machines jumped, computers flashed different screens at many times. As she hurried back to the table, she saw the computer showing her an 9.6 measurement of the Richter Scale off &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;West Sumatra&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Estimated dead, 100 000 and counting.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He could remember now. The huge, impounding waves, moving so fast he thought it was a speedboat. His friends, concentrating on the game, had not bothered. But he saw something different. He saw the wave of death. He screamed for everything to get out of the huts and to move away from the wave and ran himself, fearing, for the first time, of his life. Now, what he saw was what he does not like. He shivered, and wept uncontrollably as a straw ball floated past him.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She reproached herself. How could she not have seen this coming! A tsunami can very well be generated from a 7.5 earthquake, but from a 9.6? She banged the table again. She should have seen this coming, she should have she should have. But now, cause of her incredible negligence, thousands of people are feared dead, and many others missing. She can only do one thing. She marched into the manager’s office to ask for a week off.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When she reached Meulaboh, she searched high and low for any sort of life that may be still living. When she finally found somebody, miraculously it was a boy. She immediately beckoned the boy to come over, and offered him some food. She washed the now infected cut on the boy’s forehead, and applied ice over the bruise that had turned purple. When she finished, she saw the boy’s eyes. They were so forlorn, so lost. Never in her life had she felt so much of her heart going out for the boy. She’s got to take him back somewhat…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-111028849505430855?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/111028849505430855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=111028849505430855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111028849505430855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/111028849505430855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/03/gp.html' title='GP'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-110890841500863777</id><published>2005-02-20T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:06:55.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Priceless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Jack wakes up at home with a huge hangover after the night of his office Christmas party. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. Jack looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror, and notices a note on the table, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping-- Love you&lt;br /&gt; He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.&lt;br /&gt; Jack asks, "Son...what happened last night."&lt;br /&gt; Jack son answers "Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door!"&lt;br /&gt; Jack says, "So, why is everything in such perfect order, so clean, I have a red rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"&lt;br /&gt; His son replies, "Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed," 'Leave me alone, lady, I'm married!' "&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Broken furniture - $85.26&lt;br /&gt; Hot Breakfast - $4.20&lt;br /&gt; Red Rose bud -$3.00&lt;br /&gt; Two Aspirins -$0.38&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Saying the right thing, at the right time.........Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always fun, by www.amazingjokes.com again... better put this if not i might get sued for violating their copyright... hahax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINGAY WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOO FUN!!!! i was motivating down outside the Specialists Chopping Senter... and then we went like nth to do bfore the thing start... then we were like beating to the beat of the soccer match the starting... lolx... so funny... then when the thnig started thats when we warmed up to get crazy and fun loving... hahax... kallang wave all the way... lolx then when the floats start to come theats when we started screaming and cheering for the floats and performeers... ahahax... then people get a lot of free gifts i dun have.. loxl... then after the chingay thing ended... the fun reallt started!! heeheeheeheeheehee... we went back and grooved to the beat of YMCA, ironically, hahax... then later  right? when the thnig officially finish, we went crazy with taking photos and having fun... take and take and take until i got over 200 pictures of us having fun and posing for various shots.. hahax... then we found out we missed the last train!!! yikes!!! so so so so so sad lorx... but in the end we got supper and still had loads of fun... lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh oh!!! let me tell you smth very exciting on fri!! its was rainig cows and chickens mahx, so they were asking for people to pray for the rain to stop, so i volunteered lorx... hahax.. so i was praying earnestly and speaking in my tongues... then i asked for a sign that the rain will stop... then he gave me a sign that it WILL stop. then i was so happy, but then i got scared, cause i thought it may be after the parade then it will stop...so i asked God to stop the rain in half an hour's time... heeheehee... then i cheacked my watch.. its 1738hrs.. so i okie lorx... start eating dinner... then when one person came in(we were in a windowless room) to tell us that the rain had stopped, i was so happy, and then i checked my watch... its was 1807!! i was so so so so so happy and joyous that the Lord has given me such a sign.. hahax... Praise be to Him! yeahs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-110890841500863777?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/110890841500863777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=110890841500863777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110890841500863777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110890841500863777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/02/priceless-jack-wakes-up-at-home-with.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-110847376234165041</id><published>2005-02-15T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:22:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 4 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  4  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER why... hahahx... :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-110847376234165041?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/110847376234165041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=110847376234165041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110847376234165041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110847376234165041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-are-4-years-old-4-under-12-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-110727054068434294</id><published>2005-02-01T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T23:09:00.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17.5pt;"&gt;Trading in Innocence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;There she lay, on the cold, hard floor, her miniscule frame just peeking out of their tattered and torn blanket. She had a rough night, men so much bigger than her, asking for drinks and more. She had no idea why she was doing this anymore. Only brief memories of her parents remained. Now it was her master that hogged her mind. He was a monstrosity. Never had she been able to live through a day without being at the receiving end of a whip. Crying only helped her sleep, nothing more. Life was terrible. Why was she here? What purpose does she have? Will this be her livelihood in the future?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Suddenly the door jerked open. There he was, armed with a whip at hand. Apparently he seemed pleased, because of the broad grin, and anything that he has found happiness in would mean trouble for her and the rest of the girls with her. He scrutinized the room for a while, before pointing out her and another of the girls. She knew what was coming, something painful. She did not want to go. She tried helplessly to pull herself away, but two whips on the back later, she gave up, subdued. The master then half-dragged the two of them to another small room, where she met one of the “white-skins”. The “white-skin” grinned ceaselessly. Fear struck her heart. The master and the other man talked for a while. She could hear little phrases like, “only 6 and 8”, “still virgins”, and “pleased with them”. She and the other girl held each other for support, sticking close together. She did not want to imagine what was going to take place next. She wished so hard that the master and the “white-skin” would not strike a deal and stormed off angrily, then she would get spared at least another time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Sadly, it was not to be. The “white-skin” and the master shook hands, and the master came over and hit both their heads, telling them to stay there and take care of the customer. As the master walked out, the “white-skin” took hold of the two of them, and bared a lustful smile. Her screams were to be silenced, by the closing of the door…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;The child-sex trade today, is as rampant as it was before. Innocent girls were kidnapped, bribed and even sold to the child-sex trade. Innocent girls, who were supposed to be enjoying their childhood, are instead tortured and suffered through the ordeal of being raped countless times. Pimps bring the customers and even girls as young as 6 are seen as coveted treasures. Child prostitutes are being taught how to flirt with the customers and even forced to beg for the customers to make love to them. These girls have not even reached puberty, but because the demand from paedophiles from the West, this sex trade has, above all atrocities, thrived. Children should live in a world where they do not have to fear being dragged into different rooms and being raped relentlessly. How can we humans, treat other humans so disgustingly? If even the basic fundamental rules of humanity are to be overlooked, how can we say we live in peace? How can we be able to enjoy life when we know others are suffering, girls exploited by older men?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;This is where governments, organizations and non-profit groups like the Future Group, Agir pour les Femmes en Situation Precaire (AFESIP), and many others, come in. But this alone cannot curb the sex-trade. We have to do something about it. This concerns the very roots where we get our morals from. How can anyone say they are morally upright, if they turn a blind eye to this various atrocities? As part of humanity, we have to do what we can do. Stop paedophility. Donate for the girls to live a better life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Give them a new hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;This is my GP Journal, but i feel a need to express more. i feel so strongly abt this. Children, without an lively childhood like ours, are sentenced to live in this dark world. This should not be the case. I would have put something christian if i have no need of passing this up, but i have to. God does not want his children to suffer this way, not like this. They have done ntohnig wrong. Why subject them to this torture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;on a lighter note, yeah! i got over 50 JC1s for my bowling team!!! still not sure whether an half-life will take place , but now currently i'm happy with the amount of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-110727054068434294?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/110727054068434294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=110727054068434294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110727054068434294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110727054068434294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/02/trading-in-innocence-there-she-lay-on.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-110649132496861718</id><published>2005-01-23T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:42:04.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entering The Pearly Gates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; A minister dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy who's dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket, and jeans.&lt;br /&gt; Saint Peter addresses this guy, "Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?"&lt;br /&gt; The guy replies, "I'm Joe Cohen, taxi-driver, of Noo Yawk City."&lt;br /&gt; Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the taxi-driver, "Take this silken robe and golden staff and Enter the Kingdom."&lt;br /&gt; The taxi-driver goes into Heaven with his robe and staff.&lt;br /&gt; Next it's the minister's turn. He stands erect and booms out, "I am Joseph Snow, pastor of Saint Mary's for the last 43 years."&lt;br /&gt; Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the minister, "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom."&lt;br /&gt; "Just a minute," says the minister. "That man was a taxi-driver and he gets a silken robe and golden staff. How can this be?"&lt;br /&gt; "Up here, we work by results," says Saint Peter.&lt;br /&gt; "While you preached, people slept; while he drove, people prayed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally cracks me up man.. hahax... another reason for you NOT to sleep in sermons anymore... hahahax... you all know who you are. :) oh and this came from www.amazingjokes.com, and pls filter out the inappropriate stuff.. hehes.. oh and the Ignite! conference is great!!! instead of just a sprirtual cleansing, it gave you a goal, which is good because then this is one of the conferences where i can rememebr it vividly, cause of the whole new direct approach!! :))) hahax... okie... time for sch to start, time for tutorials to pour in, time for me to march back in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-110649132496861718?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/110649132496861718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=110649132496861718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110649132496861718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110649132496861718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/01/entering-pearly-gates-minister-dies.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-110597418945317337</id><published>2005-01-17T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T23:03:09.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe</title><content type='html'>hahax... i hate mercedes drivers!! they are kinda stuck up!!! here are three incidents why i dun like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. they think they own the road, which they don, like horning when you are abt to cross a very short path, where the main road is outside packed full of cars and stuff. THEN HE DUN LET ME CROSS!!! hahax.. although in the end i still crossed the road anyways, resulting in his incessant horning, still feeling a little pissed... Venue: Kovan SuperBowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i was cycling past a junction, then got a lot of cars park outside, so i have to "siam" it, then this mercedes suddenly open the car door!!! then i brake and "siam" further, until i almost fell(but i didnt, due to low CG), then the guy there had the audacity to start scolding and shouting profanities at me!! say i nv look and yadda yadda, i mean!! i cant even see you in your infinitesmal back mirrors, and i was travelling at a relatively faster speed than your stationary car!! aahx!! maybe think of looking out before opening the car door!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. one mercedes driver hit a dog outside my house and said its not his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.., but kind as i am i can forgive... hehes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-110597418945317337?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/110597418945317337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=110597418945317337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110597418945317337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110597418945317337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2005/01/hehe.html' title='hehe'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-110407218046631118</id><published>2004-12-26T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T22:43:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog layout!</title><content type='html'>yeahs man i'm back with a whole new blog layout! haha.. is it cool? pls tell me yes, and regarding the help i asked for pertianing to the template, one of my friends, chang xiang helped me out with his supposed "magical" abilities on the template and helped me out! thanks man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now about this month. WOW, very happy and very painful things happened to me this month. hahax.. lemme elaborate. firstly, 8th dec!!!! eyahs!!!! my b'dae!!! thansk for everybody who have given me pressies, sent me b'dae SMSes, wrote me testimonials in friendster, and the like! yeahs!! oh, and i spent my b'dae with 7 awesome people(jacinta, daniel yam, isAAc, marc wan, lawrence, and joelyn) cause mainly we had to rehearse the skit for the takashimaya Celebrate Christmas in Singapore SKIT!!! wahahax... hahax, thats is anotehr highlight, so i talk abt it later. then... ZONE camp!!! 2 days 2 nights of fun and laughter, lolx.. but camps always never give you good food, haix... why why WHY!!! all the camps i organised all got more decent food lorx.. although my scouts had to cook for themselves but maggi mee is certianly a better choice! hahax... back to topic.. the TAKASHIMAYA CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS IN SINGAPORE!! i was doing the skit for the night, so sad that every1 i asked to come couldnt go cause of the late timing, and many of those i forgot to ask to go could go! arghx... anyways the skit was a blast and many people seemed to like my character cause its so cute and adorable!! hahax.. kidding.. i was supposed to look like a kid, which i did, and i can do a cute little kiddy voice then many people find it hard to resist! heehee... then all of the actors really acted out their part really well.. and yahx... dun blame if i'm with you and i do stupid things, cause i already acted like a kiddo on the styreets in taka, so i'm almost immune to SHAME.. and if you want me to do that kiddy voice you can always ask me... hehe... i'm immune to shame... lolx... anyways... we then move on to 25th dec! CHRISTMAS!!! THE REASON FOR THE SEASON!!! WAHAHAHS... we had fun in christmas service, and seeing all my friends getting baptised in water really makes me feel great manx! oh yahx... 25th dec 2004, i will remember this date manx.. I GOT HIT BY A CAR!! hehes... i'm serious no joke.. but if i see you and you ask me then i tell you, i think i tell dunno how many people liaox... but how many tiems you get hit by a car on christmas! not that i want to get hit again though.. hahax.. thank God i nv hit my head or anythg if not i no need go sch liaox for a long time.. hehes... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are my highs and lows of my month... hehes... love to blog again, but the pressures of sch are starting to build up, so when that happens i mgith be blogging lesser of even more.. hahax.. till then... cya all and have a wonderful Christmas! and a happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-110407218046631118?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/110407218046631118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=110407218046631118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110407218046631118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110407218046631118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-blog-layout.html' title='new blog layout!'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-110234319784972398</id><published>2004-12-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:26:37.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo!</title><content type='html'>yo! i'm back, after a long long absence! hahax... tell you all abt my holidays... hahax... so far that is to say.. lolx.. well.. its been a qutie ok holiday, totally no stress and stuff... hahax.. but i have to start bucking up my work liaox.. hahax.. cannot fail again... haix.. anyways.. my lfie so far after promos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a lot of fun, hahax.. most prominent are definitely my camps and stuff, amongst otehrs. anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Camp: CCA Leader's Training Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so apprehensive of the thing lorx... hahax... like where the hell is May adventure camp? then they started off by putting us in groups. which was by the way one of the worst moments of the camp, where they put me in group 2. i was understandably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt;. when i saw the group i felt that i can never connect with them. lolx... thats when rumours went rife that the first group  was not our group totally. i was so happy(sorry for those who were in my group 2, but i cant help it, i was so far away. haha) and that i was hoping for a change! hahax... and so... they did... lolx... so i got put in an crazy group(which was, by the way, totally my type, haha). like there's 2 rugby boys(if you misspelled rugby you might get ruby, hahax digressing) and otehr totally insan-o-matic people in the group, hahax... thats when we started clicking.. hahax.. then we had to find the MAY adventure camp, omg. after gonig a few checkpoints that is. unfortunately, we were the first team to go off, the last team to arrive. hahax how can that happen? well, we made a "smart" decision to take a bus! hahax.. then we missed the bus and well we became last! as usual. otehr groups took a taxi so you cant actually blame us for losing right? celine was so "angry". lolx. then we went into one of the courses that MAy adventure camp had. which was high elements. i was omg.. and ironically the first station we went to was one of my more physically demanding, as least to me. we went to the vertical challenge, which was to climb up one side, corss over to the other via rock climbing wall, and to go down. ARGHX!!! my hands got CRAMPED!! how many times do you get cramped hands? i can even count using my fingers on the CRAMPED hand! arghx!! after that incident(which i passed thank God!), the rest was about your own confidence liaox, so i well, took my time to pass it all.. hahax... then it was dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me digress, EEUUWW. period. poor food. the rice was like in chunks, and i had to put so much of the bland gravy to soften it all till it looks like "mui fan". hahax.. then it was lecture time.Yes. a lecture by Mr. B. Tan. dun laugh. then he was talking about a topic called TLC. guys what do you think that was? thats was i thought too. hahax... until he went Teamwork LEadership and Communication. hahax... then we spent like abt 30mins to finish the whole lecture and then we had a discussion on whether we had a school spirit in our school, and i decided not to bore you with details, so lets move on. then we ahd a night activity.. hahax.. to improve our trust with our team mates or smth. hahax.. then we slept. oh did i mention? my bed broke. lolx.. dun laugh. i didnt do anythg! then i spent the night on the floor.. ahhax... it wasnt so bad anyways... hahax... &lt;br /&gt;then the next day we went for low elements.. hahax.. so fun. i now then realise Yee Tat work out can use for smth. hahax.. hahaz... low elements are low elements, nth to say... lolx.. tehn we had lunch(which was mundanely edible), then it was presentation time.. hahax.. of our ideas that we put across during the lecture thingy, THEN it was home sweet home.. hahax.. but before that Linesh, Seng Siong, Yee Tat, and myself went for a snack at Mac. lolx... THEN we went home.. lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Camp: Touch Community Services Children Camp @River Valley Primary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax... typnig my life away here. allright here goes. this just happened last week, and the leaders camp 2 weeks ago. hahx.. okie. we were supposed to reach there at 7. but somehow we got there at ard 3. lolx.. then we kena conned to doing a skit for the children at the end of the thing. then at 7, the rest came to the school and then we started to learn the mass dance, ironically by Yee Jean. pls hold, hahahahahaahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahaahx... okie back to topic. the dance was sooo difficult to learn and some of the moves are quite provocative at first. but then we took out some omves, and generally made it easier for them to learn easier, and for us too. hahax.. then we ahd our lights off. after that, our dai dee session really started, which changed to blackjack cause to the sudden interest from many other people with cards. lolx.. but well, serious lights off was at 1230, so we slept, but surprisingly i couldnt sleep a wink. mainly because of stupid marshall and yen ming. first i slept for one hour, where i ehard them singing away, like late night Kbox. so i struggled to sleep. lolx.. then when i managed to sleep a wink, which was two hours later, they woke me up with their version of "shape of my heart", then "unbreak my heart". arghx!!! then i move further to hear less of them, then the trouble really started. THEY SET THEIR ALARM CLOCKS AT 5, WHEN I WANTED TO WAKE UP AT 6!thats not the worst part, when they had finally slept, which was ard 330, then most likely they could sleep like pigs, so in the end i was the only one who responded to the stupid 500 alarm!!! then they had anotehr one at 515!!! and i was still the only one who woke up!!! and the kind soul i am, i turned it off for them and for the benefit of myself! then i couldnt get back to sleep any longer, then jian cheng was like a very fat pig like that, though he didnt snore. then in the end i was the one who got the least sleep, lolx. then day number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids came in, and i, marshall and yen ming were in the same group, and then we found out that there are 6 girls, and no guys in our group! oh no! hahax.. but for their age, guys and girls are alomst the same. hahax... which was lucky, because i know i was very naughty at age 9. lolx.. so we had icebreakers and stuff. then we had lunch. WHAT ON EARTH!!! IS THERE  A CAMP WHERE THERE'S PROPER FOOD!!! the rice is one huge chunk, then the chicken's hard, and the vegetarian in our camp didnt even like the veggies!! thats how bad it is!!! yikes! lousy caterer!! anyways to cut the lnog long story about food short, it was the same throughout. lolx.. cept for breakfast, where i get to make my own stuff to eat.. hahax.. for the frist day, the kids had an event called the station games. hahax.. i was the games i/c, with jian cheng, and we were manning a station. the kids who come are very fun to play, absorb stuff really well. lolx.. even my long lnog story about the game they still can answer my questions.. hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, we went to collect old clothes. hahax... the condo we went to was so creepy until people get scared. hahax.. then the kids did eveyrthing themselves, from asking for old clothes to carrying them to bringing back, and i must say they are quite independent. hahax.. maybe aside from some who never slept on their own before. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3. the amazing race. hahaz. dun want to say lahx... my team didnt do very well. hahax.. and cause i was the game i/c i cant be with them. haixx.. then it was the lamest thing ever. RVPS Idol. arghx! hahax.. then we did our skit lorx.. they say very funny, but they nv laugh. hahax.. diaox right?then it was home sweet home.. lolx.. finally.. hahax... then i went home, AND TAUFIK WON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahs... there's still a zone camp comnig up this sunday, from church, so i'll blog abt that next time yahx? hahax.. i think this is my longest blog entree i ever written thus far.. hahax.. and today i went with jian cheng to buy shoes! hahax.. he got a supposedly limited edition of a nike dunk low. lolx.. then my new shoe name very fun to play with... its da Climacool Solar! lolx.. and we overheard some guy obviousl trying to be sophiscated say,"Today is a good, fine weather..." then we people taking GP almost laugh at him. then jian cheng was like saying if you take out the adjectives you will get "today is a weather!" totally cracks me up man. allright, cya later peeps! ta-ta!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i know got a lot of spellnig errors, so bear with me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-110234319784972398?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/110234319784972398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=110234319784972398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110234319784972398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/110234319784972398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/12/yo.html' title='Yo!'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109923945591879390</id><published>2004-10-31T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T00:17:35.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got promoted!</title><content type='html'>hahax.. lately haen been blogging... cause i am very very very busy with an omnious thing called PW, or more specifically, OP, or EVEN more molecurally(is there such a word?), Oral presentation... yikes... so terrible.. but i am really sick of PW, so i thought, heck let just finish this once and for all.. lolx... so i worked and worked and worked so not very hard(very half-heartedly), and did the part that i was supposed to do. hahaz... it will be on tuesday... hahax.. very nervous... but still, i want this to end... hahahx... no more PW!!! and then, i can suan whoever takes PW mext year... muahahahahahahahahx... hahax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahx... i'm promoted!!! hahax.. a bio pass and the AO pass in both GP and chem secured my promotion... yays!!1 happy days!! however the results aint so good, have to work harder during the holidays to buck up, and evil them put a common test on the first week of our returning... how evil... but still.. i am going to try to pass all three of my As... lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have lotsa camps and bbqs during the month, on the 12-14nov i got my church camp, and itself has a bbq, and before that i have my sister's b'dae party, which ALSO has a bbq, and on the 16/17 nov, i have yet a bbq!!! this time with my claz... then on the 22nd to 23rd nov i got CCA leaders training camp!! can you imagine me wearing track pants? oh no i cant do that myself... its so hot in that! cant imagine people like to wear that. lolx. then on the 28 nov and the 1st dec, i have a touch community camp, and then its like clashing with my OGL camp... my gosh... i wanted to go for both so much that i wanted to pia to the OGL camp right after the touch camp!! hahax.. really i can ta han that.. but now duno wad thing then they forced me to leave!! but luckily i presented my case to the vice-head of the student council, who apparently did not know what was going on, i might still have a chance! jian cheng! still got chance!! lolx... hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly long entry, because of the long long long time i haven been blogging... i must not be another Zhongwei... lolx... oh yeahs.. my target for my weight by the end of dec... 68kg!&lt;br /&gt;seems unlikely, but if you do not aim for the starts you wont fall on the moon if you really fall right? now i'm like 75kg, and very short.. lolx.. seems even more unlikely when there are so many bbqs and camps... lolx... i will work harder! if i cant slim down i will start toning my body! hahahahahx... allright... will blog soon! hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109923945591879390?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109923945591879390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109923945591879390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109923945591879390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109923945591879390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-got-promoted.html' title='i got promoted!'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109870535679142298</id><published>2004-10-25T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T19:55:56.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pls leave a tag.. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109870535679142298?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109870535679142298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109870535679142298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109870535679142298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109870535679142298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/pls-leave-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109811060982717135</id><published>2004-10-18T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T22:43:29.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lurve it when there's nothing to be done... hahax... but then wednesday... its a sad day for many... for me too... all my results will be returned back on wednesday... i feel scared... that i might have to retain... however, if i really retain i will go overseas to continue, not gonig to waste some more time to retain again... lolx... okie... more light hearted stuff... i got my new ball on Saturday! its a Bowling ball mind you... anyways, its a mid to high range kind of ball and its 14 pounds!! and its like a huge change from my old ball which was a lowly 12 pounds... hahax... it has a cool name too... its called SHOCK, created by Columbia 300... hahaz... its a new ball man... hahax... cool stuff.. hooks so much more... hahax... okie.. shant talk so much... go play with my new Bowling Ball, and pray for my results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109811060982717135?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109811060982717135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109811060982717135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109811060982717135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109811060982717135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-lurve-it-when-theres-nothing-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109759452234342763</id><published>2004-10-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T23:22:02.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAHS!!! PROMOS ARE OVER!</title><content type='html'>hahaz apparently ths lack of blogging from many many of my friends was due to their finishing of their exams! yeahs!! hahax... well, i had three very terrible subjects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio: not sure whether can pass...&lt;br /&gt;Chem: seems like i will die...&lt;br /&gt;Maths (C): enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... had such a fun time.. play pool, play LAN, just go and chill around... imagine the bliss of having nothing in your mind except play play play... hahax.. then had some post promos thingy? hahaz.. for monday and tuesday... the start was extremely boring... yawnx... its was some sports psycho thingy, then we had games... hahax.. our Bowling team rox!! hahx... even if we nv win, no worries! we had fun, we did it as a team, whats wrong? lolx... then would like to comment of the netball girls(i mean, there's no boys, but...). they are soo cute... hahaz... cute as in their character, we were playing wad, distracting opponent by screaming, while screaming at your blind-folded member to get the wadever, yadda yadda yadda... hahax... then they were like "AAHX!!!" at my ears, till it had gone like deaf or smth, but then we had a distinct advantage, which is we have both boys and girls...muahahx... how we have an advantage find out yourselves.. then they were like screaming and shouting... lolx... you have to imagine the scene there lahx... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity the JC2s... lolx... having to study with all that racket... it was actually the most interesting game we have, two teams, playing purely for fun... not to have the recognition of being the best grp there is.. adds a lot yahx? then we were like really into it, even though it was a stupid game, so i believed it is the attitude... hahahx... i think it was the only time i really opened my "legendary" mouth to scream cheers manx... once in orientation i almost died of sore throat, lucky now never mind... hahahahax... so then we were exchanging compliments by cheering, they were like saying "oh, bowling is the nicest CCA we ever met so far." hahax.. so honoured... lolx... wad can i say? i AM the bowling capt after all.. lolx... overall i think soccer won the whole promos thingy... but who cares? the effect is still there... hahax... but however i dun feel my facilitator is really a facilitator by task, but only by name. he/she wasnt really leading us... nv enocuraged, to my opinion, i think she only somehow "serving" us... no offence to him/her, i think the LTC did i good job(cept for some parts), but then being in LTC proves somethnig about you.... if you nv show it out then wadz the point of the LTC? you are a leader, Lead. Espiecally in the apporiate(wadever its spelled) way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax... so serious... hahaz... then the forum... we kana faked into going for it... hahax... but then still a fruitful session though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering... why do i feel that our SRJC sapphire rovers are like nothing compared to anywhere else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109759452234342763?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109759452234342763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109759452234342763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109759452234342763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109759452234342763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/yeahs-promos-are-over.html' title='YEAHS!!! PROMOS ARE OVER!'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109707628234274011</id><published>2004-10-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:24:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahax... that was not a good gauge of whether you are really evil... lolx... but still no body is perfect... and only God can gauge true evil.. hahax&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109707628234274011?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109707628234274011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109707628234274011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109707628234274011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109707628234274011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/hahax.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109707598478976424</id><published>2004-10-06T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:19:44.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 9% evil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" target="_"&gt;&lt;!-- Image here! --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an Angel. I rarely sin which makes my life pretty boring. But if there is a god he will likely reward me in the afterlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" target="_"&gt;Are you evil?&lt;/a&gt; find out at &lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com" target="_"&gt;Hilowitz.com&lt;/a&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/7599164-109707598478976424?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109707598478976424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109707598478976424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109707598478976424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109707598478976424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-am-9-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109698943650022652</id><published>2004-10-05T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T23:17:16.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promos</title><content type='html'>haix... so sad... i am seriously gonig to die in promos... its so scary that i have to retain... every paper i take all seem to have failed in some way or another...i feel so sad and scared... if i had to be retained, i think i would be letting myself down in a big way... haix... so sad... hmmm... YL told me bfore, if we were stranded in an island, and you have coconuts, a chem textbk and a bio textbk, then you picked them up one year later, that guy/girl will become scholar in Chemistry and Biology... that would be so cool... however, it also means the very very very very top standard in scholars, whcih we fall short of... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wadever, i leave my promos to God, wish he will turn it around manx... or i will let him decide on my future... anyways, what will it cost to study overseas? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109698943650022652?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109698943650022652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109698943650022652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109698943650022652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109698943650022652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/promos_109698943650022652.html' title='promos'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109698942769303103</id><published>2004-10-05T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T23:17:07.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promos</title><content type='html'>haix... so sad... i am seriously gonig to die in promos... its so scary that i have to retain... every paper i take all seem to have failed in some way or another...i feel so sad and scared... if i had to be retained, i think i would be letting myself down in a big way... haix... so sad... hmmm... YL told me bfore, if we were stranded in an island, and you have coconuts, a chem textbk and a bio textbk, then you picked them up one year later, that guy/girl will become scholar in Chemistry and Biology... that would be so cool... however, it also means the very very very very top standard in scholars, whcih we fall short of... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wadever, i leave my promos to God, wish he will turn it around manx... or i will let him decide on my future... anyways, what will it cost to study overseas? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109698942769303103?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109698942769303103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109698942769303103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109698942769303103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109698942769303103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/10/promos_109698942769303103.html' title='promos'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109638548737093073</id><published>2004-09-28T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T23:31:27.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promos</title><content type='html'>oh no just two days left to the fear-inspiring promos!!! i need mental guidance! lolx... frankly i'm afraid that i cant get to JC2, cause of the stress and all... retention had never look so easy, as my friend said.. hahax...  in any case, i'm prepared for it... lolx... hmmm... wont be blogging for a while again hahaz... will blog about wad i did during sunday and monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1S08 gang of 5 eligible bachelors(save for LS), went to my house for a ONS(overnight study scheme-- as said by bok)!! so we met as ard 6 to buy food supplies back to our abode(my house) and then we rushed back for YU TIAN TU LONG JI!!! yeahs!!! then after watchnig jia jing wen, we start to crank our gears for studying, but mine WAS rusty(as always), so we start by turnnig on my dear com and start d/ling all sorts of stuff, Like Shattered Galaxys, and C&amp;C Generals(we build for china), yeahs then we start studying.. however, after an hour of studying, we were bored, so zhonwei started to play with Bok's hp, then wa la! we found Xena's phone number in an instant, and we CALLed her! oh no! then Bok was like shocked and sure enough, he offed it immediately, and that was the start of laughter... hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause Xena started calling back!!! hahax... Bok was like arghx... sh1t sh1t sh1t... hahaz then we were laughing at hie exasperation, which was so funny, lolx... in total Xena called like abt 6 times! hahax.. cool stuff... then we started to prank call yee jean, hahaz but i think she knew immediately... lolx... then we prank sms our kewl Chem teacher mdm KohLK... lolx then our teacher still replied... lolx.. this is fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ard 1230, i started losing concentration, and my biology MCQ paper took so long to complete and by that time i couldnt think anymore, so i watched Zhongwei play his Shattered Galaxy(ZW had given up quite long ago), hahax.. then at ard 3, C&amp;amp;C Generals d/led finished... lolx... all wanted to play... hahax... i was significantly tired, so i went to sleep, hehes... at ard 430, then i woke up at 800, played a little C&amp;amp;C for myself, then it was home time for LS and Bok, then we stoned till 200 then we played LAN at a place nearby my house, played for three hours, and then we bid goodbye... hahx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS PROMOS OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... as i said earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109638548737093073?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109638548737093073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109638548737093073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109638548737093073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109638548737093073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/09/promos.html' title='promos'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109560977493774659</id><published>2004-09-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T00:02:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>haix... bored while waiting for wati to type finish her written report while i will help her print, when i am not in HER group... see? such a good friend, where to find.. lolx... been waiting since ard 1030, but i good man i wait... hahax... yeahx... just had my weekly dosage of Yu Tian Tu Long Ji(The Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre), and Xi Yuan Lu Er(Witness to a Confession Part 2). lolx... all the plots are thickening. why worm so bad? why Zhuo Zhiruo, chief of E-mei Sect, resort to such trickery just to fulfil her master's wish? maybe its about greed. maybe its all abt greed. all seeking for fame and fortune but forgetting their moral values and chilvalry on the way. disciples framing their teachers, betraying the one she loved for a manual, hahax... no wonder the shows so nice... i in dilemma always... hahax... to watch what show? hahax... my new tv solved part of the porblem, by letting me watch both the channels on one scrren, so i can enjoy both, but surely only one audio is allowed... hahax... so my dad bought an home system, but now got both audio, sometimes i get really confused as to who's talking and who's not... lolx. but in the end i chose to watch yu tian tu long ji, because of one person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHAO MIN!! or Jia Jing Wen, or Alyssa Chia... lolx... she's soooooo cutEeEeEe!!! hahax... her acting also not bad, and her voice sounds the part too... act cute act cute one... hahax... but so sad... the episode she kana framed because of ZHUO ZHI RUO!!! arghx... hahax... like to see how they discover zhuo zhiruo as the culprit... hahax.. till then(or maybe later in the week), watch me anguish about her "ke-lian"ness (helpless)... ahhax... but promos coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109560977493774659?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109560977493774659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109560977493774659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109560977493774659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109560977493774659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109525336302663776</id><published>2004-09-15T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T21:02:43.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmpf</title><content type='html'>sian.........................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been suffering from lacking of sleep lately. lolx... hey... tell you abt the wonderful story about a guy who got AO for the midyear, but then picked himself up, and thus now he is sitting tops in his class... well not exactly tops but great nonetheless. hehex.. okok i was joking, that guy was me.. lolx.. my chem lorx... i got a AO for midyear, manily because i could not cope with three A subjects and tutorials and that part of the year was totally slack... hahaz.. but now it CHANGED! muahahahz... not for my chem equilibrium test, muahahahaz... i got A!! wow!!! say with me... wahhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahz... but then that test was easy to understand, but easy to get tricked, lolx... hahaz... i hope promos just as easy, then that can ensure me safe passage to JC2.. hehex... to those taking "O"s this year, Good luck! mainly to my scout sec fours[jing xuan, ze hou, kok wai, kangwei(i doubt he used msn)], to those guides i know... like yizhin, hmmm.. okie, thats all i think i know, those from church, (isaac, jing shiuan, jingyu, kailing, lynn, jonathan, hmmm... dunno who else), and my BEST friend Yuanling!!! and those taking "A"s this year(Anthony, xueyan, xide, gary, and many many more, i will be taking the same route too! lolx). yeahx.. here's is what i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK!!! THIS YEAR'S "O" MAY BE HARD BUT WITH DETERMINATION, HARD WORK, AND THE GRACE OF GOD, YOU WILL GET THROUGH IT!!! JIA YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx.. hope that spur you on, if it did not, tell me... i will personally shout to you... lolx... okie... read finish already go study.. lolx... cyA guys later.  bb for now.. lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109525336302663776?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109525336302663776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109525336302663776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109525336302663776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109525336302663776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmpf.html' title='hmpf'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109500159718662654</id><published>2004-09-12T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T23:06:37.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch starting</title><content type='html'>haix... after an relatively short day, its back to work, and i havent done anythg!!! almost zip, zilch, zippal!!! but its not because of the lack of trying. i did try, on monday, to do whatever the teacxher asked, but sadly i just cant get the right mindset to do, lemme elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY: dun understand respiration and by the time i tried evolution, my mind thinknig abt playg liaox, because of the brain drain trying to understand respiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY: only understood the first three quests of tutorial, the rest was downhill, couldnt understand the titrations and thus didnt do a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH "C": Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i managed to do was my written report of PW, but then that doesnt count for much, doesnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109500159718662654?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109500159718662654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109500159718662654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109500159718662654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109500159718662654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/09/sch-starting.html' title='sch starting'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109457165307536920</id><published>2004-09-07T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T23:40:53.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaz... wadz with bachelorette?</title><content type='html'>bye bye sitcoms, hello reality tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY!!! cant it be hello sitcoms, wadz reality tv?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookie bachelorette for one fine example, or bachelor for that matter. do you really think people will fall in love with each other, when either one of them has been either going out with several other people, having fun without you, AND MAKING OUT!!! thats not all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW IT ALL!!! YOU KNOW THAT SHE WILL BE GOING OUT, HAVING FUN, AND MAKING OUT!!! america is seriously warped. how can you make love, an divine and respected subject, to be manipulated and controlled by an rose? how would you feel if the person you love is kissing someone else, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but it is not an affair? &lt;/span&gt;all the company ever wants is ratings and more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets remember the good old sitcom, i still like becker, everybody loves raymond, and so many else. ESP friends... they closing their final season next week, but i cant wait but i dont want it to be the last. I'm sure many of you would feel the same. 10 years dedicated to making people laugh and enjoying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you prefer? a sitcom which can keep your stress away, or reality tv? which looks at moral values being destroyed and hypocrism aplenty? think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is reality tv really hot? my answer is nope, it might be not but it will never be always, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i got my 42" inch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plasma&lt;/span&gt; tv today!!! Muahahahahahahaah!!! :PpPpPpPpPpPpPpPpPpPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109457165307536920?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109457165307536920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109457165307536920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109457165307536920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109457165307536920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/09/hahaz-wadz-with-bachelorette.html' title='hahaz... wadz with bachelorette?'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109387734430453482</id><published>2004-08-30T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T22:49:04.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things i do...</title><content type='html'>hey... i did smth stupid today... no one can beat that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it  unfortunately fell during lunch hour today. i was not eating, but i have an knack of "koping" people's food while they are eating and that was the case. I saw my friend Glen at the upper level mahz... so i shun bian go and steal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went up and then i saw a full plate of vegetarian bee hoon waiting for my fingers, so i swooped down immediately to snatch the crispy stuff... the i grab lahz... then i walk towards my other friend Jian Cheng who was at his side. then suddenly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoooooom! Piak! A peanut hit my face!!! i was like who on earth... then i saw my friend Glen throwing peanut at me... then i was like wah laoz... when i suddenly realized something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK THE FOOD OF SOMEONE I DON KNOW WHICH I THOUGHT WAS MY FRIEND'S FOOD!!! then i was like... words cannot decribe my awkwardness then... it was so funny then... of course i said sorry lahz... who so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;well if you got any of this stupid things people do... pls, add to my collection of stories... hahaz... allright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if you don understand, feel free to msg me on Msn so i can tell you about the happenings... it was so hilarious then, maybe telling it to someone doesnt have the same effect, but still... hehehx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109387734430453482?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109387734430453482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109387734430453482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109387734430453482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109387734430453482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/things-i-do.html' title='the things i do...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109361806809121196</id><published>2004-08-27T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T22:48:05.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spammer!!!</title><content type='html'>that lil crazy kingston... he was the one posting the stupid things on the tagboard only no one will do... hahaz... believe the blog master... not some idiotic no-gooder... thanks.. oh did i say he's name was kingston?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109361806809121196?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109361806809121196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109361806809121196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109361806809121196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109361806809121196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/spammer.html' title='spammer!!!'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109344264148922886</id><published>2004-08-25T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T22:04:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate</title><content type='html'>haiz... so many things to do, so little time... just asking... how can we do my written report, evaluation of source, SRJC bowling contact list, and an Bio worksheet in just two hours?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm here blogging... wahahahahhahahaz... okie... tell me i have no time management i don care... but i rule! wahahaz... anywayz... today bowling stinks... i lost my hook, and the ball does not follow my hand... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhongwei finally said "hi" to maxi today... kudos to him... i mean finally? after over 10 chances? hahahahaz... Mr. Bok got sick, with a high of 39.1 degrees? and then i hear him going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i very strong one, no need to go back home..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean what on earth? no reason to say you strong now right? i mean sick then sick lahz... no need to act macho... hahahz... i guess we have a men's pride after all... girls don puke, i know you want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yahz... remember the time i said my math marks for my mid-year, i got 7/70? haiz... those were the days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY COMMON TEST!!!!!! WOOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahz.... thast not a lot anyways... hahahz okie... better go off liaoz... later my PW mates kill me.... hahahz... man... me like bulldozer in PW like that... everything i do... but well... everyone has their own things to do, so cant complain right? hehex.... yeahz... 31st august, pple of ZHSS listen up!!! go back to sec sch lahz...wahahaz... i want to complain to Mr. Koh about my lousy GP teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109344264148922886?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109344264148922886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109344264148922886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109344264148922886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109344264148922886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-hate.html' title='i hate'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109267151400246696</id><published>2004-08-16T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T23:51:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*hehe*</title><content type='html'>hey... long time no blog... hahaz... well this time was a tad better than last time's whining... hahaz.. sunday's song ci was great! yeahz.. the dragon sabre and heavenly sword thingy is also very good... they are all getting better... hmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what happened today? wahahahahaz... the infamous common test was here, but you know what happened afterward? hahaz nothing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh? nothing you say? yes nothing!!! i mean that we can go home after and 1hr 30mins paper!!! wahahahahahahahahahahaz... (-:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles... tomorrow will be tuesday, one day closer to bowling... hahaz... better work out what happened to my angle on wednesday... till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109267151400246696?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109267151400246696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109267151400246696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109267151400246696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109267151400246696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/hehe.html' title='*hehe*'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109232340247496449</id><published>2004-08-12T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T23:10:02.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so tired...</title><content type='html'>why does being in a JC seem so tired? its not exactly very demanding, just school until 5 everyday, and CCAs everywhere. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note... i just lost my bowling pin i got today... TODAY!!! ARGHX!!! MY COLLEGE COLLAR PIN I STILL HAVE BUT BOWLING PIN I LOSE IN ONE DAY!!!! AAAAAHHHZZ!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now have to buy another one... wah laoz... this sucks... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day is only be complete when i buy my pin and i found my other pin... that will be totally... well... i'll save it for parties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired... yesterday bowling training was tiring... it was about keeping your balance and bowl at the same time... but the side effect was that your fingers will seriously ache... but then later you can hook like crazy... hahaz... i finally did not use my mecha tecter(hand guard) and still bowl a good game... hahz.. 201 to be exact... poor Suen.. to think she wanted me to just get a normal game? hahaz... fat hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahz.. never mentioned to you who are my fellow Ex-Co members in Bowling? well, they are me, Iskander is the vice-captain, Jixiang the secretary, and Charis the treasurer... yupz.. thats it... till then... This EX-CO is gonna Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109232340247496449?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109232340247496449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109232340247496449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109232340247496449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109232340247496449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-tired.html' title='so tired...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109197754539901698</id><published>2004-08-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T23:05:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/Acting%20ugly.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/Acting%20ugly.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me trying to pucker up, but obviously with absymal results... hahahahz&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109197754539901698?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109197754539901698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109197754539901698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109197754539901698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109197754539901698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/me-trying-to-pucker-up-but-obviously.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109197701344267988</id><published>2004-08-08T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T22:56:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics...</title><content type='html'>hey... i'm been wondering why people put so much lyrics on their sites? aint blogs supposed to be a electronic diary or something? huh? how come people like to put lyrics? no they don look sophisticated... hmmx... wonder why i asked this quest? lookie this blog... www.apunkrocklife.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS FULL OF LYRICS AND NOTHING ELSE!!! wad for? wad for!!! hahaz... this week was crap... although when i played my bowling yesterday it was quite all right. just an average of 180 nth much... wahahaz... hmmm.. and missy yuanling pang seh me again... hahaz... haiz... okie... nth much to write about... hahaz... might post some picture again... who knowS? hahaz till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109197701344267988?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109197701344267988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109197701344267988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109197701344267988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109197701344267988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/lyrics.html' title='lyrics...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109162415775569081</id><published>2004-08-04T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T20:55:57.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/DVC00077.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/DVC00077.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh wow... taken in my scouts orientation camp... ooh wow... what were they doing? still looking so passionate at the first place, then still got hand on the other person somemore... hahaz... NO LAHZ!!! they eating apple, but cannot use hand... so like that lorz... wahahahazzz&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109162415775569081?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109162415775569081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109162415775569081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109162415775569081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109162415775569081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/ooh-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109162406280270848</id><published>2004-08-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T20:54:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/Zhu%20zheng.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/Zhu%20zheng.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh... my friend is looking at youuu... haha those eyes are misleading.... you are feeling sleepy... you are now under my control... wahhahaz... Lame lahz...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109162406280270848?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109162406280270848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109162406280270848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109162406280270848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109162406280270848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/ohoh.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109162398424359137</id><published>2004-08-04T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T20:53:04.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/How%20sad.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/235/1283/320/How%20sad.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahz.... my friend on his birthday... sad case... but cannot beat what my friends to the birthday boy on his bdae... you know the tree? you know the rest...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109162398424359137?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109162398424359137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109162398424359137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109162398424359137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109162398424359137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/hahahz.html' title=''/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109153945267264120</id><published>2004-08-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T21:24:12.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad a busy week</title><content type='html'>this week is very busy... haiz... on monday i had NDP rehearsal... FULL DRESS... omigosh... thats not all, on tuesday i had chem test!!! wad the... on wednesday, i had NDP rehearsal again, FULL DRESS!!! WL(i'm running out of exclaimations here..) on thurs, well... all my extra lessons are crammed here... haiz... on friday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!! yesh~!! NATIONAL DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HALF DAY OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAHZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i have to march... damn... but nvm its still HALF DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaz... i like exclaimations... did i say i was lacking in them? i doubt so... ops!&lt;br /&gt;haha but i have to march on that day... oh shucks... but what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT SUN MON AND TUES ARE OFF TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHZ~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity those who are working their bottoms off... hahaz... they never get such freebies like this... just some day leave or something right? hahaz... wonder what i should do on the long holidays... i know monday tues for studying... but the weekends... wahahahahahahahahz... i cant stop laughing... cause two more days... TWO MORE DAYS!!!! hahhaz... yeahz... will blog about something scary tommorrow... stay tuned!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109153945267264120?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109153945267264120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109153945267264120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109153945267264120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109153945267264120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/08/wad-busy-week.html' title='wad a busy week'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109124030250464379</id><published>2004-07-31T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T10:18:22.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm scared</title><content type='html'>OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! today is parent's day!!!!!!!!!!!! aaahz!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can it be a premonition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am i still dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck no! oh no... i can imagine wad my dad is gonig to say of my results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$^%#^%^%$^&amp;%@#$$$#^%&amp;amp;$&amp;#^&amp;amp;^*^*%&amp;@$^@!$@#%@&amp;amp;%^#@%@!%&amp;#@%&amp;amp;!*%&amp;amp;@!%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethnig like that... hmx... so sad... i leave it to God how will my dad react. Oh yeahz... yesterday was my 2.4 km run... i cnat believe it... i never train for a few months i failed the test... the last time i did it i got 12:41! hahaz now i got 14:07, but the strange fact is i got second in my group... hahahz... but then i think my group quite unfit, so that doesnt count...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its parents day!!! haha okie... shall stop blogging... i going to bowling... (yeah!) and then meet me "doom" there... haha till then, if i survive.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109124030250464379?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109124030250464379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109124030250464379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109124030250464379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109124030250464379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-scared.html' title='i&apos;m scared'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109102765113999942</id><published>2004-07-28T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T23:14:11.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arghx...</title><content type='html'>today was a bad day.. i was very "too lan" with a certain councillor.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Yes it was the same one i mentioned the other time, the one who wanted to change protocol... now he thinks he's very good, which is the point i generally disliked...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; let me explain... okie... he's also quite a hypocrite... okie... first thing... we were marching in the parade square mahz, then we were like singing the national anthem, and we have timing, so we were wondering how to give the timing when we dunno when to start, so we wanted to have a councillor to say "The national anthem" or something, but HE said that there will be no mic, and no councillor will be there, then he asked the parade commander(wei ren), to say the thing. but then he has to shout so that the whole school can hear since there's no mic, but if there's a mic, then he would have to shout into the mic, when giving commands... so we need a mic and a councillor!!! okie... so tommy went to tell the Teacher i/c(get things done easier, use teachers, hehex), then the teacher asked THE councillor, know what he said? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "but i already told them there will be a councillor there and there will be a mic!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; WhatOnEarth... he never told us, if not we would not approach the teacher...once teacher come act like good boy, everything done, deserves a pat...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; NOT.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; aiyaz&lt;br /&gt; enough about him, yeah talk abt my day... throughout the day i only have one regret.... I MISSED BOWLING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHX!!! i wanted to go, but by the time i got there no lane and then Temasek JC training already, on our grounds!!! arghx them... hahaz&lt;br /&gt; i will got this week, after my PW on Sunday ard evening that time... anyone wanna accompany me? tell me... hehe.. till then&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109102765113999942?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109102765113999942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109102765113999942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109102765113999942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109102765113999942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/arghx.html' title='arghx...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109093452048234150</id><published>2004-07-27T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T21:22:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss bowling</title><content type='html'>haiz... i miss bowlg... i missed TWO trainings already! and i am going to miss the next one too! unless i make some sacrifices..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; okie... lets see... i have three things which i ought to go but there's only one of me, and cloning isnt at its best yet right? hmmm... okie... lets think... wad would cloning do to our life? besides not having to do oue homework, we can go to other appointments with lesser difficulty, and not worry about clashing with appointments, cause there's three of us? hahaz... imagine if there are three of you... wad would you do? it would create a mess out of things hahaz...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'M DIGRESSING....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; okie... back to topic at hand... as i said, there's three thing swhich i should go, namely children's camp, bowling training, and the national day parade contingent practice... hmmm... lets evaluate the pros and cons...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 1. Children's camp...&lt;br /&gt; Why would they need to train us? okie... i might not know about the rest, but i sure know about myself... i deal with "little" kids almost my whole life... namely my ELDER sis... i know its a little personal, but then whats blogger for? hahaz... okie... my sister is older than me, but she always like to "sha jiao" in front of me and my dad! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; i don know why... she always like to act like a little kid, so that she will get what she want... i mean...SHE'S TWENTY!!! let her do something about her own life!!! my parents aint helping her too... i mean, okie... fetching her to and fro from work is okay, protective for her safety, but the problem is my sis doesnt see that, and always "sha jiao" towrds my dad until my dad agrees to go when he wants to sleep!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  I mean, what if my dad met an accident because he cant concentrate on the road!!! My sis is also rarely considerate about others, except maybe her friends... My sister "sha jiao" a little bit, she got a tv in her room, then she " de chun jing chi" or " have an inch take a yard", then keep "sha jiaoing" until she got a SONY WEGA 25 INCH TV!!! i mean omigosh... then i asked my dad cheekily why she get new tv i don have? then my dad answered," because she asked for it."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; WHAT ON EARTH!!! This isnt ask and you shall have, biblo-version!!! so must ask then get new tv lahz? then i over there got question mark over my head.... Then i asked him for an apple IPod, since my mp3 player spoilt, know what my dad said? 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Joking!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109093452048234150?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109093452048234150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109093452048234150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109093452048234150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109093452048234150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-miss-bowling.html' title='i miss bowling'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109059661863069426</id><published>2004-07-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T23:30:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today was...</title><content type='html'>haiz... it was bad... you know how bad it was?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; For once... school was alright, except its very bad in the time table planning and we had to suffer with our aching stomachs, not eating from start to end of school... which ends at 2. OMIGOSH!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; our break was very conveniently cancelled out by the previous lesson, PE, by our favourite Mr Bernard Tan. wahahaz... we can play soccer after 6 rounds around the track... by that time not many people want to play any more... hahaz... then out timetable will carry us all the way to 2pm! oh no... my stomach was growling since 1200 to 1400... lately i seem to have eaten A lot, haha... but thats besides the point... bored bored bored... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; oh yahz... nv said why i was so pissed... okie... here it comes... it was around 1815, and we were practising for our National Day Parade Celebrations in SRJC, and we were in a uniform group, so we were obliged to join... and there was this councillor(lets not divulge his name), he was running through us the whole plan again. then the program i/c, my friend Tommy, he was saying not to change, erm, something, but then the councillor wanted to change the thing. I mean, you are not the program i/c yourself, why take this in your own hands? okie... then they were like quarreling, and tommy was saying smth abt not changing national protocol of smth. NATIONAL!!! HE DARED TO CHANGE NATIONAL PROTOCOL!!! oh my... you know whats worse?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; he shouted at us........ we were only obliged to join and he shouted at us. For a moment i had considered walking off, but luckily another councillor intervened, and later he apologised to us, so it aint that bad... but still the damage's done, the milk's spilt and we never got a proper impression of him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; wad a councillor, no wonder he's only IN a department, not in CHARGE of one. only those who were there will know who i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; well thats it for now.... till then, see ya! hehe... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; PS: I miss bowling, i miss the training for 2 weeks already, and i'm the captain... oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109059661863069426?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109059661863069426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109059661863069426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109059661863069426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109059661863069426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/today-was.html' title='today was...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109049305161852786</id><published>2004-07-22T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T18:44:11.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha... chem prac again...</title><content type='html'>hey... just realized how fun it is to blog abt chem prac... hahaz bcoz very fun...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; lets see... oh... today we did ammonia salt, and we were supposed to react the ammonia salt with NaOH(for noobs is sodium hydroxide), and to wait until the reaction stops...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But we know that adding alkalis will emit ammonia!!!!!! and 25 of us were boiling at almost at the same time!!!!! aahz!!!!!!! its really stank!!!!!!! eeewwwwww... the atrocity of it... i cant believe i would visit the incineration plant again, but well... it really stinks!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; just read www.xiaxue.blogspot.com. She was bored, without a doubt. I just wonder how she managed to garner over 3000 views a day... i think the vulgarities helped a bit... so i linked her...  okie... this might be a cliche, but i have a lot of homework to do... haha and i have to eat... hahaz... now that i mentioned it... I'm going to eat.........&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  CLAYPOT RICE!!! haha yum... okie.. tata for now... will blog soon... hahaz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109049305161852786?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109049305161852786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109049305161852786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109049305161852786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109049305161852786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/haha-chem-prac-again.html' title='haha... chem prac again...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-109041417169142548</id><published>2004-07-21T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T20:49:31.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz...</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i blogged... for good reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandma just passed away, on saturday 17th July 2004. hmmm... i know i will feel sad... but definitely i know that she is going to a better place than Earth. We had to do the wake, and i had to be there immediatley after going home from school. Now that it had finished, we have to go back to our lives again, without our grandma... i thank all those who had went to my grandma's wake, and i pray my grandma will be happy in heaven..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-109041417169142548?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/109041417169142548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=109041417169142548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109041417169142548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/109041417169142548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/haiz.html' title='haiz...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-108988796528598005</id><published>2004-07-15T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T20:27:07.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my gosh....</title><content type='html'>i didnt blog yesterday!!! hahaz... thats cause i had to go for an concert... The 15th anniversary SRJC concert! didnt come back until it was around 12... very tired... then school next day... omigosh... haiz... but yeahz... today was HECTIC... i personally had to rush our PW files to meet the deadline of 5 o' clock... hahaz... and we forgot to get a document! so the hero(namely me... haha... bhb manz...) ran from my school, all the way to my house, then cycle back to the school!! guess how long i took? 15 mins!! hahaz... i show you the time frame... 1-10mins: RUN!!! 10-11mins: find document!! 12-15mins: BIKE!!! hahaz.. yup... if today wasnt hectic... i don know what else is... oh yahz... today something happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thing funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was stupid... but i will tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happily filling up my conical flasks with my pipette, then i went to put some indicator on my solution... and for some reason i put phenothalein(think i spelled right), then the solution became purple... i was like wad the... all my friends are yellow! why purple! then my friend yee jean walked past.. laugh at me... then say i put the wrong indicator!!! omigosh!!! aahz!!! the worst part was someone had done something stupid just now... so what i did was even stupider(nice english)... get my drift... hahaz... if that was not all, i had done another thnig even more stupid... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz.. lets spill the beans... actually there were two alkalis there, and we were supposed to be using KOH, or to chemical noobs it is potassium hydroxide, but due to a twist of fate... I WENT TO USE THE OTHER ALKALI USED FOR THE NEXT EXPERIMENT!!! ARGHX!!! WHATS WORSE!!! I LED MY FRIEND TO DIE TOO!!! ARGHX!!! sorry leong shen... omigosh... hahaz... then i was like overhearing my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person A: hey the first titration how much you get?&lt;br /&gt;Person B: i got 27.1cm cube. how much you got?&lt;br /&gt;Person A: haha same! ok.. &lt;br /&gt;Person B: ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got 31.20cm cube!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that was way off... and i hear my friend next to me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person C(Leong Shen): hmm... thirty one point... two... ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT SAME AS HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaz... how i dislike "killing" myself and my friends... hahaz... darn long post... hmmm... must be due to the large spaces in between... hahaz... okie... i might blog later... when i'm sick of my homework, and blog abt something... okie... cya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-108988796528598005?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/108988796528598005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=108988796528598005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108988796528598005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108988796528598005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-gosh_108988796528598005.html' title='my gosh....'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-108972713088953324</id><published>2004-07-13T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T21:58:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm bored...</title><content type='html'>blearrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh.... i'm bored... PW is driving me nuts(cliche), i'm sick of school(another cliche), leading a day as if it can never pass(stop those cliches already!), in short... HAIZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i am bored... lemme talk about something i have not felt bored, and must take the chance to do so... My "new" phone(sorry kenneth), my new Nokia 6230...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so cool! we have the essentials, like SMS, MMS, camera, storage space, yadda yadda yadda, but guess what? its has so many things new! lets see... a video camera? if thats not enough, it can take a video for 4 minutes!! beat that! lets see again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN MMC CARD SLOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BEAT THAT PEOPLE!!!! 128 MEGABYTES OF STORAGE SPACE!!! I CAN PLAY THE WHOLE MOVIE ON MY PHONE!!! there's still one more cool feature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS ALSO AN MP3 PLAYER!!! IT MEANS IT CAN PLAY MP3S LIKE YOUR COMPUTER COULD, ALL IN A PHONE, MY PHONE!!! WAHAHAHAZ!!! ITS ALSO 65,536 COLOURS WHICH MEANS YOU CAN EVEN PICK OUT A STAIN ON A SHIRT EVEN FROM A MILE AWAY!!! TAKE THAT KENNETH!!! WAHAHAHAHAHZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah kenneth, it was the ultimate aim to "suan" you... wahahahz... what fun... i'm going to delete any vulgarities in the tagboard so you better scold me all you want on msn... wahahahaz... :PpPpPpPpPpPp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-108972713088953324?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/108972713088953324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=108972713088953324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108972713088953324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108972713088953324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-bored.html' title='i&apos;m bored...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-108971551286307222</id><published>2004-07-13T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T18:45:12.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a day left to our 15th anniversary!</title><content type='html'>okie... overcome a dreary tuesday... many things to do... firstly... OUR PW FILE GOT REJECTED. damn... and its like reduced to crap. hahaz... but anywayz... i said i'll talk about pablo francisco yesterday right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry but no... go look at www.pablofrancisco.com to see for yourself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz... hmmm... i have a ton of homework(dont we always) to do... i have PW to finish, but i'm still here blogging... i shld go... but i don wanna... lemme blog finish... oh yeahz... just cam back from bowling with a couple of friends... had a fun time... but i did an extremely dumb thing which was incidentally beyond my control but still dumb. when i was moving forward to bowl the ball, we have to swing the ball back right? so i swing happily................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thumb slipped off......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my hand lost control of the ball....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wa la! my ball dropped like an resounding gong, and the whole bowling alley had a glimpse of the ball going up, and down down down... haiz... any idea how red-faced i was? obviously i tried to laugh it off... wahahahz... but to no avail... sadly... then i finally gave YL(aka yuanling) my shou ce, and some oreos, due to a conversation we had the other day(yesterday), hahaz...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the big day for many arrives tommorrow! the 15th anniversary of SRJC has arrived, and the musical performance will be on tommorrow! good luck to everyone who is taking part in the performance and we wish you all the best!! ok.. i might blog later i might not know... but we'll see, but for now... here's something to occupy you with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.miniclip.com, where all the online games are at... go try! its quite fun!! tata... for now... :'p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-108971551286307222?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/108971551286307222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=108971551286307222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108971551286307222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108971551286307222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/just-day-left-to-our-15th-anniversary.html' title='just a day left to our 15th anniversary!'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-108964445261886657</id><published>2004-07-12T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T23:00:52.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>total turnoff</title><content type='html'>yep... you seen it, you will marvel at this guy's insipid ability to say he is good looking?? Pulez... gimmie and the rest of the world a break... you cant get very far... your looks make a baboon look good... no offence... but if you werent so self-centred... i wouldnt have bothered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.anzwers.org/trade/sghunk1976/sghunkweb.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ... &lt;br /&gt;and ken's phone died a horrible death... dont ask me how, he said that an earthquake induced by the phone led to its untimely demise, so we have to give it a minute of silence(which we will not really care...) for the phone and pray it gets well... (DIGRESSING!!!) =PpPpPpPp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-108964445261886657?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/108964445261886657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=108964445261886657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108964445261886657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108964445261886657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/total-turnoff.html' title='total turnoff'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-108963493166206606</id><published>2004-07-12T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T18:47:46.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha...</title><content type='html'>today was, in a nutshell... bad... damn bad... i need some pablo francisco to lighten up a bit... go to www.pablofrancisco.com to see his funny stand-up comedies, or you can ask me... talk about pablo francisco another day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie... my day... usual, go school wear tie, then i got back my math results... i was shocked... i mean, i know i will fail... but not like that... 7 marks upon 70!! i mean, omigosh, guess working hard WAS a viable option after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i forgot to bring yuanling my shou ce, oops sry YL.. yeahz... and i went to compass point to the burger king... it was supposed to be a Fervour outing, but, due to a sad turn of events... only 6 boys and 1 girl went... haiz... mainly jason(oops!), glen, tommy, meng kit, jian cheng, yours truly, and joanna.. hahaz.. they made me laugh, they also laughed at me... OK fine i know i had a very very huge zit under my nose that made me look like hitler but still no need to laugh right? come to think of it, i did laugh too... hehe... no i will not take a picture to show you... never... its too er xin for words... those who know me can see it.. hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahz... and they say i look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erms......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garfield...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe that!?!?!?! me garfield!!! and to think jian cheng say its a compliment!!! arghx!!! ok digressing... first hitler now garfield!!! grrr... oh yahz... we saw shaun and a certain someone at compass point too, but i will not divulge that name as i want to keep it secret(but not exactly secret anyway), and i not sure how to spell her name.. hahaz... now at home and very shag, with a seemingly never ending tutorials, and the 15th anniversary musical coming up! who want to go! i wanna follow! cause i don know how to go... thats all happening on wed... hahaz... and my youth anniversary coming up on saturday(sorry scouts, wont be going to your campfire, all the best), man, i'm glad this week will finish... hahaz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yahz... once and for all STOP CALLING ME CAPTAIN FOR NO RHYME OR REASON!!! its hugely distracting!!! arghx!! why cant people get over the shock that i'm the new captain(read profile)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-108963493166206606?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/108963493166206606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=108963493166206606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108963493166206606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108963493166206606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/haha.html' title='haha...'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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-7599164.post-108956077501715282</id><published>2004-07-11T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T23:46:15.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey my first blog entry!!!</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;HECK THE DEAR DIARY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. welcome to my first blog entry to this very new but sure to age blog. This is me, joel writing. for full details about hahaidiot a.k.a. joel, be sure to see the personal profile. okie... its very late(for me), so i have to go sleep, check my blog out tml dudes(and dudettes)! I'll just write about what happened today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is sunday!, yeah i get to go to church, but there was just one teeny-weeny lil prob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big time rain. you can solve singapore's water supply problem with that amount of water. So i was stranded at my home(i'm not complaining about that). So who do i call? Ghost... nahz... my dad lahz! wahahz... okie... so i got to church and had a great service! then we had my youth anniversary skit, which i was a committee member of the whole event, so i was obliged to stick around for a while, and we had a whale of fun and laughter(why whale? dont ask me). so i went home, watched home alone 3, 'mazing how that puny guy managed to dupe not one, not two but FOUR adults at the same time. I don know i wont know and i presume i dont care, they are movies anywayz... hahaz... yeahz... and then i did homework... for a while, and when i was doing my GP journal, i was thinking, i might as well do it as a habit. hahaz.. and i saw blogger... the rest is history, which was made apparently no long ago.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough about my life... now we'll have to wait(me included), to see my blog entry tommorrow, but till then, its me, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7599164-108956077501715282?l=hahaidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/108956077501715282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7599164&amp;postID=108956077501715282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108956077501715282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7599164/posts/default/108956077501715282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahaidiot.blogspot.com/2004/07/hey-my-first-blog-entry.html' title='Hey my first blog entry!!!'/><author><name>HaHa~IdioT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374705015029104855</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>
