<?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-7396274501350771800</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:55:49.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>designer drugs.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7396274501350771800.post-6381762371508797536</id><published>2009-04-10T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T04:37:00.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relink me yo.&lt;br /&gt;@ &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/naked-elephants.blogspot.com"&gt;naked-elephants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-6381762371508797536?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/6381762371508797536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/04/relink-me-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6381762371508797536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6381762371508797536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/04/relink-me-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-7226441851501274853</id><published>2009-03-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:52:46.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've really got nothing much to do now, so I'll dedicate a post to someone :D&lt;br /&gt;if your eyesight is good enough to see/read this,&lt;br /&gt;its not who you think it is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've got lots to say. Like how your words affect my emotions. Every single thing you do, creates a massive change in me. With one word, you could turn my frown into a smile. And im glad that I have someone in my life that can do that. Thank god. And when you promised you'll never leave me ( not in a bgr way), I was like damn freaking happy. But when you replied me single words, it causes a change in me. Like from totally utterly happiness to a moody shithead. Every small thing you do, gives me a big change. Idk, but I just feel happy when I talk to you or see you. It can also turn bad in just awhile. Happy happy happy, sad sad sad. Lol, you were there to cheer me up. You were also there when I needed someone to open up to. Somehow, you understood everything I was going through. I really thank god for such a good friend like you :D but I guess you dont know how much you mean to me. So dont ignore me! I know im irritating. Like damn clingy. But the truth is that I cant live without you in my life. I tried avoiding you once, and it didnt work. It only made me feel worse. I feel like such a loser for trying to do that. Thinking that you didn't need me in your life. Now, it doesn't really matter. As long as I have you to talk to. If you're happy, so will I be. I dont expect much out of this. I know we will be just friends and nothing more. I dont mind. I just need you to be in my life. God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new,courier,monospace;font-size:12;" id="slly"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When it comes to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know that pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comes with a territory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been here before&lt;br /&gt;Can't take one more&lt;br /&gt;To end like a sad love story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now that you're here I'm hesitating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just need a little understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't wanna wonder&lt;br /&gt;How you got close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Say you'll never leave me lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Say that I'm your one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell me baby if I let you hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be safe in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So baby be gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold on don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You'll break my fragile heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Promise you'll always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To handle it with care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love me from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't break my fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't break my fragile heart&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't break my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Were meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In love this way forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now baby I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That you are a treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta know you're dedicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see it through you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gotta be patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby I'm so glad I waited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For you to come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Say you'll never leave me lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Say that I'm your one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell me baby if I let you hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That I'll be safe in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So baby be gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold on don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You'll break my fragile heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Promise you'll always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To handle it with care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love me from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't break my fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't break my fragile heart&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't break my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that's said and done&lt;br /&gt;After all the rain is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It feels so good to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You're the sun to help me grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After all the stars have fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You'll be there to hear my calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So baby be gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold on don't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You'll break my fragile heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Promise you'll always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To handle it with care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love me from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't break my fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't break my fragile heart&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't break my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Don't break my fragile heart&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't break my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-7226441851501274853?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/7226441851501274853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-really-got-nothing-much-to-do-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7226441851501274853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7226441851501274853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-really-got-nothing-much-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-247644515682794293</id><published>2009-03-11T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T05:03:55.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fairfieldsec.org/images/dept/chong_quek_keow.jpg" width="94" border="2" height="125" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mdm Chong Quek Keow :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you like mad lah. I seriously seriously hate you to the core. Ever since 2008, I already hated you like shit. You anyhow give me CMF for dont know what fuck lah. What I do? Sometimes I really feel like punching you in the face ok. Everytime want step your english. Like slang like mad lah. You think you short then very cute ah? Half of my CMFs are by you. First one cause I never bring file. Got alot of grey book warnings. Okay, that one I got nothing to say. But the second one leh? Just cause I late for your lesson for like what? 10mins?! I was photocopying notes for your damn lesson ok. And dont give me crap like ' thats not a valid reason '. Shitass leh you. Everytime anyhow book people. Got the freaking shitface somemore. You're damn un-reasonable ok. Everytime ask us to explain. Then we give you one long long explaination then you give say you dont accept. Wtf is this? And you. You you you you you. Sabo me lah! Go tell NMG about my piercing. If you didn't and kept it to yourself, none of this would have happened. And I wont need to take it out when school re-opens. Damn every single sell in your body man.  Tell you that its a piercing, you dont believe. Still go and insult me. I already tried very hard to put on my best behaviour during your lesson. But you just take it for granted and reprimand me more. Whatever lah! I cant be bothered with you already. Just fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fairfieldsec.org/images/dept/philip.jpg" width="94" border="2" height="125" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Philip James Martin Rebbeck :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Another shitbrain. The thing I hate about you is that you're totally brainless. I didnt even do anything and you asked me to stand outside the class. I didn't even stop into the classroom ok. I was just standing there waiting for you to call my register number to go in. But you purposely skipped mine. When I asked why, you told me to go to the staff room -.- Wtfh. But too bad isn't it. I didnt. I just sat outside class. And when the bell rang, I took my bag and left. Haha, in your face (: Oh and you gave me a yellow form for asking if you have B.O? You know how much I hate you? Very much ok. And stop acting cute lah. Call Hong Huei Hong Kong Fool? And call Isaac bozo. What the hellz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fairfieldsec.org/images/dept/wong_puay_kee.jpg" width="94" border="2" height="125" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Wong Puay Kee :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I've been waiting for this moment for so long. My third CMF was by you. And what for? For not doing the newspaper article. Isn't that something serious? WOW :O it is isn't it? -.- No its not you bitch. So stop rolling your eyes at me for no fucking reason. Stop staring at me for no fucking reason too. Bitch. Stare what lah. I got do anything? NO. Dont know whats wrong with your eye. Got some internal disorder? Good for you. Stop staring and rolling your eyes at me ok. I've got a limit. So stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fairfieldsec.org/images/dept/shamsiah2.jpg" width="94" border="2" height="125" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Shamsiah Bte Zainalabidin :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What a bundle of this is huh. You're also another one. Everytime stare. Wtf did I do? Talk to me also like what fuck like that. I know sometimes you're ok but most of the time, you suck. Your mood is like on and off. Sometimes good, sometimes kns. But what for? Anyhow catch my attire. Hair, ear studs, tongue stud, collar pin, tie, zip, camisole, skirt, socks. All you catch. Hell, not sick and tired of it? I will get tired of it one ok. There's a phrase called give and take. So you'll give and I'll take. How's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess this is it. All the suckass teachers.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-247644515682794293?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/247644515682794293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/247644515682794293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/247644515682794293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/reasons.html' title='Reasons'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-6438993885904605469</id><published>2009-03-10T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T05:11:36.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EARTHLINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Im like done with all the english related e-learning homework :D did one science test and one D&amp;amp;T test. Going to do History and chinese during the afternoon. Im so hyped up now. Dont know why. Post again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebyebyebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Edit ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo. Posting now, again. Having a servre massive headache because of something. I want the pain to stop now now now. Going to do my History now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;wow, i just scolded some woman with jermaine. was awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do history today. but finished the lit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. look what a lovely picture i found -.-&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that, people are just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://gamesnet.vo.llnwd.net/o1/gamestar/objects/141551_main.jpg" src="http://gamesnet.vo.llnwd.net/o1/gamestar/objects/141551_main.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S babe, i know you have this piercing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-6438993885904605469?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/6438993885904605469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/earthlings-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6438993885904605469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6438993885904605469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/earthlings-hello.html' title='day one'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-2214008592136940978</id><published>2009-03-10T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:22:00.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im like posting again? morning had D&amp;amp;T, got sent out of class cause no textbook -.- then chapel, some shit lesson, free period, history, science, free period, literature. during the second free period, yingmin and belinda went to put their bags at the third level. then came down. me simin and ashley were laughing at them cause class was at auditorium, which was at the first level. so we suan-ed them like mad. in the end leh, class was at third level -.- so we came up with a damn smart excuse to cover up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went to dover then slack there, eat ice-cream. and watch bandon and jarek showing off their tongue piercing. went home after that. waited for my maid for like 30mins? and i was walking around the whold estate cause i had to pee and no one was there to help me open the door :(&lt;br /&gt;so im having tuition in 2h30mins time. hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo. im here. in my room, using my laptop :D&lt;br /&gt;so during tuition, my cousin came. and he left awhile later. and like after 10mins i realised that my brother wasn't at home. so i called my cousin and mother. like panicking, and i went to shout from the balcony to the playground. like a freaking mad woman. in the end leh, my brother was at my neighbour's house having tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s this show's what a good sister i am, though i may not show it.&lt;br /&gt;and im going to be an alarm clock tomorow, waking my baby up at 6am :D hoorayz! lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;tomorow's e-learning day one. no school. and i bet that pecky wong is going to have her four-people gang outing. to celebrate some crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate pecky wong. i hate mdm chong. i hate miss yeow. i hate samsiah. i hate the cathrine. i hate lim sim heng. i hate ouyang. i hate the school. i hate moe. thats a load of things to hate, but i can multi-task :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: totally bored to death now. you know what? i think that a helix, second hole on the right ear and semi-snakebites would be lovely. haha. im gay. babe's going to get a labret piercing[?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-2214008592136940978?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/2214008592136940978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-like-posting-again-morning-had-d-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/2214008592136940978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/2214008592136940978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-like-posting-again-morning-had-d-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-871587042628664630</id><published>2009-03-06T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:34:23.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every other day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sit and wait for the same bad news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you hear me say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got nothing left to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone please start making sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And beg the lord for accidents &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've seen the worst case scenario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slowly letting go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;read between the lines,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's more to it than what it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-871587042628664630?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/871587042628664630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-other-day-i-sit-and-wait-for-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/871587042628664630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/871587042628664630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-other-day-i-sit-and-wait-for-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-6097113879399284428</id><published>2009-03-05T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:41:56.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SbCSlqSDz7I/AAAAAAAAAec/gms-oIdpnPA/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309905136372666290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SbCSlqSDz7I/AAAAAAAAAec/gms-oIdpnPA/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im like at Sherman's house now. he's damn paranoid or something cause he didn't expect me to really come.but guess what, im here blogging using your com :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he say i very scary? lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so his damn good sister let me in and gave me coke cola sweet :D yayz. yingmin just called and she sounded damn happy. so i asked hor a cup of water with ice, i finished the water but the ice was still there. so i forced sherman to pour me more water :D and he did. lol, then i told him the ice too small, make it bigger. haha, and i actually cut my fingernails in his house. his pillow had some with stuff. looked like cum but it was his sister's mucas. very gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not going for the training later :D i type very fast lor. faster than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i post very long right. someone post damn fast and damn short. i have lotsa things to say. and i just found out his chinese name (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sherman's maid name is : Desty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my maid name is : Elma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;sherman was kind enough to walk me to cck mrt. on the way i was complaining on how far and deserted his house was from the mrt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back home now. went to clementi to look for a clinic. cant find, went home.&lt;br /&gt;bought food, waited at the stairs cause no one was at home. sat there and eat. 2plus, she came back. went it, my sis/bro/cousin very enthu to see my piercing. when i showed them they were like, WAH! lol -.- getting it removed soon -.- if i go death/blind/mute, it will all be chong/nmg/my mum ('s) fault. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-6097113879399284428?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/6097113879399284428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol-im-like-at-shermans-house-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6097113879399284428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6097113879399284428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/lol-im-like-at-shermans-house-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SbCSlqSDz7I/AAAAAAAAAec/gms-oIdpnPA/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7396274501350771800.post-8690480199420501677</id><published>2009-03-04T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:28:59.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo people. Miss me huh. Posting with my mum's computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school,&lt;br /&gt;Yingmin confiscated my wallet cause&lt;br /&gt;I told her i was going to pierce my tongue after competition.&lt;br /&gt;But I managed to snatch it back successfully.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school late, like exactly 720am reach backgate -.-&lt;br /&gt;forgot everything that happened in school.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone was agaisnt me piercing,&lt;br /&gt;except for BELINDA! :D thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for competition. won chungcheng high (main) 25-15 and 25-10.&lt;br /&gt;after that bused back to school.&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention it was the same freaking bus driver that peeped at me?!&lt;br /&gt;so reach school, find belinda.&lt;br /&gt;then went to queensway with belinda and yingning.&lt;br /&gt;ate mac, which was my last proper meal :(&lt;br /&gt;then went to pierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that cabbed with belinda and yingning to clementi,&lt;br /&gt;then trained home.&lt;br /&gt;bathed, webcamed babe :D then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;i eat like an idiot and everyone was making fun of the way i talk.&lt;br /&gt;After school went straight home then sleep. Tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Msn-ed, and my babe leaving for camp tomorow (wednesday).&lt;br /&gt;very sad cause i cant talk to him untill friday. boohoo, lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go school, forgot everything. english was shit lah.&lt;br /&gt;mdm chong thought i was eating sweet,&lt;br /&gt;then she asked me to spit it out -.-&lt;br /&gt;but actually it was the stud.&lt;br /&gt;so i pretended to spit something out.&lt;br /&gt;then awhile later, then shitface donovan and alex go sabo me.&lt;br /&gt;they tole mdm chong i got tongue piercing.&lt;br /&gt;and she somewhat believed them, asked me why i had an alien in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. then she was very shocked,&lt;br /&gt;freaked out and asked why i did this to my body -.-&lt;br /&gt;very retarded.&lt;br /&gt;so she says she's going to speak to the disicipline teacher.&lt;br /&gt;and im freaking scared that they're going to tell my mother.&lt;br /&gt;(she doesn't know that i pierced)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My babe's gone for camp :(&lt;br /&gt;how very sad i am now.&lt;br /&gt;he's coming back on friday though,&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-8690480199420501677?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/8690480199420501677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8690480199420501677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8690480199420501677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-7298286563685098991</id><published>2009-02-28T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:41:11.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mother's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;she's sending me to vietnam?&lt;br /&gt;fuckyou.&lt;br /&gt;confiscated my phone, money, laptop charger.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;im leaving in one week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BABE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BOBAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;CGIRLS09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;RMPS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-7298286563685098991?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/7298286563685098991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/mothers-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7298286563685098991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7298286563685098991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/mothers-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-1823301315160261663</id><published>2009-02-27T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:30:08.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you seem to be like the perfect magnet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/Salmd8aoK2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/qJDAnWi7GKs/s1600-h/DSC04222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SalmdnArUWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Z8Tkju_aKto/s320/DSC04220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307886294706901346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SalmdpKgASI/AAAAAAAAAd8/WipU2NDv1Jc/s1600-h/DSC04219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SalmdpKgASI/AAAAAAAAAd8/WipU2NDv1Jc/s320/DSC04219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307886295284973858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SalmddLpAvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/uYOV9V8krDQ/s1600-h/DSC04217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SalmddLpAvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/uYOV9V8krDQ/s320/DSC04217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307886292068532978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY TO;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONGJIAMING AND LOKE SIMIN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;getting ready for training now. bye!&lt;br /&gt;back from training.&lt;br /&gt;- out shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people :D im back.&lt;br /&gt;so in the morning, went for training. took the new mrt @ pioneer :D but still have to walk for 5mins -.- then training was tiring, some sickening bitch was there -.- very act dao then still say i pai. i didnt do anything? i just told her to stop talking while watching the video. bitchnesssss.&lt;br /&gt;after training, went opp to buy drink then rushed home. bathed and changed. met my babe at boonlay mrt, passed him his s.c and took a photo of his shirt. lol, talked abit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then trained to clementi, waited for yingmin. then trained to bugis. reach there, went to shop. then it rained D: stayed there for quite long, bought a shirt. then went to bugis junction. bought a billabong wallet and pencil box. both damn nice :D im turning into a bung? i use guy wallet, love bermudas, want to cut short my hair. whats happening. ate at some chinese restaurant. the fried rice damn salty. its like eating sand lah. then before the castastrophe happened ( me adding too much salt into my fried rice ), yingmin took my plate of fried rice and forbid me to eat it untill her food came. she placed my plate of fried rice on the chair beside her -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then like 5mins later, it came -.- added too much salt/pepper. and it tasted horrible. just like your ass :D walked for a bit longer, then trained to vivo. went to many shops and in the end, only bought one white polotee -.- the walking part was damn painful and tiring. didnt get my bermudas, cause it made my legs look damn short, i mean shorter then it already is -.- and my legs are fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at around 8pm. cabbed to west coast plaza, very eager to look for the eastpak bag. in the end, not even nice. so didnt buy. went to newyork newyork. had mudpie and a drink. left at 930pm? cabbed to heidi's house to meet heidi/brandon/jarek/joseph at thailand temple. LOL, then i told them i pierced my tongue. haha, and they stupidly believed -.- walked to heidi's house there, then went up, then slack at level9. took many very cool pictures, in yingmin's phone. mine had no battery. thats sad. oh and i pull jarek's boxers. like pull up damn hard :D then he was in pain, which made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at 11plus. cabbed home with yingmin, leaving jarek alone in the rain. he loves standing in the rain cause no one would know that he's crying. lol, reached home. and knocked/waited damn long outside. cause my stupid maid was sleeping and couldn't hear. i shouted and knocked damn loud and damn long lah. she must be a heavy sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to write cool stuff down now. and most likely find a bag online. byez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-1823301315160261663?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/1823301315160261663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-14th-birthday-to-ongjiaming-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/1823301315160261663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/1823301315160261663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-14th-birthday-to-ongjiaming-and.html' title='you seem to be like the perfect magnet'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/Salmd8aoK2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/qJDAnWi7GKs/s72-c/DSC04222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7396274501350771800.post-6715773109044602538</id><published>2009-02-27T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:06:21.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its friday night, and the stars shine bright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO TO THE PEOPLE OF THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;( my babe just went off and will brb in 40mins. im like crying my heart out. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayz, had chinese, got a grey book cause i was like too lazy to go to the locker -.- then pecky wong was like a retard with the interactable screen :D so she got donovan/hong huei/isaac to help. after chinese was maths -.- had to write ' i will bring my textbook', 100times. mine was damn cool. alternate colours like black and turquoise, haha. then yingmin and simin anyhow write. but i take pride in what i do. haha. english very irritated. that sissy chong go and deduct 2 of my marks D: cause i was talking before the test -.- now i have only 16 :( did corrections, then realised that her legs were not short, it was her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was damn cool. me and belinda wrote many cool stuff. the timothy go and tear/crush terri tan's notes. and she was damn pissed. how sad :( history, got back our test papers. and that one bloody question i got wrong was the mcq's last question -.- i felt so sad for a moment. copied many notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went singapore poly to have lunch with simin/belinda/ashley. saw elaine and co. there. duped her into beliving that simin is yingmin. left for training. video called jermaine when she's opposite, and yingmin was like very happy to see me? lol, then some crap happened -.- reached school, saw jiale they all at foyer watching soccer? then was shocked cause training started at 230 and they were still at foyer when it was 245 -.- then changed and went for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was like very fun :D played dodgeball. our team won :D then trained firstball and stuff. formation. service. oh, and we have to shout 'ace!' and raise up our hand when we gain one point -.- very retarded? and we had to go down to a tree, out side the basketball court where everyone was and shout 'ace!' and raising our hands. plus we had to face jermaine and jiale which were upstairs, happily looking/laughing at us. and im starting to be serious/focused already. not going to let any particular shitass to distract me anymore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training went home, bathed. now im here. and guess what, im waitingggggggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-6715773109044602538?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/6715773109044602538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-friday-night-and-stars-shine-bright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6715773109044602538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6715773109044602538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-friday-night-and-stars-shine-bright.html' title='its friday night, and the stars shine bright.'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-5663040076022313832</id><published>2009-02-26T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:13:17.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you walked away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaauKri1KyI/AAAAAAAAAds/XSIiTpnwNSA/s1600-h/SNC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaauKri1KyI/AAAAAAAAAds/XSIiTpnwNSA/s320/SNC00090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307120709413448482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalG1YPRiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/MCWV1vPgj1I/s1600-h/Photo294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalG1YPRiI/AAAAAAAAAdk/MCWV1vPgj1I/s320/Photo294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307110747729249826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalG93I-_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/niIxNKD2Oz8/s1600-h/Photo300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalG93I-_I/AAAAAAAAAdc/niIxNKD2Oz8/s320/Photo300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307110750006344690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalGs6cQcI/AAAAAAAAAdM/rPHJCi5tp80/s1600-h/SNC00085%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalGs6cQcI/AAAAAAAAAdM/rPHJCi5tp80/s320/SNC00085%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307110745456787906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalGSBOf2I/AAAAAAAAAdE/u8XDRui-JSc/s1600-h/Photo263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaalGSBOf2I/AAAAAAAAAdE/u8XDRui-JSc/s320/Photo263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307110738237488994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally blogging. Just finished my History article review :D very happy with my hardwork, strong will and determination to finish it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning didnt have morning run, went for Literature -.- like damn cool lah, our whole class was at C210 for 10mins or so. then those retarded no teamwork people left for C305. while the rest of us ( fourteen people ) stayed at C210. purposely didnt want to go up :D so played volleyball and tooked pictures in the class. after one period xuening came to call us to go up -.- so went up, and went into class. abit surprised that he let me into the class. wrote ' this class stinks because of that philips james rebbeck ' on the table. and i asked him if he had b.o and you know what he said? he said that i was using vulgarities on him -.- wtf? retardedness. then he wanted to book me somemore. and he sent me out of class. whateverz. then free period, science. going to end that time, tan chee wan come find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fucktard rebbeck go sabo me. then tcw gave me yellow form, then like 1h later no more? lol then went for english. and i cant find the bloody classroom. yingmin told me it was C305. in the end, it was at C304. after engligh had maths test then lifeskills. class was hectic. everyone running, talking, shouting, playing, eating, buying food. notbad. laughed alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went anchorpoint with yingmin/simin/belinda/ashley. eat at kfc, then yingmin left. then we went to take super loads of retarded pictures. laughed like some shit in public :D after that took 198 with simin, alighted and changed to 154. bused home and then wrote some cool lyrics. babe did most of it, i edited some? notbad ok the song. oh i finished my history! :D bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-5663040076022313832?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/5663040076022313832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-you-walke-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/5663040076022313832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/5663040076022313832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-you-walke-away.html' title='when you walked away'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SaauKri1KyI/AAAAAAAAAds/XSIiTpnwNSA/s72-c/SNC00090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7396274501350771800.post-7357521030637587910</id><published>2009-02-25T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:42:43.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hell.</title><content type='html'>im back from the vulnerable world. today was like -.- morning had dnt, had stomach ache cause i went to drink mango juice and eat the polar snacks. so stayed in the toilet for quite long, doing nothing. staring at ants, their like looking for food in the toilet?! retarded. then had history. free period. chinese. pecky wong is a freaking bitch lah. she went to diao/stare at me for damn long. whats her problem manz. bitchass. free period, went for competition. huihui was late -.- won jurong, 25-6 and 25-5. after that took the bus back. reached school, trained home with esther. went home. talked to my babe :D very happy. then i feel asleep while waiting for him? and at some part of the conversation, we were both waiting for each other to reply -.- how retarded is that. and i think my babe's very cool. cooler then yours! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered what happened in the bus today. the bloody fucktard driver go and see me change in the bus -.- even when yingning told him not to look behind. asshole lah. then i was damn piss with him. he still so thick skin go and drive like what tokyo drift? shitass. yingning went to burn the string-made holder thing. and i left my can of crysanthamen and strawberry bar there :D&lt;br /&gt;happy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sweet the hour's bassist and lead singer is hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-7357521030637587910?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/7357521030637587910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-from-vulnerable-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7357521030637587910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7357521030637587910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-from-vulnerable-world.html' title='what the hell.'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-2253246749028830523</id><published>2009-02-24T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:03:16.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be yours and you'll be mine</title><content type='html'>Yo. morning was dnt, the mr choy very sarcstic. chapel, hid jermaine's bag. after chapel suppose to have free period + recess, then those stupid disciplanary teachers say our class very hectic, so take away the free period -.- they're shitbrains lah. so recess was short. bought hersheys from jocelyn :D lol, then went for history. and guess what? i got top in class for the recent test :D top yknow. haha, which is 19/20 and the one mark is cause of the bloody mcq -.- inference full marks :D whoo, very happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was next. nothing interesting. literature, spent the whole 3periods outside the class. i didnt even provoke him or anything. but whatever, fail literature then fail. yingmin was with me, having a disease. very fatal-like. but its not. half of her whole body was numb. some parts were hot, some were cold. and she has this sickening feeling of wanting to kill people. after school, went to eat at canteen with belinda/ashley/simin/tatsuro/jermaine/yingning. like many people in a small circle table, very cool. had curry chicken rice. not bad, the chicken like a damn raw. then went to find miss yeow @ 3pm. she told us we had to go for training. so went late for awhile. coach was angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran 5rounds, throw ball. then jie first ball. then play formation or something? then i act dao infront of coach. lol -.- then service, me and jermaine serve towards jiahui. she turned around, blocked jermaine's ball. then mine came! she blocked it too, but it was damn funny lah her reaction :D&lt;br /&gt;p.s im multi-tasking now. talking on the phone with clinton, msn-ing my babe and belinda, listening music and blogging :D cool huh. training ended then went dover buy bubble tea, asked jocelyn they all to go first, refering to ask them go bus stop first. in the end they went to dover mrt -.- haha, in the end they still had to wait for me :D trained home. then bathe. cant find that bloody piece of english essay -.- damn fuck. cannot find, you know the feeling? i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very bored now, espcially my babe just went off. but he'll be back @ 9pm. whooooooo. till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;BARNEY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's that huh babe. what are you gonna do? HOW HUH.&lt;br /&gt;p.s babe's off @ 901pm. kinda sad now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-2253246749028830523?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/2253246749028830523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-be-yours-and-youll-be-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/2253246749028830523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/2253246749028830523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-be-yours-and-youll-be-mine.html' title='i&apos;ll be yours and you&apos;ll be mine'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-8935910398736011304</id><published>2009-02-23T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T04:56:47.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovable day</title><content type='html'>like a notbad huh today :D went to school, did some retarded and nonsensical drill-like thing. rebbeck is a fucking fucktard lah! he poluted the whole C305 with his scent. gross, so me and belinda went down to get him a deodarant. came up, was late. so stayed outside. sprayed the classroom with it. that bloody fucktard made me go to the staff room for nothing D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebbeck : you, go to the staff room now.&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra : wtf! what i do lah. i also never do anything -.-&lt;br /&gt;Rebbeck : yah but you will disrupt the lesson if i let you in.&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra : fucking bastard lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol -.- but i didnt go staff room. went to the next empty class and sat there instead. next had ccitp. finished the spider video, very proud with myself :D whoo. chinese not bad? very studious [: handed up the jian bao. then recess. quarrelled with the noodle shop auntie cause she said i anyhow order -.- bitch. english was next. went to the computer lab, waited outside. irritated mdm chong like mad. then we somewhat apologised in a sarcastic way. i was touching her shoulder alot. lol, then went in. listened to manhattan like mad. totally in love with it. :D did some copy&amp;amp;paste thing into a word document. in the end didnt even bother to save it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was damn boring. slept throughout most of the lesson. when i woke up, some shitz happened. then fairsian connect was on obs briefing. francis ng what a bloody gayshit. after school went opp for lunch with yingmin, jermaine, heidi, brandon, jarek, joseph. like bobabs but plus jermainez. cool huh. then mandy was kind enough to fetch us with the umbrella. then yingmin and jermaine took a cab from school to dover -.- saw kittipong and clarence there. ate wanton mee. like very long never eat already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to joseph house downstairs. slacked. on the way up, brandon was acting like he's pregnant -.- and i pushed his 'baby'. miscarriged. went up for nothing then went back down. lol, then went for training. weihong showed me a bloody load of attitude -.- fuck him. after training, went dover again. killed like 50plus ants. sucha disgusting sight :O then bought mango soda dont want pearl but want green apple jelly. LOL, then bus-ed and trained home with jocelyn and esther :D reach home, fixed my speakers. then bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowz imz msningz babez and belindaz. notbadz huhz, iz canz multiz-taskz. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tagged by belinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Besides Ur lips,where is the favorite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;TONGUE. lol, jokingz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do u feel when u wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;trying to make myself remember my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person u took photo with?&lt;br /&gt;yingmin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider urself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;depends who wants my blood. i dont even know my blood type -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do u wan someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;YES. I WANT THOSE FUCKING BITCHES &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does ur last text message says?&lt;br /&gt;' eh i try cause i got soccer eh you at home yet? ' by my babe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are u thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone to be with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is the time you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;11plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;stitch :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on ur mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;i thought i just answered that question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;sherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people tagged to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;1. yingmin&lt;br /&gt;2. sherman&lt;br /&gt;3. jermaine&lt;br /&gt;4. jiaming&lt;br /&gt;5. belinda&lt;br /&gt;6. me&lt;br /&gt;7. weisiang&lt;br /&gt;8. cassandra ong&lt;br /&gt;9. darren&lt;br /&gt;10. jiefeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is 2 having a relationship with? [sherman]&lt;br /&gt;ME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is 3 a male or female? [jermaine]&lt;br /&gt;Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If 7 and 10 get tgt,would it be a good thing? [weisiang and jiefeng]&lt;br /&gt;gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is 1 studying abt? [yingmin]&lt;br /&gt;same as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time u had a chat with them?&lt;br /&gt;like now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 4 single? [jiaming]&lt;br /&gt;should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Say something about number 2? [sherman]&lt;br /&gt;notbad ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think about 3 &amp;amp; 6 being tgt? [me and jermaine]&lt;br /&gt;oh that would be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe 9? [darren]&lt;br /&gt;irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What will you do if 6 n 7 fight? [ me and weisiang]&lt;br /&gt;i'll kill the shit out of him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like 8? [cassandra]&lt;br /&gt;okay lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-8935910398736011304?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/8935910398736011304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-notbad-huh-today-d-went-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8935910398736011304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8935910398736011304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-notbad-huh-today-d-went-to-school.html' title='lovable day'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-7466714991170656136</id><published>2009-02-21T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T06:05:51.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>charade</title><content type='html'>Yo. Kinda bored now? Im currently think about lotsa stuff -.- Notbad right? I can think. Later maybe going out with Yingmin, Sidney, Jiaming? Go watch Pink Panther 2 and buy my watch :D notbad anot. what to do now. so bored. very bored. extremely bored. there's nobody at home, except for my maid. haha she today no off day! im going to do something very evil on monday, and you shall see what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;okay, had kind of a hectic day? lol, went to meet yingmin. took 154 there, and it was raining cats and dogs :O reached, took cab to some deserted place. yingmin went to buy her decks of cards. its like a total waste of money ( to me ). I'd rather use the money to buy bermudas :D - i have a sudden craze for them. I see female golfers wear them and they look damn cool. so after that, walked one big round to find fareast. in the end went back to the hotel and took a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached fareast, went to hunt for a shirt for yingmin ( cause she thinks the one she's wearing is too short ). then walked around. bought another handphone strap. bought ice cream, bought curry puffs. walked over to pacific plaza for my watch. in the end, didnt have the black strapped one, so bought the white strapped one. buy buy buy! -.- but didnt buy my bermudas :( whateverz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around more, then walked pass this event. then the guy with the mic was talking about me and yingmin -.- he said 'the two girls over there, i think of you as kids' -.- wtf lah! then walked, went to take 502 while yingmin walked 4 bus stops and couldn't find 105 or 106 thats goes to her house. so, i took the 502. and i went one freaking round. it took like 40mins for that round? then continued to jurong east. i alighted there, took 99 to clementi. walked to kbox. met my family peoplez. left around 930pm. waited for my mum to drive her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she drove it towards where we were, there was like a freaking load of bird crap! everywhere! it was both a sickening and disgusting sight. took some pictures of it. lol. i hate birds. they're so gross. their heads keep moving, and i feel like dismembrating them. i've many reasons why i hate birds.&lt;br /&gt;1. they shit everywhere&lt;br /&gt;2. disgusting looking&lt;br /&gt;3. feel-like-killing-them feeling&lt;br /&gt;4. i hate the sight of them&lt;br /&gt;5. they move too much&lt;br /&gt;6. their feathers/skin is damn gross&lt;br /&gt;7. they suck&lt;br /&gt;8. i totally cant stand them moving so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah, they just suck and i wish the world has no crows ok. humming birds and others are okay :D i just have a grudge against crows. dont know why though :D&lt;br /&gt;so today was a notbad, going to the-happiest-place-on-earth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;recommended by Sherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf, you motherfreaking back stabber. behind ourbacks go talk bad about us to jermaine, then talk bad about jermaine with us. very fun isit. fun then run into a wall and bang yourself till you die. cause you're wasting the world's resources. heng i not so close to you than how yingmin is to you. and thats just my luck. cause i wouldn't want a 'friend' like you anyway. thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i feel stressed when i go out with you? cause you'll be like 'alex, lend me money leh. later i return you.' but you didnt now did you? No. so stop that shit ok. there's no such thing as free money in the world. you can tell that to J too. anyhow come ask him talk to me and scold me cause i want you to return me my money? like wtf is that. owe money pay money. understand? no such thing as 'you give me the exact time and date that she borrow money from you then i return'. thats just a load of crap ok. retardedness lah -.- dont dare talk on phone then call people help you talk. then if you got talk sooner or later also change subject. and the worst part is that you dont even know you're in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop putting up all this charade ok. stop acting innocent and kind infront of us. suddenly act untill so good? surely got motive. stop whatever shitz that you're doing lah. 14 already still so shitass? madcow. you know you're like the thing that trapped people in the movie 'hansel and gretel'? you keep stopping us from going home just to pei you -.- like yesterday, i was suppose to meet yingmin, you forced her to wait with you for 20mins. then it rained, she took a long time to get home and in the end, couldn't meet me. and you know we're meeting and you still hold her back. brainless shit or what?!&lt;br /&gt;and the wonderful person im talking about is none other then bog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and you know something else?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-7466714991170656136?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/7466714991170656136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7466714991170656136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7466714991170656136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/yo.html' title='charade'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-8335605983351956105</id><published>2009-02-21T07:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:17:15.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why Girls Shouldn't Cheat On Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a guy named Jack who had a girlfriend called Ashley. She was the most popular girl in school. The three most popular guys were Tom, Marcus and Jack. Ashley thought Jack was okay, but she really liked Marcus, who liked her, just like every heterosexual guy at the school. Marcus and Jack were archenemies. Marcus repeatedly stole Ashley away from Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm Friday, Marcus asked Ashley out to the movies. Jack was eavesdropping and knew when and where they were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, Jack snuck into the seat behind Marcus and Ashley. Jack watched them put arms around each others' shoulder, then hug... then kiss... then PASH!&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want to come to my place and skip this boring movie?" said Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;"Hell yeah!" said Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack followed the couple home. He watched Marcus and Ashley have sex. Then, Jack ran away home. He didn't want to see any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, Jack didn't come to school. At lunch, all the popular kids at school were having their usual coversation.&lt;br /&gt;"Where's Jack?" asked Tom.&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno, probably crying at home because he didn't get to go out with Ashley last night!" said Marcus. Everybody laughed. Marcus had a way of making people laugh. Only the three of them were there. It felt really weird. Jack had never been away from school in his entire life according to Tom.&lt;br /&gt;"Well I never did really break up with him except by text on Saturday!" Ashley added. Both the guys laughed again. It seemed really weird to have such a popular group with only three people in it that day. But that's because it was no ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Jack didn't show up to school either.&lt;br /&gt;Or the next day...&lt;br /&gt;Or on Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;Or that Friday for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Tom kept trying to ring Jack to see if he could come over, but his phone was switched off. He walked up to his house and knocked on the door, but there was no answer. Then he remembered that Jack's parents were commercial airline pilots and they had to work every day so they wouldn't be there. He knocked again, but there was no answer. So Tom figured that Jack must be out, however there was no answer for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did the same on Sunday, but he wasn't there all day and he knew that Jack was rarely allowed out at night. Especially when there was school the next day. So Tom sadly rode his bike home at 6 which was his last attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day at assembly, the principal had told them that this week the year 12s had to stay back for a special assembly. It was their last assembly and they had Block Exams to do. Why did they have to stay back? The whole year was shocked when they saw Jack's mum walk in.&lt;br /&gt;"Kids," she sighed. "I have made a special announcement because one of our school members has died. Yes, I know. You probably all know Jack Halagey. Yesterday when I came back from a stressful flight to Bangkok and back, I searched for Jack, called the police and found his dead body in his closet. They carbon dated it to be about a week old. There was a note next to it, and I suggest that if you do not like these kind of themes that you leave now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people in the assembly left, but only for religious reasons or the fact that they wanted more study time which they should have been doing for the past 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay," said Jack's mum. "The note said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Ashley,&lt;br /&gt;I watched you at the movie theatre and at Marcus's house and I will continue to watch you. I never thought you would do something like this to me.I really loved you, Ashley. I died for you just like Jesus died for the Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always with you,&lt;br /&gt;Jack."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the usual tears after that story. The principal walked up to the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you Margret Halagey for sharing that sad story with the year 12s. That concludes this week's assembly, year 12 is now dismissed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please post this message in 5 places or more, otherwise Jack will haunt you forever. He now watches the mafia as well as Ashley and knows where you all live. He wants you to know about Marcus. He wants you to show you care.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-8335605983351956105?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/8335605983351956105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-girls-shouldnt-cheat-on-boys-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8335605983351956105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8335605983351956105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-girls-shouldnt-cheat-on-boys-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-4160142317797913574</id><published>2009-02-20T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:26:32.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>retarded nothingness</title><content type='html'>got a shock from waking up today. my mum came into my room suddenly. and i was damn shocked okay. no joke. mumz fetched me to clementi, took 196 with yingmin and yingning. trained. after that mrt-ed home, bathe. now im waiting for yingmin to be ready, then we're going to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im going to finally do my jian bao. and my maths and english book reviews. and read afew books too :D&lt;br /&gt;omg, i feel im very hardworking lah. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whats so sad? my babe's in malaysia now :( untill night worz. and i've got nothing more to do cause i finished breaking dawn. somone intro me a nice book! i've got a pimple at the bottom of my lower lip! its damn pain when i talk, open my mouth, smile, touch it, drink water. will blog again when i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;not going library already. instead, i was slept while waiting for yingmin to sleep her 30mins. she didnt wake up when i called, so i slept too cause it was raining and it was perfect for a nap :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and she's a very kindhearted person to lend me her ezlink card to take mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'll be there when your heart stops beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I'll be there when your last breath's taken away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; In the dark when there's no one listening  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; In the times when we both get carried away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; When we both get carried away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-4160142317797913574?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/4160142317797913574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/got-shock-from-waking-up-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/4160142317797913574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/4160142317797913574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/got-shock-from-waking-up-today.html' title='retarded nothingness'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-8844707263270005051</id><published>2009-02-20T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:17:17.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random shitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OFFICIALLY FINISHED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING DAWN @ 1220AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ON 21JANUARY2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WITNESS - BABE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-8844707263270005051?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/8844707263270005051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/officially-finished-breaking-dawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8844707263270005051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8844707263270005051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/officially-finished-breaking-dawn.html' title='random shitz'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-9168715446258201144</id><published>2009-02-20T04:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:20:16.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness overpowers me</title><content type='html'>School sucked. Had attire check, went for chinese. Got my 3rd CMF booking for not doing my jian bao. then stand behind. CCITP did some video editing thing. video of a spider, it was damn lag. free period, science, history. School ended, waited for Yingmin to finish her test. Outside the class room, I was looking for the damn newspaper lah. So much everywhere. Yingmin finally ended, then went dover buy food/drinks. went back to school to watch soccer match. some asshole kick the ball damn high, coming towars my direction. i thought it wont hit me so i didnt give a damn. then, it landed on my ankle. and its damn freaking pain. ended at around 6plus. mrt-ed home. i miss my stop cause i was busy watching the tv in the bus -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherman is at Johann's church now. How sad can that be? Very.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-9168715446258201144?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/9168715446258201144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-sucked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/9168715446258201144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/9168715446258201144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-sucked.html' title='sadness overpowers me'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-7271475380837732300</id><published>2009-02-19T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T05:40:54.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>joyous</title><content type='html'>Late for school with Yingmin and Yingning. Saw Belinda at the gate there. No mass run :D literature Rebbeck didnt bother me cause I was reading Breaking Dawn. Then he purposely dont want to call me and Alex the name, cause he didnt felt like it. So when I walked out of the class, I shouted 'sickening bastard'. Lol -.- 4periods of science, 2free periods. English got booked because I had 6grey books and 6warnings on the board -.- slept in class, felt like I was having fever. maths, ripped off Isaac's p.e shorts untill the end :D then life skills. after school went Frolicks with Belinda, cabbed there. Then she finally got her first 20 stamps. 80 more to go! Haha :D then went to Coldstorage to buy my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baking needs&lt;/span&gt;. Took bus 7 to clementi, bused to NanHua then waited for my mum untill 5plus. She made me airshout -.- went home, msned, baked the brownies then bathe. Msning now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, Im damn happy today :D haha dont tell you why -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-7271475380837732300?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/7271475380837732300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/joyous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7271475380837732300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7271475380837732300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/joyous.html' title='joyous'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-1380942399973927659</id><published>2009-02-18T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:18:03.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>Hello, Hi, Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period was D&amp;amp;T, had the test. Notbad, I didnt draw the missing lines -.- Then free period, ate alot. Grown fat. Chinese, peck wong is the suckiest teacher I tell you. Everytime go and diao me -.- But this time, I stare at her, she stare back. Then I diao her. I feel so accomplished! :D then testzzxcz. After that had free periods again. Ate more food, became fatter. Maths, then english had another test! D: went home after school :D very guai right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached at 410. Then nobody at home, so I was stucked outside my house :( waited untill 5pm. Msn-ed, talked on the phone, read my Breaking Dawn. Had tuitionz. Msn-ed again. Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-1380942399973927659?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/1380942399973927659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-hi-hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/1380942399973927659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/1380942399973927659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-hi-hey.html' title='boredom'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-6102000336042833189</id><published>2009-02-17T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:18:37.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a notbad day</title><content type='html'>First period was, D&amp;amp;T. Tomorow's going to have a D&amp;amp;T test O: then chapel, history. I got the recipe for Ashley's damn nice brownies! :D p.e was damn dumb. Had to run 6laps -.- Me and Simin walked throughout the whole thing. During the 4th lap, I went to turn Simin cause our tags are clipped together. So I turned her round and round, in the end, I fell on my ass -.- 5th and 6th lap cut-ed through the field, without Mr Lum noticing :D free period, then science. I was sucking my hand, then after that, a bloodish red spot was left behind :( literature sucked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went for lunch. Then snow city. Made some ice cream which was like damn nice. Laughed at the guy, aka&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mr Frosty&lt;/span&gt;. LOL -.- went to eat at Macdonalds with Yingmin and Simin. Bused home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt; i finally know Sherman's house number -.- and he only replied my message after school ended cause he wanted me to pay attention in class(?) -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-6102000336042833189?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/6102000336042833189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-period-was-d-tomorows-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6102000336042833189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/6102000336042833189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-period-was-d-tomorows-going-to.html' title='a notbad day'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-268827383633927609</id><published>2009-02-16T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:18:52.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random shitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM PROMOTING A WILD PARTY ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ ASHLEY'S HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLAND AREA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS FRIDAY, 20FEBUARY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL ARE INVITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOAL IS TO SMASH ASHLEY'S TV :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-268827383633927609?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/268827383633927609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-promoting-wild-party-ashleys-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/268827383633927609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/268827383633927609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-promoting-wild-party-ashleys-house.html' title='random shitz'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-8064538000467241389</id><published>2009-02-16T04:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:23:17.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness.</title><content type='html'>Lost the match against Cedar, first set was all my fault. Second set dont know how the hell it became my fault when I only played two balls -.- Like fuck. Damn shitz one leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature sucked -.- Stupid Rebbeck send me out of the class twice -.- He was spitting saliva on me lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation :&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra - can you stop spitting saliva on me very disgusting leh.&lt;br /&gt;Rebbeck - Shutup.&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra - seriously digusting lah, stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Rebbeck - You're disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra - Whatever -.- Just stop spitting saliva one my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Rebbeck - Get out now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is his problem -.- Shitface. The worst thing was that he was sweating like mad. And he had B.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free period, engligh then pon maths. went for competition @ Redhill. Some of the supporters were like really dumb lah. Shouting like shitheads, embarrassing themselves. Lost Cedar. Sherman was cheering me up -.- Lol, notbad skills. Then took the bus back to school, waited to Simin they all. Then 196,154,254 home. Bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what the hell is your problem, but you're such a freaking hypocrite. Infront of us talk bad about her, behind us talk bad about us. Wth, this type of people also got. Yeah, there is. And its you. You're so not trustable with anything at all. Still go and suck up to people. For example, today. Whats wrong with taking the bus back to school huh. Like that also want to comment -.-You're not trustable anymore, not at all. Shouldn't even have told you anything. Now, you'll surely spread everything that we've told you. To think that I thought you were sucha friendly and sociable person. But actually, you're just a freaking hyprocrite that backstabs your 'friends'. Or were we even your friends? Or just a group of people to find out secrets from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-8064538000467241389?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/8064538000467241389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-match-against-cedar-first-set-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8064538000467241389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/8064538000467241389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-match-against-cedar-first-set-was.html' title='Emptiness.'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-7854151528999373068</id><published>2009-02-15T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:15:50.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, um, okay. Today was like, boring, yeah. Hmm, morning woke up at 9am, then (S)herman also. Yeahs, like, so cool. Talked on msn then, yup. Went to meet Yingmin to get a hair cut. Um, it like, sucked. Yeah, so, after that ate some suck-ass food. Hmmz, reach home, yeah. Read my, book. Uh huh, boring, um, yeah. Hmm, then went to like, Sakae, for like, my dinner, yup. Then went home, like now, im like, blogging, waiting for that one person, to like, come online, yeah. And Belinda called me a, like, never-do-chinese-homework bitch. Oh, isn't that like, like so sad? Yup. Sure. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals tomorow! @ Redhill stadium? Like how do I even get home after that? Whatever D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-7854151528999373068?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/7854151528999373068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/super.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7854151528999373068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7854151528999373068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/super.html' title='Super.'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-1441690068879096260</id><published>2009-02-14T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:28:30.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bloody Valentine.</title><content type='html'>Valentine's day, totally sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning had training from 10am-1pm. Very tiring and was having stomach ache, blood rushes and breathing difficulties. How sad can that be? After training went to Yingmin's house. Supposed to bathe straight away but instead, I was happily painting my nails :D then bathed and slacked untill 415pm? When Jiaming asked us to go Lot1 at 350pm. Haha, waited for the cab for like 15mins? In the end called cab then cabbed to Lot1. 'Sprinted' up the levels then saw the two gays -.- Wear same colour top and somewhat same colour pants. Rushed to get another ticket cause they only had enought money to buy 3 -.- But in the end, that Sherman got $19 and that Jiaming got $10. Selfish pigs! So me and Yingmin went to buy food. I bought the Nachos. Then while walking, I dropped it -.- Like fuck! Then I had to buy another one -.- We watched &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/moviedetails/gv_moviedetails_7819.jsp" class="movie"&gt;Valkyrie. &lt;/a&gt;Very confusing at first. Then slowly started to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the movie, they left. So, me and Yingmin were like deciding where to go next. We looked like a lesbian couple -.- In the end, trained to Douby Ghaut. Then Yingmin went to buy her brownies, then cabbed to Chinatown. Waited there for some people like a idiot -.- Then walked in some alley. Which is like so cool so take pictures there. Oh and we saw a red Ferrari. Wanted to take pictures with it but obviously didnt -.- Walked like mad then in the end took a cab. Ate dinner with Yingmin and her family. Like random? Then her father fetched me to clementi. Thanks :D bused home. Took 254 -.- then the bus driver damn wth lah. Go and say xiao mei and look at me, then I went forward and say what. Then he go act cute say he wasn't calling me -.- Then I looked around, the only other people were indians -.- Like wtf is your problem D:&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sherman says he's going to help me paint&lt;br /&gt;my nails purple and yellow -.-&lt;br /&gt;Im going to post the outcome, soon.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-1441690068879096260?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/1441690068879096260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-bloody-valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/1441690068879096260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/1441690068879096260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-bloody-valentine.html' title='My Bloody Valentine.'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-7350681344936890157</id><published>2009-02-13T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:35:37.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood rush.</title><content type='html'>Hello world. Due to Sherman's influence, I've changed my blogskin. So cool huh. Whatever -.- So had cross country. Morning was lost! Took 154 and stop at at Yuan Ching Sec -.- Then I cabbed to Chinese Garden. Send Kittipong his song then waited for Simin/Ashley/Belinda. Walked all the way in to Japanese Garden. Damn long walk D: so assembled, took pictures, waited damn long for the thing to start -.- Finally started, Me/Simin/Jermaine/Belinda/Ashley ran together. Me and Jermaine stopped at the toilet, walked in then out. Then we walked the rest of the entire journey, which was like 9/10 of the whole thing. Lol, then finally reach, Hong Huei Donovan and Jie Feng were sitting/hiding/slacking at some rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing which ended around 1145am, walked to the taxi stand. Then some bitches/bastards stole my cab! Fuck them. Soon, a cab came to cab me home :D yay! -.- Bathed then cabbed to Yingmin's house. Bused to Vivo. Then went looking to clothes :D the Pull and Bear one was like damn obscene. So didnt buy :( walked around like mad. 4plus Kittipong/Clarence/Darren came. Slack at the chairs. Poked Clarence's eye while arguing with him. I was like laughing and apologizing. HAHA. Then they wanted to go take bus, then they went down the wrong escalator. Yingmin told them then Clarence point middle finger -.- Then they paiseh come up that time, haha! :D walked even more. Then bused to IMM at 6plus. Then reach at 7plus. Walk again! Then later Yingmin left in her father's new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jaguar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited alone for Clinton/Kittipong/Darren to come. Got my favourable shirt! :D then cabbed home. Reach home, then msn. Talked on the phone with Belinda! :D then msn-ed with Sherman for like a very long -.- I look like a freaking bung D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S &lt;/span&gt;this is what happens when you search 'Sherman' in google, then clicking images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.sg/images?um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;amp;q=sherman&amp;amp;btnG=Search+Images"&gt;click here for the link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.P.S &lt;/span&gt;SHERMAN REMINDED ME THAT TODAY'S FRIDAY THE 13TH! AND TOMOROW IS VALENTINES! SO COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-7350681344936890157?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/7350681344936890157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7350681344936890157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/7350681344936890157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-world.html' title='Blood rush.'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7396274501350771800.post-4918880373430706322</id><published>2009-02-12T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:19:38.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZP489-Vp1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/v8zR4NxVzA4/s1600-h/Photo167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZP489-Vp1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/v8zR4NxVzA4/s320/Photo167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301854912657074002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very nice right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt have the morning run today :D so went for Literature. Rebbeck sucks lah. Only know how to act cute -.- So irritating. Doodled names. .Very nice.  5 periods of science was -.- Terri Tan sucks. Free periods, then Enlish. After that maths. Then lifeskills. Went home after that. Phone no battery. Very sad. Today was super boring. At home, cooked french toast. Then read my book. Msn-ed with Sherman. Very interesting. Tuition later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT @ 947pm.&lt;br /&gt;Back from tuition -.- Damn tired everytime I study. Dont know why but I hate it D:&lt;br /&gt;Cross country tomorow! Must get into top15 in the non-competitive group. Cause Coach says so. After that, I'll rush home and bathe and change and go get my Pull and Bear top! :D like finally. And my mom's indirectly buying it for me as a Valentine's day present. She's the first one to give me a present unlike *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;. Im going to buy a rose for &lt;s&gt;Yingmin&lt;/s&gt; Amosz :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-4918880373430706322?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/4918880373430706322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-nice-right-d-didnt-have-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/4918880373430706322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/4918880373430706322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-nice-right-d-didnt-have-morning.html' title='hallelujah'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZP489-Vp1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/v8zR4NxVzA4/s72-c/Photo167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7396274501350771800.post-3777205261763091433</id><published>2009-02-11T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:20:35.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZLJSBk7oKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tY8Y4rG_9vM/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZLJSBk7oKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tY8Y4rG_9vM/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301521022866661538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bused to School with Yingmin and Yingning. Then when alighting, Yingmin left her shoebag in the bus. So she went up to get it. The bus moved with her in to. So me and Yingning had to walk to school while Yingmin took a free bus ride. Ironic. Assembly was okay, the normal stuff then went for D&amp;amp;T. That Miss/Mrs/Mdm Wong finally collected my incomplete worksheet. I didnt want to do it so I didnt do the back page. Free period was like, dont know what cause I forgot. Chinese was like crap -.- Pecky Wong sucks. I find that all teachers with the surname 'Wong' sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our two free period after chinese was ruined by Shamsiah. Cause she wanted to do some stupid maths remedial @ 1120pm when the period after that is maths -.- Retard. So ate untill 1235pm then Tatsuro came and call us go class. Intended to pon it. But then Cassandra and Jocelyn wanted to go. So ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the stupid 10-15mins of lesson -.- Then left for compeition. Reach there, we thought we were super late cause Cedar already finished their match. So we chionged like mad. Finally, Jermaine came :D then played against Queesnway. I made alot alot of crappy mistakes that I shouldn't. And some fucking Queensway BGIRLS were shouting like shit. And disrupting the match. Especially when we were in the court in front of them -.- When Jialie was serving, one of them went to shout Samuel? Like wtf -.- Anyway. Won them 25-8 and 25-22. Close fight for the second match cause I played like shit. Oh and while gathering, this Yuying girl go stare at me. Then I stare back at her for damn long. Then I diao her. Irritating bitch. And our BGRLS won them :D like a YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After then changed to slippers and went to 711. Bought the crunchie. Then Me/Yingmin/Simin/Yingning cabbed and dropped me off at my house. Went home, use com. Talk on msn untill 7plus. Then I went to bathe. And Sherman went to draw cobwebs -.- Im going to continue reading Breaking Dawn now. Byez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7396274501350771800-3777205261763091433?l=everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/feeds/3777205261763091433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/bused-to-school-with-yingmin-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/3777205261763091433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7396274501350771800/posts/default/3777205261763091433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlasting-morphine.blogspot.com/2009/02/bused-to-school-with-yingmin-and.html' title='loves.'/><author><name>Stupid Baboon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18025516259454759976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZLJSBk7oKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/tY8Y4rG_9vM/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7396274501350771800.post-7166534267281279115</id><published>2009-02-10T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:21:13.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>art of photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgN4kSnpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/xBVxTkpbUfA/s1600-h/Photo093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgN4kSnpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/xBVxTkpbUfA/s320/Photo093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301194396775128722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teamwork :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgN6KKBCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/hkctC6AzsiM/s1600-h/Photo094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgN6KKBCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/hkctC6AzsiM/s320/Photo094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301194397202383906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It says : Im a ah beng loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgNpk4XbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WSecY2eB2rg/s1600-h/Photo097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgNpk4XbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/WSecY2eB2rg/s320/Photo097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301194392751070642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgNHploeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1BNpUHJO7aw/s1600-h/Photo105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgNHploeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/1BNpUHJO7aw/s320/Photo105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301194383644008930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgM-D5PWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Wm87oObEehE/s1600-h/Photo111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CJ-384BIl3Y/SZGgM-D5PWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Wm87oObEehE/s320/Photo111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301194381069991266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed the freaking blog link again. Isn't that like sad? No. I dont think so. Pictures later. Had D&amp;amp;T, did the presentation. Then chapel. History :D was spraying the deodarant like mad. Make ice. So cool. Then sprayed on my own hand, it leaves a burning sensation. So sprayed alot of people. Ashley's reaction very retard -.- P.E was next. Fucked up Mr.Lum made us all do push-up positions. Then had to run like some shithead with my skirt on -.- wtf lah. He had some attitude problem. Like an over dosage of Heroin. Mad ass. Four free periods was next :D at first was old time table, but our united class decided to pon science :D in the end, still had to go for science -.- new time table also got science D:&lt; size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT @ 1132pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, please go to&lt;a href="http://www.oh-so-cool.blogspot.com/"&gt; www.oh-so-cool.blogspot.com &lt;/a&gt;for oh-so-cool stuff. 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