<?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-4458246999777153237</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:34:48.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's unfair...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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EYEBALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Yeoh Cheng Khim(no idea guy or girl, shud be new Tcher) --idk hu the hell&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Mr Roger Lim -- OMFG!!!!! I WANNA TRANSFER CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;Maths: Seon Then Yee(idk guy or girl) -- idk hu the hell&lt;br /&gt;English: Mr Chionh Chye Aik -- WAH! STRICT BUGGER!!&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T : Mr Tan Woon Wee&lt;br /&gt;MT : Jawdicks! -- **********************(Long list of vulgar, its wayy too long!)&lt;br /&gt;SocialStudies : Mr Yang Yin Leong -- The serious mann, wah i scared!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sex Ed : Mdm Debbie -- The teacher who had sex and got pregnant agn this year,(no wonder she teaches Sex Ed)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways todae PSL was ok, abit irritated wif some but overall i think its kinda fun..&lt;br /&gt;My grp is very rude, bad mannered, attitude problematics, many more..( Im gonna go on till 10 pages if this continues..=.=)&lt;br /&gt;haha, alright, bye bye lah, currently smsing ..*hearts*xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-5551929334851137355?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/5551929334851137355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/hell-oh-nothing-much-to-post-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/5551929334851137355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/5551929334851137355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/hell-oh-nothing-much-to-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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This is Keeping up with the Kardashians!!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome show!! iluvkimkardashian!!!♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;Today, nothing much.. Just a short post, k buhbyes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4520460687541276631?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4520460687541276631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/hell-oh-this-is-keeping-up-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4520460687541276631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4520460687541276631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/hell-oh-this-is-keeping-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/Sz9iSEpo8pI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lww2z_q8yyI/s320/20061_225228953980_554658980_3124143_7048873_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422160539002925714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! These are the Tanjung Pinang Photos.. More to come!!&lt;br /&gt;Today was great, went to Tanjong Pagar a while, then to Sengkang..&lt;br /&gt;Watched some parts of "Keeping Up With The Kardashians" season 4 on sis laptop,&lt;br /&gt;went to Chai Chee, somewhr there, MAK's place for dinner... And yeah&lt;br /&gt;Smsed ♥ ♥ ♥ , in the afternoon, all the way till now..:D &lt;br /&gt;haha, ily alright!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, k byes!&lt;br /&gt;chiaoz!@!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-6483794984159835443?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/6483794984159835443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/haha-these-are-tanjung-pinang-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/6483794984159835443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/6483794984159835443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/haha-these-are-tanjung-pinang-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/Sz24oBbAvGI/AAAAAAAAALw/DpCTdJlRPLE/s320/19158_225928711027_663076027_3235299_2143996_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421692524139953250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/Sz24n5KXY6I/AAAAAAAAALo/S5J5UCjKdfE/s1600-h/20950_229691836869_546966869_3049001_3942397_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/Sz24n5KXY6I/AAAAAAAAALo/S5J5UCjKdfE/s320/20950_229691836869_546966869_3049001_3942397_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421692521922651042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/Sz24nsG0dYI/AAAAAAAAALg/voSszeglxdA/s1600-h/20950_229691831869_546966869_3049000_2407798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/Sz24nsG0dYI/AAAAAAAAALg/voSszeglxdA/s320/20950_229691831869_546966869_3049000_2407798_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421692518418118018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2009. HELLO 2010 !!!&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, HI! long time since i updated my blog.. &lt;br /&gt;kinda leceh handling a blog.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Some photos from the drama bbq are there, got them from TSL..:D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, bbq day was fun but there was a lack of something for me, personally..:(&lt;br /&gt;That same night, was awesome! I couldnt stop smiling each time an sms alert comes on..:D&lt;br /&gt;REUNITED with ♥♥♥...:D&lt;br /&gt;ily girl!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so yeah.. Ystd had a mini new year's party with family, uncle and aunt..&lt;br /&gt;Ordered pizzas, baked a pudding cake jelly thingy wif custard.. yumm.. haha, alrighty then.. tootles!!&lt;br /&gt;30/12/2009  ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;haha ok cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4440373936394308159?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4440373936394308159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4440373936394308159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4440373936394308159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/SyIi1bM2xeI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nWtzSzdajyk/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413928003282847202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/SyIi1O7J8HI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DUL450T4Cyw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/SyIi1O7J8HI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DUL450T4Cyw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413927999987380338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/SyIi0xWJnTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JD5E9HXrsFw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiOUDlsr5C0/SyIi0xWJnTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JD5E9HXrsFw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413927992047541554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from the barbeque, nothing much really..&lt;br /&gt;Ystd, went out wif Dzul, Eugene, Alex, Derrick &amp; Wai Keat..&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan ditched us!:O haha.(:&lt;br /&gt;Ate at WS.. Was terrific..&lt;br /&gt;Went to arcade... Play a while..&lt;br /&gt;Met dzul at interchange..&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Derrick's house..&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, Derrick &amp; Eugene started talking rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of their convo..&lt;br /&gt;Derrick :Eh, u noe wad? My mom say i was picked up from a rubbish dump leh&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Oh rly?&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: Yar dats y i turn out like dat.xD&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: My mom said, i was a bangla's son! I used to be black.. She adopted me!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: Den why u so white?&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: I dono, my mom take me den she say i suddenly became so white!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: so white?!&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: SO WHITE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: SO SO WHITE!!&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ard, 3-5 ppl turned back and stared like "WAH SO NOISY SIA!"&lt;br /&gt;There was an indian man right infront of eugene, he looked like, "wah sian.."&lt;br /&gt;OMG! FUNNT SIA! &lt;br /&gt;PLAYED TABLE TENNIS, SOCCER, went home, and yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Have been watchin naruto manga alot these days..x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-2181176763955530940?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/2181176763955530940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/photos-from-barbeque-nothing-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2181176763955530940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2181176763955530940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/photos-from-barbeque-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Mom staff mah.:D&lt;br /&gt;So, at 1st was kinda boring, then Munirah ajak me to walk around.. Walked ard pasir ris park, met up wif the other cousins, natasha, munir, hifzan, then farhan came along !&lt;br /&gt;It was fking fun ok ?! It was 11.15pm, they wanted to go somewhere scary, me, living at pasir ris, brought them to sungai api api, @ ard, 11.30-11.45, they were scared, was very eerie.. No one there.. Very silent, walked, walked walked.. Talked, laughed, camwhored, joked, told stories, etc.. Gerek ah ! Then, walked to whitesands, got a drink, reached there ard, 12.30.. Walk damn slow.. Then we decided to go 1 level higher, walked to pasir ris swamp, camwhored.. Entrance of the swamp, munirah and farhan got frightened, at 1st all wan, den scared, after encouragement from all of us,we went in, was motherfkin dark munirah, haha !, was literally hugging evry1 as we walked, i mean seriously, the place was scaaaary ! No lights, 1 bridge, and all around you is the forest, not park, forest... At the end of the swamp, we realised we were kinda lost so, farhan called his fren and we walked to our left all the way...&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru, we realised we were in the middle of nowhere, at 1pm i think, we were like, omg, there's no one here, was extreme eerie.. walked, munirah was like , lets ask someone for directions, and she was like ah there, there's someone, we were like err? Where? &lt;br /&gt;Munirah: there.. Eh? Where he go? I swear i saw someone there..&lt;br /&gt;All got frightened.. &lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru, we smelt this very strong scent of jasmine flowers, all got scared, turned, a jasmine tRee, even worse, we were like all walk faster ! Then, got back to the right track, haha, their parents called like madd, my parents and farhan's parents were soo relaxed, 1 of their parents was like&lt;br /&gt;Omg ! You guys near forest rite?? Better on ur prayers i tell you, and they started their superstition, knowing them..&lt;br /&gt;Reached...&lt;br /&gt;They were like where you all go..&lt;br /&gt;Munirah : oh, sungai api api there lah..&lt;br /&gt;The mummies : apa ?! Whuatt ?! You guys went there ?!&lt;br /&gt;we : uhh, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;The mummies : omg ! Go wash ur face and start saying ur prayers now ! U noe dat place ah.. Bla bla bla, nags nags nags..&lt;br /&gt;Us : we went to the swamp oso.:D&lt;br /&gt;The mummies : omg ! Why you all go thr ?! Who bring you there?!&lt;br /&gt;Munirah :hassan..&lt;br /&gt;Aunti suraya : you anyhow blame hassan only ah ! You the eldest u noe ! Hassan so skinny, he become tour guide?!*defending me thinkin im innocent.:D*&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they were like, ''tsk tsk tsk hassan...&lt;br /&gt;Tour guide hassan... Haish... The skinny one become the leader ''&lt;br /&gt;Haha, went home, slept like a babi, woke up, almost 3, at 2, mom in her room, called my hp,&lt;br /&gt;''hassan, you wake up alrdy??''&lt;br /&gt;Me : uhh? Ya, just, i going sleep back ah.. You wake up alrdy??&lt;br /&gt;Mom : yar, aiya, sleep back ah, tired ah, bye..&lt;br /&gt;Me : ok, bye, good night..&lt;br /&gt;Mom : kay...&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to the bungalow in the evening.. Played, carom.. Walked ard pasir ris park and slacked.. K, i sleep 1st, night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-2891219731686545847?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/2891219731686545847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-haha-bored-mann-shofi-got-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2891219731686545847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2891219731686545847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-haha-bored-mann-shofi-got-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Gratz to Shofiyah...-.-&lt;br /&gt;Lost her phone, nokia E63, gonna get a new phone later, either blackbery storm 2 or IPHONE...&lt;br /&gt;Gratz...(don push it)&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, fucking bored mann!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, nothing to post!!!&lt;br /&gt;CYA peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4863023993098575345?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4863023993098575345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-to-naz-and-syiqah-linkedxd-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4863023993098575345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4863023993098575345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-to-naz-and-syiqah-linkedxd-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color of underwear are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Missing something?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Friendz, School, Ehub!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could go back in time and change something, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; idk ? speeches ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you must be an animal for one day, what would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; An eagle !!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Err, yeahs, idk, guess so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Sing. Write. Sing.Skate. Daydream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The song stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tik tok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. From whom did you copy and paste this?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Alysha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name someone with the same birthday as YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Ain !xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; how i noe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yeahs, but not so large, wait, yes ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you could have one super power what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Beams that come out from my hands to blast ppl who annoys me, ps: shofi, you're 1st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Attitude, looks, personality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you usually order from starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The last timei drank starbukks was wif shofi.. forgot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Like im gonna tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Yellow, black, very light brown.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you still watch Kiddie shows?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; DUHH! SPONGEBOB !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is a line from one of your favorite songs?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; And love was right in my path,, in my grasp, and me-eeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are you???&lt;br /&gt;&gt; o.O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you speak any other language?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; english, malay, (mandarin, cantonese, thailand, indian vulgars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's your favorite smell?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I don go ard smelling things..-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Describe your life in one word:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; INSANE !!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is one thing you would like to learn how to do?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Drive, Hack..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; idk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; songs, what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What should you be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Sleeping ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who was the last person that made you upset/angry?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ooh, miss lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. How often do you talk to God?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; depends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you like working in the yard?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; err? ive nv tried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; i love my name just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Haha, it depends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is your most memorable moment?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; not gonna tell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-1986028863477612132?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/1986028863477612132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1986028863477612132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1986028863477612132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Come on evry1 don be shy, just dance, dance , DANCE, SHAKE IT !&lt;br /&gt;And the old freaks started to get even..&lt;br /&gt;1 of the cooks shouted.. " YE YE ! JOGET KAU ! JOGET SAMPAI KAU MAMPOS ! DAH TUA ! JOGET TAK SEDAR DIRI SAMPAI NAK JATUH ! JOGET ! HAH! JOGET SAMPAI MAMPOS KAU!!"&lt;br /&gt;we were like laughing at the back...&lt;br /&gt;and yes, 1 of them was like so hyper and fell... :O&lt;br /&gt;it was distugtingk, they danced n all.. brrrrr !&lt;br /&gt;hahas ystd, watched christmas carol wif dzul...&lt;br /&gt;omfg...&lt;br /&gt;it was BULLSHIT !&lt;br /&gt;Its so "werld"&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, really ! even the kids were like wtf..&lt;br /&gt;went to whitesands..&lt;br /&gt;Read books, go back to gramma hse home,&lt;br /&gt;Uncle said "OI! STOP USING MY COMPUTER AH! LATER ALL GT VIRUS "&lt;br /&gt;scolded me...&lt;br /&gt;5 mins later, he came out,&lt;br /&gt;"Uhhm, i have a spare laptop, go use ah..(:"&lt;br /&gt;like  THANX MANN!&lt;br /&gt;Gramma hse hav a laptop, at home have a personal computer ! i luv my life !:D&lt;br /&gt;k cya bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4855620561934262150?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4855620561934262150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-hey-theres-kinda-nothing-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4855620561934262150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4855620561934262150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-hey-hey-theres-kinda-nothing-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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We learn bout leadership..:D&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie : -.- seriously, tell me wad happened..&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : leadership is influence.:D&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie : -.-'' serious lah..-.-''&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan : k la.. k la.. 1st, started, got this crybaby..&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie interrupts, : oh oh ! Jia Kang issit ?!:D*cheeky look*&lt;br /&gt;We burst out laughing like madd sia ! Miss lie quite evil ah..:D&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : eh, naughty naughty...&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan : no lah, its ___________. *explained why*&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie : Hah ?! So he cried bcoz no one listened to him. *gave a Wtf look*&lt;br /&gt;Continued the story...&lt;br /&gt;Talked a lil..&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie : i knw its wrong of them to say those things to ya'll but, you guys are also wrong to fight back, you should let me know about it, then i'll go and handle them..&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan : aiyo cher ! We not like those loser councillors, all cry baby complain complain !&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie like sorta laughed and giggled abit. But can see she tahan.. Haha !&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie : remember you guys sign a contract and shake hands?? ? That you'd stay commited as a PSL ?? You shud stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : hah ?! Wad ?! Wad contract ?! Don be funny ah !&lt;br /&gt;Burst out laughing...&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan : dat contract lah, the one we sign in music room and got councillors there?&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : hah ?! Wad ?! Must shake hands wif councillor ?! Okay bye ! I quit ! I dowan alrdy !&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie was like :O and also laughed..&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan : council all alot of gay boy ah..&lt;br /&gt;Miss lie: -.-''&lt;br /&gt;And got some lecture lah, den talk bout normal things, not involving councillors and cca leaders.. Teach 3e5 nxt yr ah she. Heng i 3e4..&lt;br /&gt;Den, went to jaron's hse, play WII.. Sang wif jaron and JJ, guitar hero..&lt;br /&gt;Watched Vids.. Hehe ! I guitar hero, sing medium and hard hard mode for beautiful soul 95% okay ?! And 91% for what ive done.. I rock !^^&lt;br /&gt;Haha, went to eat at downtown east, before dat, wait for syazwan, he go meet his girlf..&lt;br /&gt;Now at home, sianz..&lt;br /&gt;Haha k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-1702414715948665374?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/1702414715948665374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-hey-hey-long-time-since-update-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1702414715948665374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1702414715948665374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-hey-hey-long-time-since-update-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-5549945533884004034</id><published>2009-11-26T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:51:49.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! SEE!&lt;br /&gt;OK WIF MOST OF THE COUNCILLORS !&lt;br /&gt;THE REST ALL SHUT UP !&lt;br /&gt;I SAID MOST&lt;br /&gt;NOT ALL...&lt;br /&gt;AIYA COME CLEAN LA. ALL LA...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, all so unreasonable !&lt;br /&gt;Some, not gonna say who. dont even admit it !&lt;br /&gt;Ok, councillors, i apologise if i was too harsh in attacking u guys in the music room..&lt;br /&gt;You guys should thank Felicia Chew Jia Kang...:D&lt;br /&gt;The peacemaker!&lt;br /&gt;Thx Felicia !&lt;br /&gt;FEELING MUCH BETTER NOW !&lt;br /&gt;NO FIGHT FIGHT DURING PSL K? U FIGHT, I CHOP OFF UR HEAD, DEAL?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, COUNCILS, NO HARD FEELINGS, OUTTA ANGER NIA...:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-5549945533884004034?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/5549945533884004034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/yay-see-ok-wif-most-of-councillors-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/5549945533884004034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/5549945533884004034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/yay-see-ok-wif-most-of-councillors-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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COUNCILLORS... *blueks!*&lt;br /&gt;have to come together and attend this 2 day course..&lt;br /&gt;Ystd was SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;boring...&lt;br /&gt;Lame...&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder how some ppl can be called leaders. i mean, being a leader, you don have to always be serious and like some dork ! 24/7 serious all the time, or even crying coz ppl throw papers at you? And the best part is, you SHIT HOLES think you're the best row model.&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know...&lt;br /&gt;ARROGANCE,&lt;br /&gt;FINDING FAULT,&lt;br /&gt;COMMMENTING ON PPL DIRECTLY,&lt;br /&gt;INSULTING,&lt;br /&gt;SCOLDING,&lt;br /&gt;BOSSING,&lt;br /&gt;ACTING AS IF YOU OWN THE STAGE?&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know ppl, &lt;br /&gt;this brings you nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;NO-WHERE!&lt;br /&gt;YOU HEAR ME?!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, councillors...&lt;br /&gt;Started when we had to play a game, build a tower thingy, Gabriel, one of the okays in attitude unlike the others wanted to lead but was unsuccessful coz of some playful ppl who wasnt interested..&lt;br /&gt;Then coz they didnt wanna listen to him, he cried...:'(&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;And became worse when Syazwan and Eugene started insulting him, crying...&lt;br /&gt;Basted sia u all!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, WHAT THE FARK MANN!!!! UR TURNING 15 AND UR CRYING COZ OF THIS SHIT ! One more even pro ! Throw paper ball cry oledi ! Another one, CHINA MAN, ppl don listen to him, cry and emo, OMG ! UR TURNING 15 ! WTF SIA U ALL !&lt;br /&gt;Then. some councillors tried to help him get attention from evry1..&lt;br /&gt;Then the trainers gave up us a debrief..&lt;br /&gt;She asked some councillors to hiv their feedback.&lt;br /&gt;I heard some other councillors said "don giv comment later sure fight.."&lt;br /&gt;These ppl stood up and started their nonsence..&lt;br /&gt;Calling us, non-councillors, the CCA leaders, chairmans, presidents, &lt;br /&gt;IMMATURE...&lt;br /&gt;WORSE THAN A SEC 1...&lt;br /&gt;ATTITUDE PROBLEM...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; many more, but im gonna cut it short..&lt;br /&gt;Coz im saving my insults...&lt;br /&gt;1 said "You guys are worse than the sec 1s! You guys should go back being sec 1s. Do you think you're fit to be a CCA leader?"&lt;br /&gt;1 more said, "We know we are councillors, WE ARE THE LEADERS, it doesnt mean the rest of you shud be followers and follow us councillors..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT YOU TRYINA SAY?!&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE LOW RANKED AND LAMER PPL!&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK THAT WE'RE FOLLOWING YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK UR ANGELS?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK UR THE BETTER LEADERS?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK UR THE BEST!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO N DIE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARROGANCE BRINGS YOU NOWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU THINK UR THE BETTER LEADER, GO LEAD THE SEC 1s URSELVES THEN!&lt;br /&gt;SMART RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;BETTER RIGHT!?&lt;br /&gt;DO URSELF LA!&lt;br /&gt;INSULT US TINK FREE ARH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh!&lt;br /&gt;1 said "You think we wanna be here?! We have to be here coz our teachers asked us to bond wif you, CCA ppl.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON HAVE THE HEART TO DO IT? &lt;br /&gt;DON DO IT...&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE AS THAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept our mouth shut...&lt;br /&gt;Can see all leaders boiling oledi dieing to fight back!&lt;br /&gt;When the teachers left the room, only trainers and us right?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ELSE?!&lt;br /&gt;FIND FAULT BACK AH!&lt;br /&gt;I evrything all !&lt;br /&gt;EH COUNCILLORS, TOK SO MUCH CAN SHUT UP OR NOT!?&lt;br /&gt;ACT SO BIG !&lt;br /&gt;TINK U WAD?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All kept quiet...&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was this 10 quotes, show on the screen, the instructor will choose 1 person, and that person chooses another person and so on and so forth till the 10th person..&lt;br /&gt;We, NON-COUNCILLORS, wanted to target this 5 ppl who insulted us completely, and whn their tryina explain their knowing of the quote, we'd attack them...&lt;br /&gt;ONE BY ONE...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;The 1st one..&lt;br /&gt;Sat down like nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan and I, eh fat! Go ah! TOK SO MUCH JUS NOW, NOW NO GUTS!&lt;br /&gt;THEN, NOT IN ORDER, 2ND PERSON CAME...&lt;br /&gt;When insult us, so mother fking loud!&lt;br /&gt;When wan explain so soft like shit!&lt;br /&gt;Me: WAH! Cool ah ! Insult us so bloody loud now so soft ! Louder arh! Insult onli right!? Stupid councillor, learn to insult!&lt;br /&gt;3rd : Gave in a lil bit.... Insulted also, SYAZWAN DAMN BUSTED SIAAA!&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE : EH SIALA! HOW COME THIS COUNCILLOR, __________, HER FACE LIKE SHIT SIA!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE BEAVER + PORK...&lt;br /&gt;BURST OUT LAUGHING..&lt;br /&gt;4th,&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE SANDY CAME OUT!&lt;br /&gt;SQUIRREL!&lt;br /&gt;INSULTS ON COUNCIL...&lt;br /&gt;5TH, &lt;br /&gt;SYAZWAN : BE URSELF! BE URSELF! ______ MORE! ARH! _________ !! ACT ONLI LEADER!! GO **** MY ****** !!!&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY SIA!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL COUNCILLORS SHUT UP AND LOOKED AT US LIKE, SOME SCARED, SOME LIKE, OMG... SOME like frustrated... SOME CANT BE BOTHERED...&lt;br /&gt;Den this damned shit bag ! kena den say, i wan hassan to present ~! &lt;br /&gt;MOTHER ASS HOLE !&lt;br /&gt;JIA KANG !&lt;br /&gt;NEXT YR SAME CLASS, WAH SIAN...&lt;br /&gt;NABEH SWAY EH!&lt;br /&gt;Go to the front...&lt;br /&gt;STUPID DAMNED BUGGER !!&lt;br /&gt;JUST NICE, MY QUOTE WAS,&lt;br /&gt;"Talk to ppl, Not ard ppl"&lt;br /&gt;Shane : Yes, hassan, what's ur understanding?&lt;br /&gt;ME: Oh, OH OH!!!!!!! (: MY UNDERSTANDING IS... If ur not happy, tell dat straight to their faces, don talk behind the backs, if you have guts, talk straight ! And yes, councils, im not talking behind ur back, IM SAYING STRAIGHT IN UR FACES! NOT HAPPY?! DON TALK BEHIND. TELL ME NOW! &lt;br /&gt;Shane : Whoa ! Can you explain more?&lt;br /&gt;ME : OH OK OK! NO PROBLEM! IF YOU ARE UNHAPPY, DON SHOW FACES, SAY STRAIGHT TO THE FACES, TELL THEM OFF! YOU'LL FEEL BETTER ! I feel much better now, u noe... ARROGANT HOR! &lt;br /&gt;Shane : WOW, obviously there's something wrong here...&lt;br /&gt;ME : OH yes yes ! Must say to this ppl straight to their faces ah! LET THEM KNOW ! LATER ALL ARROGANT ! WONT STOP ! THINK ALL THEIR THE BEST !!&lt;br /&gt;Shane : Oh... OK... You wanna share about it? Errr, better not lah, later k?&lt;br /&gt;ME : Yes yes! many things to say, you council ppl wait ah, after this, i explain in detail !!!&lt;br /&gt;Then the shane, wow, u notice hassan talks ah? hands all swing, pointing and all ah..&lt;br /&gt;ME: Oh got point ah?! Syazwan ! JUST NOW I GOT POINT MIDDLE FINGER AT THE COUNCILLORS ?! *pointing it at the councillors...*&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan laughed all the way, &lt;br /&gt;ME : Oh never ah?! AIYA ! YOU COUNCILLOR VERY LUCKY AH, I FORGET, LATER YOU CRY ARH !&lt;br /&gt;Eugene and Ian and Syazwan started crybaby crybaby coz there were 3 ppl, all MALE cried... Coz of small reasons..-.-&lt;br /&gt;All the councillor damn scared sia ! SYAZWAN, VULGAR LIKE MAD !&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE,  DIRECT INSULTS !&lt;br /&gt;AND THE REST CHEERING ON US INSULTING THEM..&lt;br /&gt;RECESS,&lt;br /&gt;all of the councillors stayed away from us...&lt;br /&gt;Went to them and find fault and insult them, all didnt fight back, scared oledi. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;They had a meeting, coz of us..&lt;br /&gt;Asked athirah what was it about ?&lt;br /&gt;Athirah : Oh, err, they discussed and we're all gonna give an apology to you guys later as a whole council in the music room...&lt;br /&gt;Went up, they didnt apologise, think they changed their minds, coz like, scared we insult them even more whn they apologise..&lt;br /&gt;Played games... &lt;br /&gt;Talked..&lt;br /&gt;MADE A COOL POSTER !&lt;br /&gt;SHAREEN AND ATHIRAH REJECTED LIKE MADD ~!~!~!~!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE EVRY CCA, OWN POSTER AND GOALS AND what ur CCA promotes...&lt;br /&gt;I drew a big lip there, coloured the bimbo RED..&lt;br /&gt;Then notice, "WE BOOMZ", "OUR CCA IS FULL OF BIMBOOOOOOOOOSSSS!!!" &amp; ETC.&lt;br /&gt;WENT HOME,  AIYO, Mr goh scold scold like mad..&lt;br /&gt;GO home, play com. See what grammy cooked.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMEH ! K CYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-485171876548901682?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/485171876548901682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyy0-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/485171876548901682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/485171876548901682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyy0-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Just woke up, ppl nagging.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... &lt;br /&gt;Its 7.12 AM god damn it!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, anyways, ystd went to jurong east, met uncle Roy and his wife and daughter and son.&lt;br /&gt;hahas,&lt;br /&gt;Mom said we're gonna rent 1st and try it out and see how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;The house has a powerful location, its at the top of the hill, idk what issit?&lt;br /&gt;Its like a condo terrace thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Cool !&lt;br /&gt;Security is to the max! Uncle said 3 security posts altogether, 1km from the&lt;br /&gt;area, security no. 1&lt;br /&gt;100m from the area, security no. 2 and this security, if u say ''im visiting my fren''&lt;br /&gt;they'll say ''call him out then''&lt;br /&gt;damn strict&lt;br /&gt;3 is at the back..&lt;br /&gt;Mom was laughing, we havent decided on the house yet coz we viewed many and haven decide which is the one we're taking, but we alrdy start quarreling..&lt;br /&gt;For rooms..:D&lt;br /&gt;There's an indoor pool and golf course !&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;And, its located at the top of the hill so its kinda peaceful and quiet coz not many cars pass by..&lt;br /&gt;And, 3km from the estate, go straight, you can decide if u wanna go Jusco, Giant, another one, idk the name , city square..&lt;br /&gt;yeah!:D&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i love it.&lt;br /&gt;At 1st we were like wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;Waste money !&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia 24/7 rob!&lt;br /&gt;haha, then went back to jusco to eat..&lt;br /&gt;Mom: This bloody malaysian ah! Damn bloody impatient, u noe, i don know the queue was there, this makcik came to me and "eh eh,*tapping my mom from the back*, QUEUE BEHIND!*staring at my mom's face and giving eye contact*&lt;br /&gt;Mom was fed up.&lt;br /&gt;Something like that happened to Kak Farha too.&lt;br /&gt;Farha was queueing at the coffee stall and this makcik came and cut her, she said she felt like screaming at the makcik coz the queue was oledi long.&lt;br /&gt;The makcik stared at her and pretended she didnt do anything wrong, another guy came,&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me, go to the back of the queue"&lt;br /&gt;makcik: no no! i buying nasi lemak only, very fast&lt;br /&gt;guy: No No! I don care, go to the back and queue up,&lt;br /&gt;the makcik paiseh stare at farha and farha simply smiled. haha!&lt;br /&gt;That's what farha told us ah. haha!&lt;br /&gt;We then reached SG, we took a bus there.. So, whn we reached sg, there were malaysians also alighting.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the MRT, saw 2 malaysian chinese.&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 aunties who wanted to get up but haven, so, 1 of this malaysian, whn the train stopped, quickly ran there, and blocked the seat, but the auntie still haven got up. Me and my sis wanted it but we were not so kan chiong.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, someone else got it.&lt;br /&gt;Kak Farha, as usual, gangster, was unsatisfied and not happy,&lt;br /&gt;the person was next to her. &lt;br /&gt;She told me, "Hassan, I didnt know there were seat police in the train!" LOUDLY! she heard..&lt;br /&gt;me:huh?&lt;br /&gt;farha: No , so impatient ! Ppl haven get up run there like some stupid idiot !&lt;br /&gt;again, LOUDLY, the malaysian's blood was oledi boiling.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;and i thought mom and dad would say, don find fault ah.&lt;br /&gt;They joined in mann~!&lt;br /&gt;Mom: This malaysian all bloody SNOB!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Yea, no order, think evrything they can do ! *shaking his head*&lt;br /&gt;Farha: This is coz, this bloody malaysians, do evrything that is wrong and they don get caught or punished for it, so all this idiots think its OKAy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom was taken aback for a moment, &lt;br /&gt;Mom:Yeah, shit mann!&lt;br /&gt;Farha : All this ppl, no rule! No order ! No respect !&lt;br /&gt;Mom : No Manners !&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Nv go to school punye!&lt;br /&gt;Farha : No sense of courtesy !&lt;br /&gt;Me : Aiya, Malaysian wad, think all can, NO RESPECT, NO COURTESY, NO MANNERS, SO RUDE!&lt;br /&gt;All this, we talked loud, onli dad was slightly softer. Mom and farha, wah~!&lt;br /&gt;Some other ppl in the mrt oso looked and like "yeah, true"&lt;br /&gt;Then the 2 malaysians shit bag dropped off, the one kakak insulted indirectly face was turning reddish and was sweating, idk if angry or scared.&lt;br /&gt;Farha gangster u noe!&lt;br /&gt;If she Not happy, she tell u in ur face or let you know, insultingly, indirectly!&lt;br /&gt;Then reached home..&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, k cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-8514852768208936874?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/8514852768208936874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyyo-just-woke-up-ppl-nagging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/8514852768208936874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/8514852768208936874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyyo-just-woke-up-ppl-nagging.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-69386633047608257</id><published>2009-11-22T08:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:53:27.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>yay ! Waiting for mom and dad to get ready ! Going to JB ! Gonna look for a house there ! Gonna be awesome ! Haha ! Ystd was alrite, went to JB oso. Today going agn. Ystd was quite fun wif syamirul and syirah.. Haha ! Ok, gtg now, nagging ppl asking me to hurry up.:D&lt;br /&gt;Cya peeps !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-69386633047608257?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/69386633047608257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/69386633047608257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/69386633047608257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Staying at home bores me.&lt;br /&gt;Play maple onli..-.-&lt;br /&gt;was caught in the rain, was blood hell wet, phone was very wet, malfunctioned a lil.&lt;br /&gt;Bored...&lt;br /&gt;Slept like pig in th noon...&lt;br /&gt;Ate like a monster, stay at gramma hse, there's always something to munch on.. haha, in no time, i'll grow fat. k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-2485055789950366480?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/2485055789950366480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/harlo-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2485055789950366480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2485055789950366480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/harlo-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Left my phone on the table..&lt;br /&gt;Gramma went to geylang/ang mo kio, i went back to sengkang.. Right after i board the bus, realised phone was gone ! Told the bus uncle to stop, i dono whr we were,, near airport, going highway i think, dashed all the way back...&lt;br /&gt;GramMy was still waiting for the bus, ran to her, was speechless, she also panicked but dono why oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : grammy !! Hold my....*gasping for air* earphone, i left my... Phone on the .. Table...&lt;br /&gt;In a panicky yet gasping tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy: oh uhh uhh ! *digged her bag and took my phone out, laughing*&lt;br /&gt;me:whuatt ?! It was wif you all along ?? Why nv tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Grammy:Oh, i forgot...&lt;br /&gt;-.-'' all in malay la, i translate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sengkang, cabbed to rashaad's hse, put the things there, no.. It was only a drink container... Ya noe the one, weddings always have...&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ehub then...&lt;br /&gt;Met the boys..&lt;br /&gt;Slack slack slack...&lt;br /&gt;Went to macs...&lt;br /&gt;Otw there, bumped into... o.o 0.0 O.O&lt;br /&gt;Someone really beautiful, gorgeous &amp; sweet...&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to macs, ate ice cream, to arcade, met wai keat, back to macs..&lt;br /&gt;Went to ntuc to buy bbq stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;Wow... Didnt know i had so mucH power over them. All i did was, ''you guys better help me ah ! Don come and cabut !''&lt;br /&gt;And they did. All i did was to walk ard ntuc, told them to take how many of wad things, and they carried it all..&lt;br /&gt;Met rashaad's daddy, so kind !&lt;br /&gt;Helped us transport the things to rashaad's house...&lt;br /&gt;zakiah came early.&lt;br /&gt;1st to arrive, whn we came, she was alrdy there, &lt;br /&gt;OMG !&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah what were you doing wif rashaad,in his house?? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, the rest came,&lt;br /&gt;BBQ !&lt;br /&gt;Ching sheng came on his bike, action, ride one hand, and then...&lt;br /&gt;*SMACKK !* slided and fell off the bicycle. Face was bloody hell pale !&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny sia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the BBQ, food started flying ard...o.O&lt;br /&gt;Eugene threw the noodle at ching sheng, went into his shirt, his reaction was like damn shocked and it was as if there was a snake on his neck..&lt;br /&gt;Then all sorts of food flew, hit...&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan, abigail, pei qi was nice !&lt;br /&gt;She was dipping butter wif the brusher and then a slice of green pepper  flew in.. Hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;Noodle landed on rashaad's hair, &lt;br /&gt;Food was fantastic..&lt;br /&gt;Derrick, gayed wif syazwan, damn funneh !!&lt;br /&gt;Dzul Was drunk..&lt;br /&gt;Heard weird noises.. Freaky.. Evry1 became scared. Irfan and brian were damn pale, they claimed they saw it...&lt;br /&gt;Which i think was real cozz...&lt;br /&gt;Rashaad's house was located at the corner of the long stretch of condos..&lt;br /&gt;Next to his condo was a jungle, behind his condo, jungle, infront of his condo, a jungle..&lt;br /&gt;Damn scary with tall trees and stuff, his house was near an abandoned house which ppl called, the red house...&lt;br /&gt;Had a feelin zakiah saw something coz she looke like :O wHn she turned there...&lt;br /&gt;Dene was a saredy cat.:P&lt;br /&gt;Brian, never seen him so frightened..&lt;br /&gt;Wai keat, Felt like punching his face, all of us were so scared, all don dare talk abt it, he was like, why?? What happened? What you all see??&lt;br /&gt;Whn we say, don ask and we gave a signal relating to 'it'&lt;br /&gt;He immediately turned his head up, and looked at all the trees and then, ''got nothing wad''&lt;br /&gt;OMG !&lt;br /&gt;Rashaad's mom was pretty...:/&lt;br /&gt;Wallace suddenly, so good, whn i said, i wan marshmellow, ''yes hassan? You wan? Ok, you wait, i do for you'' like o.O wow ! Ur so kind? you posessed??&lt;br /&gt;Went home as a whole group..&lt;br /&gt;Even i bet miss lie was scared . She didnt walk out to the street to get a cab, called one.. Confirm scared..-.-''&lt;br /&gt;Burst out laughing whn miss lie showed a photo on her phone, was mr yang yin leong, took miss lie's phone and took a photo of himself, acting ''cool''.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeyerr !&lt;br /&gt;K bye, phone battery dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*updated by phone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-2049298743904140945?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/2049298743904140945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/haylo-haylo-lazy-post-these-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2049298743904140945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2049298743904140945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/haylo-haylo-lazy-post-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Didnt know that the kids will be swimming so, didnt bring my trunks.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling irritated, by lookin at them havin fun SWIMMING...&lt;br /&gt;Gramma was like, "Hassan , ask mummy bring ur clothes la"&lt;br /&gt;APA LAGI ?!&lt;br /&gt;Called her. &lt;br /&gt;And then....&lt;br /&gt;VHOOOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;Went into the sea, with my heavy jeans, belt, shirt still on..&lt;br /&gt;Basically, got rid of electronic gadgets and dived in !&lt;br /&gt;YEAYH!&lt;br /&gt;Fun, came back...&lt;br /&gt;Farha : Issit me or are you becoming black?&lt;br /&gt;-.- ?!&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from school, bought books!&lt;br /&gt;WEEEW! TMR CLASS BBQ! CANT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL THEN !&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;cya peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-9216704225786887799?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/9216704225786887799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-hey-hey-long-time-since-my-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/9216704225786887799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/9216704225786887799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-hey-hey-long-time-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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In love with Old songs;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride For You - Danity Kane&lt;br /&gt;Ricky Martin &amp; Christina Aguilera - Nobody wants to be lonely&lt;br /&gt;Rob Thomas - Lonely no more&lt;br /&gt;&amp; many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When the chips are down &amp; it seems like its so hard for youu, moove ahead, just know that i'm right beside there, aint no ifs, buts or maybes im gonna stay down &amp; ride for you , bayybeh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ADAPTED FROM "RIDE FOR YOU")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4830947114225082343?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4830947114225082343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyyo-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4830947114225082343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4830947114225082343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyyo-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-7581249799516259870</id><published>2009-11-07T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:55:45.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HhahahahahaRlo!&lt;br /&gt;Bored. &lt;br /&gt;Its been so long since i actually was really active in Facebook.:D&lt;br /&gt;Ystd decided to go in and kaypo ard.. haha&lt;br /&gt;o.o im startina like facebook, for a particular reason.(:&lt;br /&gt;Met new ppl in facebook..^^&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Suhaili for quite long...&lt;br /&gt;Then Asyqin, short short, girl, PVPS...&lt;br /&gt;Hahahas, ystd was a bore at 1st but it was fun in the end.^^&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to sms at night but tertido..:(&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, bored... &lt;br /&gt;Woke up at.. 3.52AM&lt;br /&gt;3 messages...&lt;br /&gt;Wirda Izzati, Suhaili Hassan &amp; Farha Sa'eran...&lt;br /&gt;Haha, replied and smsed a while, went back to bed. And now, dono wad to do, chatting online and facebooking and waiting for the latest episode of Naruto Shippuden to finish loading, until then, bb! ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS SONG! KINDA LOVIN RITE NOW!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head down as I watch my feet take turns hitting the ground&lt;br /&gt;I should, I find myself in love racing the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm soaked in your love&lt;br /&gt;And love was right in my path, in my grasp&lt;br /&gt;And me and you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run, run, smash into you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run, run, smash into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It flows, what I hear no one else has to know&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know in what we have is worth first place in gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm soaked in your love&lt;br /&gt;And love right in my path, in my grasp&lt;br /&gt;And me and you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run, run, smash into you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run, run, smash into you, smash into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head down, as I watch my feet take turns hitting the ground&lt;br /&gt;I should, I'm in love and I'm racing the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm soaked in your love&lt;br /&gt;And love is right in my path, in my grasp&lt;br /&gt;And me and you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanna run, smash into you&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to run, smash into you&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to run and run, and run, and run, ooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to run and run, and run, and run, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna run, run, smash into you&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to run, run, smash into you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-7581249799516259870?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/7581249799516259870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hhahahahaharlo-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/7581249799516259870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/7581249799516259870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hhahahahaharlo-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-3727490053337267526</id><published>2009-11-05T20:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:17:29.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyho!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, kinda having too much fun these days, till forget update...:D&lt;br /&gt;Ystd, was one of my awesomest days!&lt;br /&gt;Drama was fun mann!&lt;br /&gt;The Tchers didnt come so we partied!&lt;br /&gt;Then, me, Eugene, Dzul, Derrick, Pei Qi, Zakiah &amp; Sue Lynn, &lt;br /&gt;go swimming...&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT 1: At the waves pool, we went to the 1.6m - 1.7m deep side with the float...&lt;br /&gt;The waves so sooo strong, that i had trouble balancing myself on the float, i toppled off, it was deep, i could have managed it fine, but the waves were really crazy!&lt;br /&gt;I was like some idiot hu was gasping for air, couldnt breathe, swallowed a huge amount of water, couldnt breathe. Idiots thought i was joking, they laughed.. Derrick knew i was serious and he was, Eugene stop playing, he cannot breathe..&lt;br /&gt;Eugene came towards me, wanting to save me o.O^ . Since i couldnt breathe, i had to think fast, immediately swam like mad to the not so deep part. While swimming, accidentaly kicked Eugene again and again. Sorreh^^. When i popped my head out, idiots and some others looking and laughing. Fuck la... Damn paiseh... The lifeguard wanted to dive in, he alrdy stood up and got ready. I tell you, it'll be damn paiseh if he were to dive in mann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT 2:&lt;br /&gt;When we were outta the wavy pool,Derrick was like, "Eh, aku nak kencing.." &lt;br /&gt;Eugene : Aiya just pee in the pool lah!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick : Disgusting sia like dat! Ppl later swim then kena.. Nehmind i can tahan.&lt;br /&gt;Few seconds later...(WALKING TO THE SLIDES) and i mean WALKING! OUTTA THE POOL!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick was so silent. &lt;br /&gt;Derrick : Eh hassan, see.&lt;br /&gt;me : OMFG OMG! EEW EEW GET LOST!&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS PEEING AND WALKING AND THERE WERE YELLOW WATER DRIPPING OUTTA HIS PANTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALERTED THE OTHER 2.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : WAH CIBAI! NINAMAI! FUCKER! &lt;br /&gt;*ALL LAUGHED*&lt;br /&gt;Then talked bout Derrick peeing and walking and laughing, Eugene, not realising, went to Derrick&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : Eh you disgusting boy ah! PEE IN THE PANTS AND WALK! I SWEAR I SAW THE YELLOW PEE COMING OUT!..&lt;br /&gt;And, after that, not realising, he smacked Derrick's ass !&lt;br /&gt;Dzul : OI GENE! YOU JUST TOUCH HIS ! ...&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : Huh? OH WHOOOOOAHHH! NABEH CIBAI ! WALANEH! DISGUSTING ! I NEED WASH MY HAND.&lt;br /&gt;* we were laughing like mad *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT 3: &lt;br /&gt;At the Lazy, we decided to race with our floats, 1st one to make 1 round, without falling off wins, and we can try to make each other fall... Eugene was leading... Dzul nearly made me fall, then Derrick tried to make him fall, so they were busy with each other, chionged to Eugene,&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : MOTHER FUCKER! YOU COME NEAR ME, I SWEAR I'LL MAKE YOU FALL LIKE ASS! &lt;br /&gt;Me : Lai ah!&lt;br /&gt;Then tried to push each other down, Eugene fell, he fall alrdy, still pull my float down wif him, i was using my legs to push him away and he dived down, dived up back and POP once, POPPED TWICE! ( second was softer )&lt;br /&gt;I ACCIDENTALY KICKED HIS NOSE STRAIGHT DIRECT ! &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA ! SORREH AGN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT 4:&lt;br /&gt;Halfway playing in the lazy river,&lt;br /&gt;Dzul : Arhhrhrhrhr! arrrh!&lt;br /&gt;US : why?&lt;br /&gt;Dzul : arrrrh! leg cramp ! Ouchh!!&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like mad!&lt;br /&gt;Dzul face was tensed and he looked like one cute small boy, lying on his float, with a tensed also sad face... haha cheer up mann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met up with the girls, we separated a while lah, lent them our floats so they could go up certain slides...&lt;br /&gt;Then all 7 of us went to the Wave area and played there..:D&lt;br /&gt;Was fun!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! ZAKIAH  SEXY SEYH ! OF COURSE LA, BOYFREN-D OSO FOlo mah! haha, PQ DONO HOW SWIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SL kesian no soap ! hhaahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was awesome mann!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Going 3e4 nxt yr..:(&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THAT CLASS BCOZ!!!!! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full of small-sized ppl(sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;2. Full of Guai Lans..&lt;br /&gt;3. Full of Step-Gangsters&lt;br /&gt;4. Full of Day-dreamers&lt;br /&gt;5. Bimbos&lt;br /&gt;6. MAIN - NOT FUN PPL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw the board, i was like OMFG !!!!!!! FROM WHAT I SEE, ME AND ZAKIAH AND BERNARD ARE LIKE THE ONLY KECOH ONES IN THE CLASSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE REST ARE EITHER Nerds who respect teachers but try act gangster wif other students, bimbos, fat ppl who mind their own business, day dreamers who, i have no idea what's going on in the mind..&lt;br /&gt;We'll be the only ones corrupting the class?! NO WAY!!!! BORINGGGGGGG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. gt 8 other retainees in my class too. Hope they're fun...&lt;br /&gt;Eugene was like, wah _________ bye bye liao ! Coz she fat, sure kena disturb &amp; bullied by Hassan.. GOOD LUCK MANN!&lt;br /&gt;*Evil smile* (:&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;Predicted, 3e5 will be the most HAVOC &amp; PAIN IN THE NECK &amp; UNCONTROLLABLE CLASS !&lt;br /&gt;Many trouble makers, and playful and daring ppl..&lt;br /&gt;I wan join!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Irfan going to meet his brother, Hidir(retain) in 3e5, brothers in gvss who're known is sec 2 and sec 3 for causing trouble and their devil-minds...&lt;br /&gt;nxt yr both same class, BROTHERS OF DESTRUCTION&lt;br /&gt;Gd luck to whoever who teach them nxt yr.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Alex's house wif Eugene, played PSP, chk out some ppl facebook, kaypo-ed abit, see them play guitar, &amp; talked... HAD FUN THERE...:D&lt;br /&gt;They ditched training...&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ehub with them to makan. Ng kuang zhang called, "why u nv attend training!? im gonna call ur parents " and really he called and Eugene's mom was furious...&lt;br /&gt;Jus nice, saw another badminton teacher, used to be la, ROGER LIM in the bus. Hope he didnt see us...&lt;br /&gt;Went to makan at Ehub, saw 2NA ppl, Luqman &amp; Shaiful, GOOD FWENS!!^^&lt;br /&gt;Went to arcade, saw Bernard, Ben, Eng Hwee, Doughlas &amp; some other 2e2 ppl..&lt;br /&gt;Played 3-4 rounds of the basketball thing wif Gene and Alex, Alex pro ah! Bernard joined in afta a while &amp; so did Eng Hwee...&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the ppl fishing at Pasir Ris Town Park, one guy caught a blooooody big fish!&lt;br /&gt;i think 25+ cm long...&lt;br /&gt;His frens were such dumb asses!!!&lt;br /&gt;They kept fishing at the same area, where there was no fish whn you could see fish * jumping in and out* at the other area.&lt;br /&gt;And they kept fishing there.&lt;br /&gt;One of the dumb asses, threw his fishing string thingy towards a wooodern plank, straight there!!!&lt;br /&gt;GOT STUCK...&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing like mad, cos he swing like pro, then aim at the wooden plank and got stuck..&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went home wif Alex...&lt;br /&gt;Walked him home la basically...&lt;br /&gt;Talked... Talked... Talked...&lt;br /&gt;So, yea. So tired mann...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired... Oh yea Gene, sure i'll help you, no problem.. Bit you gotta prove to me ur serious... OKAY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-3727490053337267526?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/3727490053337267526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyho-hahas-kinda-having-too-much-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3727490053337267526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3727490053337267526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyho-hahas-kinda-having-too-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-7049363532690667977</id><published>2009-11-03T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:03:36.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;ystd was fun, hung out with Pei Qi, Zakiah, Eugene &amp; Dzul at E!Hub.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go escape, but it was closed. I hate that place anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Its full of rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;Not in a good mood, gonna explode any moment, not attending drama tmr, not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;Went to M'sia. Has loads of fun wif Shofi and Farha &amp; also Mom &amp; Dad. Tried riding a bike, almost crashed it, nearly flew out, if i turned, i think i'd collide with another vehicle. A car or maybe a nother motor.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go swimming at Anchorvale Swimming Complex tmr with &lt;br /&gt;Girls: Sue Lynn, Zakiah &amp; Pei Qi&lt;br /&gt;Boys : Me, Derrick, Caleb, Dzul, Eugene, maybe Syazwan &amp; Sufi comin along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4am last night, eyes very heavy...&lt;br /&gt;Have been sleeping late these days... K bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointing... Pissed... Ya noe, its difficult, i always encounter this sorta thing. If i keep high ''security'' towards them, they'll say, ''you have no trust in me'' but if i do trust them and let them be, i'll recieve disturbing results in the end.. What should i do?? This aint the 1st time this happened... But i didnt say this is not the worst... And Yes, it is the worst i've encountered. Each time when i think of something else, i'll be alrite. But when i start thinkin bout it, i'll just go speechless and depressed... I dono what to say or do anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-7049363532690667977?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/7049363532690667977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-ystd-was-fun-hung-out-with-pei-qi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/7049363532690667977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/7049363532690667977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-ystd-was-fun-hung-out-with-pei-qi.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-449294956518975644</id><published>2009-10-31T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:37:25.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harlo ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;BORED...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, ard 9.&lt;br /&gt;Bathe bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;Went to Raffles Place, SG river there, with mom.&lt;br /&gt;She gt throat infection.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the "Bonham Medical Centre".&lt;br /&gt;Then, OMG! I read a particular msg from sweety, and i didnt realise, my mom&lt;br /&gt;was looking. Then when i turned and covered my phone, she pretended she didnt see anything and then smiled at me. FREAKY...&lt;br /&gt;Then went to eat opposite, somewhere opposite the Singapore River...&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Mustafa to buy some snacks, toiletries &amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;In the MRT, she was like, Eh got seat! &lt;br /&gt;damn loud..&lt;br /&gt;Then at Mustafa, otw down in the lift, someone, indian woman, with a stroller, asked my mom&lt;br /&gt;indian woman: Is there space? Can i come in? *expecting my mom to say yes*&lt;br /&gt;mom: NO, NO CANNOT. CANNOT. NO SPACE.*with a lazy look &amp; she pressed close*&lt;br /&gt;The indian lady face like so wth mann!&lt;br /&gt;Was giggling in the lift...&lt;br /&gt;Went to outram park MRT station..&lt;br /&gt;One Indian man came to us,&lt;br /&gt;he was like, "mmmrrraaafasfmmmmfammmmmmmfasughyysfammmmmmmfaosmmmnnm" *mumbling*&lt;br /&gt;me and my mom stared at each other, tryin not to giggle,&lt;br /&gt;cos he had thick mustache, covering his mouth and he was mumbling and his mustache looks like it was vibrating and also, tryin to understand what he was saying&lt;br /&gt;indian man:*continue to mumble* mmmmrrrmmmememermermm LITTLE INDIA"&lt;br /&gt;Then we were like OHH!&lt;br /&gt;And my mom directed him.&lt;br /&gt;me: I swear i didnt understand a thing he was saying until he said LITTLE INDIA&lt;br /&gt;mom: Ya me too ! He tok like funny like dat. Keep on mumbling&lt;br /&gt;Then we laughed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the trainee PE teacher in the MRT, she looked at me in  a way like "this boy looks so familiar"&lt;br /&gt;Mom was very exhausted in the MRT cos of standing, there was an empty seat, she chionged there, then there is a Russian i think, lady blocking her way, talking to her fren.&lt;br /&gt;mom: excuse me.. * normal tone *&lt;br /&gt;she didnt hear...&lt;br /&gt;mom: EXCUSE ME!&lt;br /&gt;ppl were like looking and i was like OH MY GODDDDD..........&lt;br /&gt;went home. relax a while,&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, just cut my hair, ard, 1/2 hr ago.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;Someone's outta pwepaid...:(&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, goin to Malaysia tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Mom see my dad there, do business damn good, like, he buys 2nd hand furniture here for like $800&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sells them off there for like 7000RM...&lt;br /&gt;Mom bought a lot of perfume, the stupid $3 perfume&lt;br /&gt;and gonna sell there for like 20-40RM each...&lt;br /&gt;its called investing...:D&lt;br /&gt;Now, planning to buy a house in Malaysia whn market low..&lt;br /&gt;And just leave the house empty, and gonna sell it off&lt;br /&gt;when Market is high. Buy cheap. Sell high!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, umm. If you guys sms me/call me tmr, i MIGHT not pick up or reply ur msges,&lt;br /&gt;cos the last time i used my phone overrseas, and yes, my phone got autoroam, my bill was ard 300+ coming to 400.&lt;br /&gt;Thx to Luqman lah. Tok to him for hours overseas and smsing ppl...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bb! Off to chat, find food, watch vids and etc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-449294956518975644?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/449294956518975644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/harlo-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/449294956518975644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/449294956518975644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/harlo-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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LOL-ed with Irfan, Eugene, Brian, Dzul &amp; Ian...&lt;br /&gt;Irfan damn funneh mann!&lt;br /&gt;Today, quite fun&lt;br /&gt;Went to Temasek Poly wif Zackiah's Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice man...&lt;br /&gt;Run that stupid run...&lt;br /&gt;Was very relaxed...&lt;br /&gt;Still got no. 12, go chiong halfway !:D&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;2e3 won the interclass soccer! yessa!:D&lt;br /&gt;The girls and some idiots all lazy cheer, i force evry single 2e3 student up there, to go down and sit next to the field and cheer.&lt;br /&gt;haha!!! woots!&lt;br /&gt;all cheered la...&lt;br /&gt;went to Ramen 10 wif mommy!:D&lt;br /&gt;Ate loads of sushi !&lt;br /&gt;I love the fried salmon with the special sauce ! yummeh!&lt;br /&gt;then, went to Ehub!&lt;br /&gt;Watched Imagine That...&lt;br /&gt;Fun mann!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Pasir Ris Town Park, see ppl fish...&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at DowntowN East and now im home... &lt;br /&gt;k bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4270980472282662430?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4270980472282662430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4270980472282662430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4270980472282662430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/d.html' title='..d'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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ONLY SEC 3s Can see...:(&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lie entered the class very late, so i was hungry, took out my potato chips thingy and shared it with Ian, Rashaad &amp; Brian...&lt;br /&gt;As i was munching the thing, i put the bag of potato chips on my table, when she came in, i was holding a potato chip on my hand.. She stared, ask me keep but no scold ah.&lt;br /&gt;Then she knn! She crushed a paper ball and threw it at Eugene. Then i said," no wonder classroom so dirty, especially u complain under ur table alot papers"&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave a cheeky smile. She opened my book, and rub/ smack very gently on my face, asking me to READ READ READ! Then she laugh, random sia!&lt;br /&gt;Then MT, Mdm Hasanah go ask class do some lame compo competition, i take and give back to her, say i dowan do. I think she give up, she say ok... U no need do. Then alarm. FIRE DRILL...&lt;br /&gt;Sat down at the dirty field...&lt;br /&gt;Irfa and Syazwan nearly made me pee... LAUGHED LIKE MAD!&lt;br /&gt;ART, lame la Abdullah, cant walk for 3 seconds, kena stand on chair, EH NO KICK AH!&lt;br /&gt;then RECESS, KNN! KENA CAUGHT FOR ESCAPE! CHING SHENG oso kena caught la, i see his face i buei song, i sabo him...&lt;br /&gt;Kena pick up all rubbish on parade square as punishment. I only picked up 1. CB that Tung Sampah!&lt;br /&gt;I pretend i nv see the rubbish then go to other directions...&lt;br /&gt;Then go canteen buy food 1st, bring back class eat...&lt;br /&gt;Kanasai~! PHUA relieve us! The boys kept talking dirty bout her..&lt;br /&gt;She guai lan, cant even talk...&lt;br /&gt;Talk abit, she scold like shit. LAME SIA!I rather have Xiao Lu relieve us. Rather than this chinese teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Then English, Sufi BASTARD sia! I dono what he insult Ching Sheng, then Chingy angry, Chingy push him, then Sufi push back then fight fight. Mdm A broke the fight, she lectured both of them... More like insulted them than lecturing...&lt;br /&gt;School ended. Im not gonna talk about last afternoon or evening coz im lazy...&lt;br /&gt;KK bye bye! Go plae maple 1st! bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-7442811336681954600?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/7442811336681954600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/7442811336681954600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/7442811336681954600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-4427848250666900360</id><published>2009-10-21T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:09:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.uh</title><content type='html'>Hahahahahahahaharlo!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, dono wad to post...&lt;br /&gt;School was okay, in the morning, assembly, reported to miss lie,&lt;br /&gt;told her i didnt bring my HEY booklet...&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like, oh, you die later by Mr Tan lor..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, timothy ah? If like dat i curse him die before HEY lesson ah.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lie: Oi! *softly with a cheeky look*&lt;br /&gt;Then the convo went on... lazy say...&lt;br /&gt;JJ &amp; Solhan were laughing, then she looked at them...&lt;br /&gt;Got the damned briefing for the "Sungai Buloh Nature dono wad* by Miss Li.&lt;br /&gt;Damned boring, the instructions were like insulting us, as though we're primary school kids...&lt;br /&gt;She said, we might get stung by beees there...O.O she briefed us what to do if a swarm of bees were coming and what must u do if a bee manages to sting you...&lt;br /&gt;She said there're wild animals like otters, crabs, squirrels &amp; even crocodiles there. Its a swamp basically, the place...&lt;br /&gt;A swamp where its kinda like a "tourist attraction"&lt;br /&gt;Then maths, si bei boring! &lt;br /&gt;Then HEY, KNN! That Timothy make us do pumping!&lt;br /&gt;Just coz we hide at the corner, Me, Eugene, Derrick, Brian &amp; i dono how, Rashaad who wasnt there, happens to kena pumping oso..&lt;br /&gt;need do 38 pumping! KNN!&lt;br /&gt;Then he lecture. Brian called him crap, straight in the face, he kept talking bout Brian insulting him.&lt;br /&gt;We did army style pumping...&lt;br /&gt;"Permission to carry on sir!"&lt;br /&gt;"Permission to recover sir!"&lt;br /&gt;and if we didnt say it altogether, we'll stay in the push up position, which can die one for damn long! KNN!&lt;br /&gt;Den recess, den English, Azlina nv come...&lt;br /&gt;Evry1 went back up to the classroom except for Me,JJ,WK,Derrick,Brian,Eugene,Sufi,Syazwan &amp; Dzul.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ong, who was otw to 1E2 saw the bunch of us slacking there, &lt;br /&gt;he said "Oi! Why you all here?! Go back to class now!"&lt;br /&gt;We were all, in a break of silence, we wanted to go back, then sufi said, " oh we second recess ah cher! Jus start!&lt;br /&gt;Den he "ohh"&lt;br /&gt;The way sufi said it to him, is like insulting him, we laughed like crap, immediately after he left...Some boys from 1E2 looked at us &amp; wanted to laugh with us, but some gave us the wtf look. Syazwan, "Cibai! Wad stare stare?!" then they scared, they zhao. Then Farhan 1NA, &lt;br /&gt;we saw him and his class&lt;br /&gt;when we came, they were in  a conversation bout races, then got 1 bugger say, "Eh farhan sia, Keleng!"&lt;br /&gt;Farhan: Eh babi kau! Aku tumbok kau! Kau ah keleng!( IN A VERY KENTAL MANNER)&lt;br /&gt;WE LAUGHED THE HELL OUTTA OURSELVES, after hearing that!!&lt;br /&gt;They were staring at us like, paiseh...&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY SIA!&lt;br /&gt;Then otw back to class, Syazwan &amp; Sufi do Re-enactment, can join drama ah they all.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then slacked in English period, wanted to cabot to canteen to buy food then we bring and eat in class! Then Mr Tum came. He saw us escaping thru the backdoor, he was like, where're you all going!? &lt;br /&gt;We were like, oh going front door ah cher, very warm behind...&lt;br /&gt;Den he stared at us.. &lt;br /&gt;Then science, boring. &lt;br /&gt;Then history, boring oso.&lt;br /&gt;Then Literature, GOD DAMNED BORING!&lt;br /&gt;yea, lah... Haha, then Zhenny called using &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; phone, &lt;br /&gt;Zhenny: Hey Hassan, ____ asked me to call you to tell you that i've kidnapped her, okay? bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr Umm, &lt;br /&gt;Then he put down the phone..-.-''&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to say something though but nvm..:D&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok ok. Very bored, haha, kk buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4427848250666900360?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4427848250666900360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/uh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4427848250666900360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4427848250666900360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/uh.html' title='.uh'/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-3233682864197867226</id><published>2009-10-20T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:16:35.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.o</title><content type='html'>Phooh! Its been quite a while since my last update...D:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, 5 dayz...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; smsed me last night, reminded me to bring my tie and all. Wheee! Good to back in school!xD&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt bring my tie, was at gramma hse... No gvss tie...:(&lt;br /&gt;Homec was a bore, i KNEW IT! I suspected that we'll either watch some eating habits video or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;slumdogmillionaire&lt;/span&gt;. Mdm Zaidah was famous for that movie.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we watched both...&lt;br /&gt;LOL-ed wif Derrick &amp; Brian during the movie...&lt;br /&gt;Funneh sia Derrick. Brian is nice to talk to...&lt;br /&gt;Then science, go digital art room.&lt;br /&gt;LOL-ed with Derrick &amp; Brian again...&lt;br /&gt;We went to GVSS website to look at science teacher, SherNise Li's photo.&lt;br /&gt;Then gt no photo. sadded la! &lt;br /&gt;Then Derrick noticed that her name was spelt wrongly..&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: Cher cher! U come here cher! i wan show u something!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Li: What? Huh? What issit?*with a WTH look in her face*&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: Cher u see, SherMise Li ah? Ur name spell like dat ah? Cool ah.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Li: No. U all blind, the 'R' &amp; the 'N' is joined together.&lt;br /&gt;Brian: Wah pah jiao ah!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: Cher u see properly. SherMMMise Li Rong Zhuang&lt;br /&gt;Miss Li then laughed/smile and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene rubbed in her face, she paiseh le..&lt;br /&gt;Then recess, boring...&lt;br /&gt;Then MT. &lt;br /&gt;Mdm Hasanah nv come. KNN!&lt;br /&gt;Then some LAME LIKE SHIT teacher relieved us.&lt;br /&gt;She made us play a very lame game which was a waste of time, money, effort &amp; paper...&lt;br /&gt;Some family tree puzzle game!&lt;br /&gt;Then maths, SL did the class outing planning...&lt;br /&gt;Then History, MISS NORAIZA RULESZSZSZSZSZ!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We didnt go thru papers, we slacked with her.&lt;br /&gt;We sat ard her and MANN! She can be a highly paid story teller!&lt;br /&gt;She told us bout ghost stories of her personal experiences or her friend/student's experience. The way she told us, was really AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;Even some of us got scared just by listening to her stories...&lt;br /&gt;Eugene was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Dene screamed when she was telling the story coz she was too frightened. The way Miss Noraiza tells stories, its AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;U wont sleep at all! U will even beg her for more!&lt;br /&gt;Then assembly, boring...&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Derrick slack in the toilet till ard 1.15 then we came back...&lt;br /&gt;Damn warm sia the hall!&lt;br /&gt;Irfan cracked some jokes along with Eugene. Sue Lynn was disturbing me bout &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;OK, then went central wif Brian &amp; Eugene.&lt;br /&gt;Otw there, saw &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANN! Ur awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Then slack slack slack.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the PSP shop wif Eugene &amp; Brian...&lt;br /&gt;Brian saw some "chio" girls and he was literally staring at them, they also looked at him... Brian was like " Eh hassan, look to ur left, near the bubble tea stall. CHIO AH?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: So So ah. The face like KANASAI! Not chio ah, u wan u go ah! For me, only one person is really CHIO to me...:D that is, u noe hu la.&lt;br /&gt;So went home, otw home, did some texting..^^ ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then play maple..:D&lt;br /&gt;Then that blasted paranoid but very unique and awesome sister of mine came home, SHOFIYAH SA'ERAN...&lt;br /&gt;She went in the room and suddenly asked me personal questions...&lt;br /&gt;I was like " how the hell u noe all this!? "&lt;br /&gt;She said she has a poly fren whose bro or sis, i dono was in GVSS and had been observing me...&lt;br /&gt;Then this person told my sis my personal stuff...Abt sweety. &lt;br /&gt;Not exactly her, but told my sis i was in close relation with a girl but he dono hu. My sis asked me everything.. i was like how the F*** u noe all this?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;U read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;SHOFI: U have a blog?!?!?! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;ME: Oh shit! I was tryina keep it from any family members and now u noe...&lt;br /&gt;She saw &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt; blog and she smiled at me gracefully... I was very happy coz, usually elder siblings when they find out all this, they'd be like wth or wtf or even scold us or lecture us annoyingly.&lt;br /&gt;This particular sister of mine, which i really adore though she bullies me often, even told me what a perfect right guy should do for a girl...&lt;br /&gt;And she told me to do this and that and that and this. And she gave me many many tips. It was like as if she's an expert or smething... HAHA! She's full of surprises. And i thought she'd be like "Hassan! Why u doing this arh?!" &lt;br /&gt;Made her promise not to tell any family members..^^  THANX KAK FOUFI!:D&lt;br /&gt;k BUHBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-3233682864197867226?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/3233682864197867226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3233682864197867226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3233682864197867226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/oo.html' title='o.o'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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But, at the same time not really awesome...:(&lt;br /&gt;Tried to download maple in the morning, i tried to download it at 8am, FAILURE...&lt;br /&gt;FK sia!&lt;br /&gt;Got really really fed up!&lt;br /&gt;So, since i was so bored &amp; stressed staying at home, i decided to go out,&lt;br /&gt;smsed sweety...&lt;br /&gt;Went to Queensway with Derrick, Eugene &amp; Foofi!&lt;br /&gt;Go find Derrick's soccer boots.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like mad all the way!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eugene's fantastic insulting jokes...&lt;br /&gt;Sufi's bastardness towards black ppl &amp; retarded ppl &amp; some others...&lt;br /&gt;Derrick's dirty thoughts... HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;In the MRT, Derrick slept like 90 degrees. He woke up, his back hurt.&lt;br /&gt;In the MRT, there was an old lady, Derrick being a good boy gave up his seat. Then he stand...&lt;br /&gt;It was packed. There was a lady reading a book. Derrick grabbed one of the "hangers"&lt;br /&gt;on the MRT &amp; his arm pit was directly at the woman's face. He didnt realise. The lady stepped back &amp; gave him a look..&lt;br /&gt;And he did something like that again when the particulatr lady moved forward. Was hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;And sufi was being random..&lt;br /&gt;sufi:what to buy at queensway ah?&lt;br /&gt;derrick:Buy shoes ah!&lt;br /&gt;sufi:eeee, boring ah...&lt;br /&gt;derrick: then wad u wan?&lt;br /&gt;sufi: go ikea la! Buy bed! A nice bed!&lt;br /&gt;derrick: whah! set ah go find a nice bed then can **** damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;They spoke bloody hell loud! I was like " can u two shut up!?!"&lt;br /&gt;There was a lady, staring at us, especially derrick &amp; sufi. Gave us a weird look.&lt;br /&gt;As though we're idiots..&lt;br /&gt;Embarrasing!&lt;br /&gt;Sufi's pants were lose, just outside the MRT station, Eugene took his belt off, IN THE PUBLIC WHERE THERE WERE FULL OF PRIMARY SCHOOL KIDS &amp; WORKERS!&lt;br /&gt;And passed it to sufi.&lt;br /&gt;He actually lifted his shirt up, and wore the belt in public like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;His underwear was "flashed"...&lt;br /&gt;Went to shoe shop. Derrick tried his shoe, when he took off his currently using shoe, there were grass in it! eeyer!&lt;br /&gt;They kept asking me who sweety was,&lt;br /&gt;didnt reveal. of course not...&lt;br /&gt;Then went to airport, otw there, there was a nice ferrari..&lt;br /&gt;Derrick being a busy body, shouted bloody loud!&lt;br /&gt;derrick: EH SIALA! FERRARI! NICE SIOL! HASSAN, URS RIGHT DAT ONE?! COOL SIA!&lt;br /&gt;we were all like "derrick!!!dont talk so loud!!"&lt;br /&gt;Took the MRT to airport...&lt;br /&gt;In the MRT, we had to stand coz it was packed like siao. &lt;br /&gt;Then an old woman came,&lt;br /&gt;she stood right in front of us, she started twitching non-stop!&lt;br /&gt;every 5-8 seconds, she's shake/nod her head and her cheeks were flabby!&lt;br /&gt;Sufi was making fun of her like mad!&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like crap!&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna elaborate coz it has insults to do with a particular religion..&lt;br /&gt;We were standing near a bunch of indians... At lavender, there were a large group of indians coming in. There were a few behind us who were going out..&lt;br /&gt;Before the door opened, sufi saw the large indian crowd..&lt;br /&gt;sufi:KANINAR! JI BAI, SO MANY &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PUNDEK!&lt;/span&gt; BLACKY MAMA! ALL SO BLACK SIA! SURE SMELLY!!&lt;br /&gt;We were staring at him in shame. The indian man behind was glaring at him...&lt;br /&gt;Was funny yet freaky &amp; scary...&lt;br /&gt;Met rashaad in the MRT otw to airport...&lt;br /&gt;CAMWHORED when we arrived...&lt;br /&gt;Started talking crap...&lt;br /&gt;Abigail, AKA squirrel and pei qi came...&lt;br /&gt;Eugene was like, "oi! squirrel! never read the sign ah?! No pets allowed!"&lt;br /&gt;and we made fun of pei qi &amp; abigail, no hard feelings.. I wasnt really involved, just laughed...&lt;br /&gt;THE STAR CAME...&lt;br /&gt;APICHAI MANEENACARITH...&lt;br /&gt;He looks happy when he saw pei qi..(:&lt;br /&gt;His aunt was like, "omg omg omg! which one pei qi ah?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh this one pei qi ah? so pretty..."&lt;br /&gt;Apichai &amp; pei qi were shy... hahas,&lt;br /&gt;Talked to the aunt, she seems to like pei qi alot!&lt;br /&gt;Saying she's cute, pretty, presentable &amp; many more...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, told pei qi her comments, blushed... Didnt really blush but&lt;br /&gt;can see she's trying very har not to blush...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, talked &amp; all. Apichai's thai friends came...&lt;br /&gt;They seemed really enthu and all...&lt;br /&gt;We were very afraid that they'd do break dancing in the middle of the airport cos&lt;br /&gt;they're capable of doing that. NO SHY one...&lt;br /&gt;In school, some will just drop in the middle of an empty area and break dance.&lt;br /&gt;Its cool but its kinda embarassing for me to have an unknown crowd glaring at me...&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the sad goodbye...:(&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Apichai, hope we'll meet one day... again...&lt;br /&gt;Really gonna miss him. &lt;br /&gt;GONNA MISS:&lt;br /&gt;Disturbing him in class&lt;br /&gt;Teasing him&lt;br /&gt;Turning to my left and smiling at him&lt;br /&gt;Annoy him&lt;br /&gt;Irritate him&lt;br /&gt;Make him blush&lt;br /&gt;Meet him in the morning everyday before assembly&lt;br /&gt;Hearing him laugh&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO&lt;br /&gt;being his friend...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lie said her final goodbyes to him on the phone. He looked very sad...&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ...&lt;br /&gt;Next person, that's leaving us, BRIAN YEO BO JUN...&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;He's tranferring to a school ard Bishan coz he's shifting there...&lt;br /&gt;We were like, " man, we're gonna miss you. 1st api. next gonna be you.. gonna miss ur hornyness"&lt;br /&gt;And he was like off topic, "nvm nvm nvm! I move to the west, i go find chio chio girls for you all!"&lt;br /&gt;Was like -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Went home wif rashaad...&lt;br /&gt;Talked alot wif him...&lt;br /&gt;General things la...&lt;br /&gt;I rarely talk cock wif rashaad.&lt;br /&gt;Im always focused and into reality when im wif him...&lt;br /&gt;Being near eugene &amp; all, just makes me laugh non stop...&lt;br /&gt;And here i am, at home... Wanna go out tomorrow but dono go where...&lt;br /&gt;Its boring here...&lt;br /&gt;hahas, ok. buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:We'll miss you Apichai...:( Keep in touch yea? bye... farewell...:( May you have   a wonderous future ahead of you..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-2076528138437182856?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/2076528138437182856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2076528138437182856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/2076528138437182856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-day.html' title='WHAT A DAY!?'/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-6427565817067211122</id><published>2009-10-14T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:49:35.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Hahahaharlo!&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... Bored...&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up at 7am just to download maple&lt;br /&gt;cos i accidentally deleted it off the com...&lt;br /&gt;It was only 1 hr left ... So i went to bathe...&lt;br /&gt;When i came out, the wireless was off! GREAT! WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;I screamed the hell out "Siapa pegi off internet!?!?!" means "who offed the internet?!"&lt;br /&gt;Went to the kitchen! Asked gramma, she said no&lt;br /&gt;Grampa came out from the toilet smiling! I was screaming like hell! &lt;br /&gt;I think my neighbours woke up! I have 1 thing that i practice.&lt;br /&gt;I dont touch ur things, you dont touch mine. Ya wanna do something, check it out 1st...&lt;br /&gt;Coz im too used to private space at pasir ris. I mean, the internet is never off, be it if im at home or not. Its 24/7 on. And no one, touches or disturbs my things there. Im not saying the internet is mine, just that, check it out 1st, dude, before assuming.&lt;br /&gt;I said why did you off the internet? &lt;br /&gt;I thought no one was using it and leaving it on will be a waste of current. I smacked my head &amp; went omgomgomgomg...&lt;br /&gt;So, i tried re-downloading it.&lt;br /&gt;The thing bout downloading is, if its like early in the morning, not many&lt;br /&gt;ppl uses the com so downloading is faster.&lt;br /&gt;When i "downloaded" in the morning, it stated "1hr 15mins remaining"&lt;br /&gt;When i "redownload" it in the later part of the morning, it didnt take so long...&lt;br /&gt;just ard 7hrs to 8hrs!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was literally screaming!&lt;br /&gt;And for the 1st time in my life, i did not use the com when it was free.&lt;br /&gt;Gramma hu 24/7 nags when im on the com even said, why are ya not playing?&lt;br /&gt;Go play, i wan watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna wake up early again to download it.&lt;br /&gt;This time, before i go bathe, i'll write on a piece of paper abt evrything not to touch and paste it in front of evry1's door.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i hate it when ppl touch my things w/out my consent.&lt;br /&gt;And the internet @ gramma's hse is not so good. tend to lag and suddenly&lt;br /&gt;no connection for few mins... So it makes downloading difficult...&lt;br /&gt;Stress la...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, btw, whee. sending apichai home tomorrow with Eugene &amp; Derrick.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Brian can come along. &lt;br /&gt;Dono hu else going...&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss him alot.&lt;br /&gt;Going for good.&lt;br /&gt;Actually its bad! not good!&lt;br /&gt;And i used to irritate him in class. teehees.&lt;br /&gt;No hard feelings Apichai!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow. Just tried redownloading maple, the 1.5GB file.&lt;br /&gt;Its waay better this time.&lt;br /&gt;23hrs 19mins!&lt;br /&gt;isnt that such a very very short time?!&lt;br /&gt;Fk it!:/&lt;br /&gt;haha, k buhbye...&lt;br /&gt;And to someone, if ur seeing this, i dono why but&lt;br /&gt;i don feel ur still the same you. You seem different lately.&lt;br /&gt;Are you still you?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dono lah. But imy!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-6427565817067211122?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/6427565817067211122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/6427565817067211122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/6427565817067211122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-8066440393963561704</id><published>2009-10-13T08:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:05:15.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im feelin better! ooh yea!</title><content type='html'>Hahahaharlo!&lt;br /&gt;No school. boring...&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, heard from some ppl saying that the class is rather&lt;br /&gt;quiet w/out me. :D &lt;br /&gt;I think the teachers happy ah!&lt;br /&gt;Bored...&lt;br /&gt;DOno wad to post actually&lt;br /&gt;Sisters, running away from me&lt;br /&gt;If i wanna go to the kitchen &amp; they're in there, i have&lt;br /&gt;to shout, "im coming" &amp; they'll run away. Like as if im a dog &amp; they're cats&lt;br /&gt;Ystd, talked to JunWei on the phone for pretty long.&lt;br /&gt;He called me..&lt;br /&gt;Freaky? Yea, i guess so too.&lt;br /&gt;Talked bout general things.&lt;br /&gt;School, CCA &amp; others...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to all who give me get well soon cards, messages, calls or chats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;thank you very much! Very much appreciated!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Apichai, hmmm... He's going back to Thailand for good which means, he is nvr coming back...:(&lt;br /&gt;SO SAD!&lt;br /&gt;And i couldnt spend my his last days with him in class.&lt;br /&gt;I sit right next to him! N still i cant spend the last days wif him.:(&lt;br /&gt;sad...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sending him to the airport with Eugene &amp; Derrick on Thursday evening. &lt;br /&gt;Depends on my condition...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i can make it.&lt;br /&gt;And btw guys, its not that i scared i sick and i need rest la wad la.&lt;br /&gt;Im dying to go to the outside world!&lt;br /&gt;Its just that, i dont want you guys to catch this illness from me...&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said that the healing stage, which is now, is the stage where there is a high possibility that ppl who comes into contact with me, who nvr had chicken pox, will get it. So, i don wanna pass this illness ard. Its not a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;OK bye!&lt;br /&gt;Go have my breakfast 1st!&lt;br /&gt;tootles!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-8066440393963561704?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/8066440393963561704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-feelin-better-ooh-yea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/8066440393963561704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/8066440393963561704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-feelin-better-ooh-yea.html' title='Im feelin better! ooh yea!'/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-1218105441395014269</id><published>2009-10-08T18:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:43:55.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY B'DAY RASHAAD!xD</title><content type='html'>Hello, helllow!&lt;br /&gt;1stly, HAPPY B'DAY RASHAAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(:&lt;br /&gt;Yea, today's brother khan's Bday!&lt;br /&gt;Hope he's alright.&lt;br /&gt;Heard he wanna kena bday bash.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;ok, im healing but my body still pain...&lt;br /&gt;Cant take exams. I miss school.&lt;br /&gt;No, i miss sweety. That's why i miss school...:(&lt;br /&gt;Life at home is boring.&lt;br /&gt;Eat, watch TV &amp; rest.That's what i do evryday.&lt;br /&gt;Cant go out, not even outta my gate for fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go shop. Wasnt allowed. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Im like a cockroach trapped in a container.&lt;br /&gt;But im always accompanied by sweeety♥! Thanx for accompanying me sweety! ily!♥&lt;br /&gt;Irritating sisters said many things&lt;br /&gt;"you look like the, you know in indian temple, the Muthusamy god."&lt;br /&gt;cos i have dried calamine lotion on my face and evrywhere on my body.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, shofi runs away from me, like as if im a ghost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! There's this instance, well, i had to sleep at the hall cos the room&lt;br /&gt;were out of bounce for me.-.-''&lt;br /&gt;I ccouldnt sleep, so, i was wearing a robe ard the house at abt 2am cos i couldnt sleep. The lights were off, thn i heard someone opening the gate. I went to the door to check who was it. Just nice, my face was full of calamine lotion. My sisters came back, as shofi opened the interior door, she said some prayers cos both of them are really afraid of ghosts. As she was opening the door and saying her prayers, she looked abit tired, so i went there and helped her pull the door. She didnt notice me there. Whn she looked up, SHE CHANTED DAMN LOUD AND SCREAMED LOUDLY. She randomly started jumping. She then started saying vulgar randomly. Wth, pray thn scold vulgar? haha, Her face looked pale like crap! She wanted run back outside, another sis, Farha looked panicked too. Thn Shofi scream again. I pulled her hand and said, "oi its me la!"&lt;br /&gt;Then i started laughing my ass off and so did they.&lt;br /&gt;Im like dat. If i cant sleep, i'll walk ard the house, with all the lights off.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle oso kena at the kitchen. Funny sia!&lt;br /&gt;And my mom keep calling me the muthusamy indian god, she recently had bad dreams relating to indians. All disturb me some more la.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, to those taking exams out there, EOY(gvss)/PSLE(yasmeen&amp;aishirah)/N lvls(NIL),RK(shofi) &amp; others, GOOD LUCK! Hope ya'll score with flying colors.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, im waiting for my dinner to be brought home...&lt;br /&gt;hais, ok buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1 month alrdy.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-1218105441395014269?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/1218105441395014269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-bday-rashaadxd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1218105441395014269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1218105441395014269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-bday-rashaadxd.html' title='HAPPY B&apos;DAY RASHAAD!xD'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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I wrote a sad story..:D&lt;br /&gt;The instructions for the dialogue part so 'chim' &amp; there was a confusion... I asked miss noraiza... She tried explaining... Thn she looked at me and smiled, she oso dono... She went to get a mother tongue teacher that could help me.. It was 11.05 then... &lt;br /&gt;Paper ends at 11.45, i finished my compo alrdy... The malay teacher, of all teachers, CIKGU SHARIFAH came!xP At 11.33 ard there.xP&lt;br /&gt;Left onli ard 10 mins plus to finish my dialogue thing whn i haven even started. Miss noraiza took quite long...&lt;br /&gt;She explained to me, as if i some stupid idiot... &lt;br /&gt;Afta explaining, she gave me an idiotic look as if im the worst malay student ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: cher don look at me like dat la! I know my        malay abit shitty...&lt;br /&gt;Tcher: Ya ya, glad you realise ur malay is                     atrocious...&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;Then end of paper, miss li came in, gave out science practice exam papers &amp; art exam qn...&lt;br /&gt;Thn she asked us to take our bags, thn like got&lt;br /&gt;Party sia! Almost all the boys except the angelic&lt;br /&gt;Ones like solhan &amp; zhen rui, screamed and shouted randomly... She told us to keep quiet... Then, paper balls were flying all ard the class, thn she say ''stop throwing''. All don care... Cont throwing... She sighed and looked at the class in disbelief... She said ''one more ball, everyone will stayback!''... No one cared... All cont throwing again. She thn shouted and stared at the class, once again, all don care...&lt;br /&gt;Brian busted custard sia! Whn she shouted, brian fed up, he go throw the ball straight on miss li's forehead area... She wanted to shout, but the class was chaotic &amp; she couldnt see who threw the ball cos evry1 was throwing paperballs &amp; ppl were running all ard the class...&lt;br /&gt;She thn tried explaining to us bout the practice paper &amp; some other rubbish but was very the unsuccessful...&lt;br /&gt;She always tio interrupt by syazwan, irfan, sufi&lt;br /&gt;Me, emil &amp; Brian laughed non stop, hearing the jokes they made out of miss li... She scolded &amp; screamed at them loudly, they laughed at her instead... Funny sia! Look at her face, she look like she wanna give up le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss li: heh! Shut your mouths!*lookin at the              grp of boys*&lt;br /&gt;Irfan: ah? Shut up? Hahaha! Wan die suruh               kiter diam wan, + some other malay                 vulgar..  &lt;br /&gt;Syazwan: hahaha! Some vulgar...&lt;br /&gt;miss li: class, i wont release you cos ur frens                wanna sabo you...&lt;br /&gt;Thn, in the end, she just released us... Outside, she asked us to line up in 2s, lame sia...&lt;br /&gt;I just walked off, she pulled me back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: cher don touch me la! I sanitise my hand          le. Your hand very dirty leh... Walaneh!&lt;br /&gt;She said some rubbish... I didnt hear and just said, ''wah! Cool ah you! Cool ah! I so scared! So scared!''&lt;br /&gt;Thn she released us...&lt;br /&gt;Went to macs with the boyz... Coincidentally, dene, rashaad, zackiah &amp; SL was there... SL merajuk-ed cos zackiah said somethings... &lt;br /&gt;LOL-ed with them a while halfway, smsed sweeety!&lt;3, went back to my table, thn afta a while went back to their table.. Smsed sweetaye againxD. Thn went home... Saw shafika there... I think it was her though... Maybe going Ehub or WS wif pri school frens later... K that's it. Bye losers...&lt;br /&gt;*peace out*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-5993484821925096151?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/5993484821925096151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-reason3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/5993484821925096151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/5993484821925096151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-reason3.html' title='You&apos;re the reason...&lt;3'/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-4792309635652933293</id><published>2009-10-01T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:32:34.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant friggin sleeeep!!!</title><content type='html'>Heyyo ppl, its 2+ in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12 couldnt sleep...&lt;br /&gt;My phone was facing downwards and its on silent mode, at 12.05 ard there, sweeeetaye msged me... She couldnt sleep too... But since it was facing down, i only realised the message ard 1... Hais... I slept friggin early yest... Now, on my phone, on my bed, updating cos of boredom... Sigh... Hahaha! Yesterday as i was revising with mom, she was taking a look at my malay letter writing tests &amp; dialogue tests... There was this particular test which i anyhow did cos i wanted to hand in fast, so can sleep fast in class, i wrote complete nonsence... Its in malay so, try to understand okay... And its a CLASS test, so its okay, wont be recorded.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:Flu Babi  &lt;br /&gt;tempat: Kantin sekolah&lt;br /&gt;Masa: selepas sekolah&lt;br /&gt;Pelaku 1: John&lt;br /&gt;Pelaku 2: Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loceng Sekolah berbunyi menandakan ketamatan sekolah... John &amp; Mary, sahabat yang baik, keluat dari kelas bersama-sama &amp; berbincang tentang babi &amp; penyakit babi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: eh, oi, Awak tahu tak? Nenek saya kena           flu babi... Tu, orang arab panggil penyakit         khinzir &lt;br /&gt;Mary: eh? Alamak! Kesiannya! Macam mana                boleh kena?&lt;br /&gt;John: dia tolong potong babi kat factory babi...&lt;br /&gt;         Lagi pun, dia suka makan sop babi...&lt;br /&gt;Mary: Oh kesian... &lt;br /&gt;John: doktor kata, dia sudah nak dekat mati..&lt;br /&gt;         sekarang sudah coma... Sudah nyanyuk..&lt;br /&gt;Mary: oh. Kesiannya. Ok la.. Kita cakap pasal                babi, saya pun sudah lapar, rasa macam           nak makan babi ar. ok bye..&lt;br /&gt;John: bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it ends there. 1stly, the words are waaay lesser! 2ndly, its bahasa berterabur! 3rdly, its complete nonsence! 4thly, there's no perenggan penutup...&lt;br /&gt;And its a miracle that i still get 13/20 for the test... Irfan, write lesser than me but got logic but waay lesser, get 11... I dono how this Tcher mark... Sue lynn's one is more funnier... Its abt 2 ppl, boy A say to girl B, ''eh awak tau awak makan babi boleh dijangkiti flu babi?''&lt;br /&gt;Girl B to boy A ''oh ya, *something....*&lt;br /&gt;Boy A to girl B '' mari saya habiskan babi awak. Awak tak boleh makan kerana takut dijangkiti flu babi, tapi say boleh...''&lt;br /&gt;&amp; some other nonsence la... Hahaha! This test all of us anyhow crap 1! I think cikgu hasanah stress le... Use hp in front of her, she wan confiscate, have to play catching 1st &amp; if she really scold us, we ignore &amp; ppl like syazwan &amp; irfan cont talking to each other whn cikgu screaming at them as if got nothing... If we kena the jawahir, walaneh! I think they'll start shouting back sia... 1stly, i dono what's his problem, he wears socks while using sandals! Wtf?! Its like wearing a pair of contact lenses &amp; you still wear glasses at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... Got nothing else...ok then.. Buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4792309635652933293?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4792309635652933293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cant-friggin-sleeeep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4792309635652933293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4792309635652933293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cant-friggin-sleeeep.html' title='I cant friggin sleeeep!!!'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Dono la...&lt;br /&gt;Then maths, boring... Not surprising...&lt;br /&gt;Then HEY/CME, was kinda fun. Miss lie was thirsty, so, as a wonderful PA, i bought her a drink from the canteen.:D she ask me buy la.&lt;br /&gt;And, woots! Got to skip a part of the lesson...&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though this time, topic was on relationships... Zackiah basted custard sia! She go write on the book about .... And his forehead... Not gonna mention who. I was laughing like crap whn i saw what she wrote..&lt;br /&gt;Then goddess Lie came, she wanted to read what zackiah wrote but zackiah didnt show her... Eugene wrote abt someone... The skin color was involved(black), the dick was involved &amp; many other things were involved...&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna elaborate cos its abt me best fren we're talking about... Thn recess... Stupid tung sampah scold me cos i laughed at mdm A str8 in her face...-.- but seriously, she kinda loser leh...&lt;br /&gt;Thn english, slacked at the back...&lt;br /&gt;Science, test Tcher patience like kana sai! The cantonese word, 'tiu' means fuck... But in hokkien, 'tiu' also means throw... I knew the meaning la. Derrick &amp; some others randomly kept saying the word. Miss li kept scolding them, i was bored, so i decided to extra extra la. I keep stressing the word tiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: wthell is tiu?&lt;br /&gt;Derrick : means thrOw&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh really ah? Throw ah? Cheh thn u all keep saying tiu wad tiu? Throw wad?*knew the meaning but wanted test Tcher patience*&lt;br /&gt;Miss li: hassan! Stop saying that word! Derrick don teach him nonsence...&lt;br /&gt;Me: hah? I say tiu only wad throw wad. I onli say throw wan scold me?! Walaoeh!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: cher i teach him correct la cher...&lt;br /&gt;Me: then the dat time all along i say ''tiu lei lomo'' means throw ur mom ah??(tiu lei lomo means fk ur mom)&lt;br /&gt;emil: wah u learn fast ah?&lt;br /&gt;Miss li: hassan, one more word i hear from you, you watch out!&lt;br /&gt;Emil: tiu means fk la...*softly cos scared tio scolding*&lt;br /&gt;Me: ohhh! Tiu means FUCKK?! I tot tiu means throw? Oh, so tiu means FUCK! So tiu lei lomo, fuck ur mom!&lt;br /&gt;Miss li: hassan, stand up...&lt;br /&gt;*refuse to stand up*&lt;br /&gt;Miss li: hassan!&lt;br /&gt;Me: wahlaneh! This teacher think she cool ah? Ask ppl stand up! Cher u cool ah cher! Cool ah!&lt;br /&gt;*as i stood up*&lt;br /&gt;Miss li: shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn history... Boring&lt;br /&gt;Thn literature with mr tum.. Eeeyer!&lt;br /&gt;Tio lecture by gay man again... &lt;br /&gt;He nag worst than woman leh...&lt;br /&gt;Thn he scold me serious but his eyebrow kept moving up &amp; down which really made me wanted to laugh but i don wanna piss him even more cos i wanted to go home le...&lt;br /&gt;Thn went to LP with zackiah... Buy bubble tea..&lt;br /&gt;Saw irfan, dzul, syazwan, zye, khai, jaron, jj &amp; wk...&lt;br /&gt;Went home wif zackiah... At the bus stop, saw some indian girl who yawned like a hippo! Laughed our asses off &amp; became immature for a while and started insulting black ppl...&lt;br /&gt;Thn another woman came. Nearly half of her ass was shown whn she sat as she was ring rather tight jeans... Thn went home, bathe... eat...Study... Watch tv... Stone... And now, updating me blog... Hais... Bored... Studying 1 to 1 with mom now while updating me blog...&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, better continue studying before she confiscates my phone...&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-3087447947725098991?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/3087447947725098991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3087447947725098991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3087447947725098991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html' title='Bored...'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Thn smsed for a while... Then,school starrted... Me and the usual group of ppl slacked near the general office even after the bell rang... When we assembled, miss lie was glaring at us with freaky eyeballs!:D&lt;br /&gt;Then, home ec, kinda boring... Hahaha! Mdm zaidah was acting a lil crazy today! She kept smiling and kept saying hi to other teachers that bumped in to her with a wide and broad smile... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Then, we started talking bout f1, then f1 rocks... Mdm zaidah became crazy and started commenting on the f1 rocks's performance... She kept commenting on beyonce's boobs... &lt;br /&gt;She claimed that it was bulging out of nowhere... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then mdm zaidah started talking bout hairstyles...&lt;br /&gt;She said that she used to have long bouncy and curly hair...&lt;br /&gt;Then, she said, ''i last time very sexy u noe, wif my long hair and i use to wear skirt...'' then she started shaking her body and pretending to swave her hair...&lt;br /&gt;Me and nikki laughed our asses off but not infront of mdm zaidah la... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Then science, boring as usual... Me, wallace &amp; eugene tried to play a prank on rashaad but sadly, our plan turned out to be a failure..:(&lt;br /&gt;Thn afta science just finished, me, rashaad &amp; wai keat went to miss li and spammed all the vulgar and talked rubbish and she was giving us a funny look...&lt;br /&gt;Me: eh cher! Rashaad scold me fuck cher!''&lt;br /&gt;Rashaad: eh where got? Hahha! Daring sia you! Cher he scold me 1st cher.. Fuck u man hassan!&lt;br /&gt;miss li stared at us&lt;br /&gt;Me: cher see, he scold me fuck again! WahLaoeh! Fucking asshole(in a joking manner)...&lt;br /&gt;We started laughing again..&lt;br /&gt;So, it went on &amp; on.&lt;br /&gt;Recess was okay...&lt;br /&gt;Thn malay, mdm hasanah nvr come..:(&lt;br /&gt;I like her!&lt;br /&gt;Maths...Boring as usual&lt;br /&gt;Thn history... Boring also&lt;br /&gt;Thn assembly... Miss lie, whom i still respect made me, brian, apichai, eugene, derrick &amp; ian stand at the side of the hall durin the performance... Becos we came late... Uhh... Sianz... Late onli still must kena Like dat. Sian ah! Like pri school sia!&lt;br /&gt;But i still respect her though.:D&lt;br /&gt;Thn school ended...&lt;br /&gt;Waited for it liong outside the hall cos he guai lan wif brian... Me, eugene &amp; brian hit him... He kinda like ran away from the canteen... Scared i guess? Went to tampines... Took the bus there with HAKIM!:D from 1e2... Man, he's a very very very nice person if you get to know him well, he kept talking bout someone whom i cant say who cos.. nvm, not gonna say.... Its like as if he knows everything...-.- then went home, and ate prawn noodles... And here i am, updating me blog... Ok, Lazy le.. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-3870568391051040322?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/3870568391051040322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/phewh-what-day-ps-ill-be-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3870568391051040322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/3870568391051040322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/phewh-what-day-ps-ill-be-counting.html' title='Phewh. What a day? ps: i&apos;ll be counting the moments..(:'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Really gotta start studying...&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cousin's place...&lt;br /&gt;Smsed &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sweeeeety&lt;/span&gt; again &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chit chat with cousin and we pranked call some idiot..&lt;br /&gt;Today, silent reading was... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boring... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a math test. was okay, easier than the previous 1,&lt;br /&gt;thn followed by science test.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;UHHH!! ENUF WIF TESTS ALREADY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by miss Lenny Lai's music lesson... I love keyboards!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;Then English... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im startin to love English lessons with MDM A! &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*surprisingly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we were discussing bout how to have great introductions for Compo writing...&lt;br /&gt;Once again, she picked me. i was bored, so i talked some &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;rubbish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MDM A: Hassan, you have any ideas for great openings?&lt;br /&gt;me : the scorching sun was soo hot that his dick was dropping off!&lt;br /&gt;Mdm A &amp;amp; 2E3 laughed while some other ppl like &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Derrick&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt; added more hhilarious comments!:D MDM A wrote my idea on the board..-.-&lt;br /&gt;me : It was so blazing hot that his **** was evaporating fast!&lt;br /&gt;thn some idiots started giving hilarious comments...&lt;br /&gt;Then i was bored while writing the compo, oh yea, i'll tell ya'll later&lt;br /&gt;what the compo's about... hahaha! its gross!:/&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying, i was bored, i took &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;'s water bottle and poured the water onto wai keat's&lt;br /&gt;pants...&lt;br /&gt;He got shocked and shouted!:O&lt;br /&gt;Then he took his water bottle and poured it onto my pants then, he poured like&lt;br /&gt;2x how much i poured on him lor!D:&lt;br /&gt;So, i was having fun but sadly Brian's water was finished cos of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;splashing&lt;/span&gt; all of a sudden during mdm A's class... But i took &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;SiMoN&lt;/span&gt;'s water bottle and squished it all over wai keat's pants... Soon, at the back of the class became very very the wet... Delphin &amp;amp; Jaron made a commotion cos their bags got wet..:/ hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; wai keat then played "catching ard the class"&lt;br /&gt;Wai keat, that idiot go run and bumped into mdm A. He got scolded like crap!&lt;br /&gt;Mdm A lazy wan scold me cos she know i like protest and etc... So, in the end, the class got wet. Rashaad was laughing all the way saying that we pee-ed on our pants/ cum-ed on our pants. Wai keatt got irritated &amp;amp; splashed a "quite alot" amount of water on Rashaad's Ass.. Then we started laughing crazily cos it looked as though he had menstruation or Lau Sai(Watery shit) on his pants...&lt;br /&gt;LOSER SIA! Then PW... boring...&lt;br /&gt;Then Literature... I officially HATE mr Tum the Gayish shit i've ever seen in my life&lt;br /&gt;Scolded me &amp;amp; nagged worse than a woman cos i nv pay attention! Come on! No teacher besides Miss Lie, whom i totally respect scolded me for this...&lt;br /&gt;K later or tomorrow, the post bout the compo will come out... tired le...&lt;br /&gt;As im bloggin, there's a sickening asshole, my neighbour i think screaming&lt;br /&gt;like a mad person..&lt;br /&gt;Probably knocked her head onto a tree or had an accident...&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATING LIKE SHIT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;K bye. tired le..&lt;br /&gt;*peace out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so ya noe ppl, i am&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sick in the brain... Our class just make dirty jokes but we're not dirty actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;, imy...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-1870105138372589218?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/1870105138372589218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/quite-not-bad-day-but-kinda-sad-though.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1870105138372589218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1870105138372589218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/quite-not-bad-day-but-kinda-sad-though.html' title='Quite a &quot;not bad day&quot; but kinda sad though...:('/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-1859991384802210017</id><published>2009-09-26T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:00:55.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a shitty Day</title><content type='html'>Heyyo! Abg-Ass here!:D&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crappy, shitty, assholic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, woke up... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DUHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla....&lt;br /&gt;Then went online/visited several other blogs&lt;br /&gt;Then, went out for hari raya, basically to get &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is one of the most important things in me life...&lt;br /&gt;msged sweety along the way...&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mr Black's house...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, not a joke...&lt;br /&gt;Ppl call him mr black... he even wants ppl to call him that&lt;br /&gt;its like a nickname...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! There was this particular house we went that's&lt;br /&gt;cake is alrdy expired... There was fungus all over the cake.&lt;br /&gt;its called "cake lapis"...&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Farha was sooo hungry that she just took the cake&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; stuffed the whole thing in her mouth without examining the cake 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Her face looked extremely tensed &amp;amp; cramped whn she stuffed the cake in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farha: Eh, take the cake la...*as she takes the cake and stuff the whole thing in her mouth*&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;amp;shofi: *giggling*&lt;br /&gt;farha : *face looks extremely cramped, then took the glass of water and drank like mad**turns &amp;amp; smile at us**looks at cake**wanted to scream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then started whispering cos we don wan the person to hear abt our convo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farha : fking assholes, you. dowan to tell me there's white hairy stuff on the cake, laugh at me some more...&lt;br /&gt;Shofi : Good wad... Can slim down once you start having diarhoe&lt;br /&gt;me: *laughed* eee! look! looks like some 'Apek' under the block the white hair. gd luck ah sis&lt;br /&gt;farha: fk you...:) i think i go home sure vomit blood all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then convo was interrupted whn the auntie offered us more of that cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ard to other houses... yishun, bukit panjang, woodlands, sengkang, clementi &amp;amp; etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home... Darn... Mom went to hospital with Dad before that. Found out&lt;br /&gt;that mom has a worm like thing growing and moving ard her backbone...&lt;br /&gt;Dr said that if the worm fuses with another virus, like just fever, it can be deadly&lt;br /&gt;can lead to coma or even worst come to worst death...&lt;br /&gt;Mom now is very traumatized...&lt;br /&gt;But doctor gave an extreme powerful medicine that is probably said to have a success rate&lt;br /&gt;of 80%-90%...&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today...&lt;br /&gt;Now, currently chatting with sweety..&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-1859991384802210017?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/1859991384802210017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/such-shitty-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1859991384802210017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/1859991384802210017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/such-shitty-day.html' title='Such a shitty Day'/><author><name>Life's unfair... Live with it...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13297701881521293127</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-4458246999777153237.post-4931044587383341651</id><published>2009-09-25T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:58:52.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; ♥ is the Chapter Of a new Beginning</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll&lt;br /&gt;As so, ya'll know, this is only my 2nd post...&lt;br /&gt;Im new to blogger so, bare with it if my theme is abit &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disgusting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im gonna change is soon.:D&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday/Tuesday 22/23 sept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SILENT READING!!!,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;such a bore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Miss Lie gave the class attitude&lt;br /&gt;during Maths &amp;amp; HEY.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i sleep in front of her oso she don care liao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS!&lt;br /&gt;English, hah! irritated mdm A till she wanted to&lt;br /&gt;blow up! She gave me these &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUMONGOUS EYEBALLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looked at me with her tensed, stressed, irritated &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;cramped face! Was laughing like hell! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;We were talking bout "will we bring our parents to stay with us whn we grow up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm A: Lemme see who to choose... Hassan! Share with us ur opiinion!&lt;br /&gt;me: I wont let them stay with me!&lt;br /&gt;mdm A: why not? so heartless ah you?&lt;br /&gt;me: cher! if they live wif me, how to fuck?! no privacy! Later they see how?&lt;br /&gt;mdm A: Lock the door la! stupid ah you?!&lt;br /&gt;me: cher! the sound effect bloody loud ah! later they hear they say&lt;br /&gt;      "what the hell are those 2 doing in there?"&lt;br /&gt;mdm A: I dont think they will be able to hear your "sound effects"&lt;br /&gt;Derrick: Eh cher! how u noe all this ah?! the sound lvl all u noe ah? Expert ah you ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt; One month one time ah!?&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Walaoeh! Everyday go back, go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POUNDING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apichai: Waa! Active Camel!!!(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but everyone ignored him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cher cannot la cher! Later they wan clean my room then see&lt;br /&gt;       slimy stuff on the bed how?!&lt;br /&gt;mdm A: What slimy stuff? Ur "cum" is not slimy wad...&lt;br /&gt; *WHOLE CLASS LAUGHED LIKE HELL!!!*&lt;br /&gt;mdm A: What? What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Wallace: Mdm A husband cum not slimy!!! Watery ah?!&lt;br /&gt;mdm A: Ok all shut up! go do ur work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class laughed like hell all the way the durin the convo with some others shoutin&lt;br /&gt;idiotic comments but i didnt catch what they said.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;Thn science...&lt;br /&gt;SL: Today, there will be a class commitee meeting after school&lt;br /&gt;me: Why the fuck are we gonna have a bloody meeting whn exams are near?!&lt;br /&gt;SL: i dono&lt;br /&gt;Miss Li: Hassan! Slap ur mouth for saying a vulgar\&lt;br /&gt;me: *tapped as gentle as possible*&lt;br /&gt;Miss Li:*&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUMONGOUS EYEBALLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;* HARDER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *gentler than before*&lt;br /&gt;Miss Li: I said Harder!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: *did some stupid red indian action with the mouth tapping and irritating sound&lt;br /&gt;         comin out from the mouth*&lt;br /&gt;Miss Li: *Gave up &amp;amp; ignored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! Loser sia!&lt;br /&gt;Then literature...&lt;br /&gt;Slept... Whn i woke up, mr Tum was acting some stupid play from&lt;br /&gt;the textbook! VERY GAY! LAUGHED LIKE CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;Then after school, went out with Chung Rui to Tamp mall the&lt;br /&gt;other shopping centres ard...&lt;br /&gt;Bought my new earphone and blanja Chung $20 cos he accompanied me!:D&lt;br /&gt;THX BUDDY!:D&lt;br /&gt;smsed Sweeeeety at Tamp Mall and in the bus otw home and at home&lt;br /&gt;and otw to kembangan&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kembangan to have dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Sry sweeetaye, tertido while smsing you... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, sms sweeeetaye&lt;br /&gt;Went to school...&lt;br /&gt;silent reading... *snorez* i slept...&lt;br /&gt;MALAY!!!! I scored for my recent tests!!:D&lt;br /&gt;ART, said i wanna go to the washroom,&lt;br /&gt;mr Abdullah weirdly grabbed my hand and stared at my arm...o.O"&lt;br /&gt;he said: ur not urgent..&lt;br /&gt;i said:how u noe?&lt;br /&gt;he said:i look at ur hand and felt it. ur not urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like wtf!? what kinda shit is that?! anyhow only this Tcher!!!&lt;br /&gt;Science, bore...&lt;br /&gt;English, mdm A scolded the class...&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, Syazwan &amp;amp; Derrick tio detention again for pontenging detention ystd&lt;br /&gt;i was scolded for saying, "cher u cool ah cher! coool ah you! cool ah!" many times&lt;br /&gt;cos i say it for everything she does like even whn she's angry and scolding! Teachers claim&lt;br /&gt;i irritate them too much! hahaha!!! they loser la!!&lt;br /&gt;went to SL hse jus now to do this blog! wheeeee!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thx kak Lynn and Kak Minah!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;Smsed sweetaye.... Her science teacher really bully her! But she loves him...&lt;br /&gt;And I love him too cos he's very nice to me!:D&lt;br /&gt;always praise me 1 dat teacher..:D&lt;br /&gt;while other teachers scold and scream at me&lt;br /&gt;so far, only Miss Lie Hui Min♥ has been my favourite teacher!!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;Thx cher!:D&lt;br /&gt;k. gtg. going out wif sisters... bye!&lt;br /&gt;And to sweetaye, imy!!♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-4931044587383341651?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/4931044587383341651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-chapter-of-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4931044587383341651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/4931044587383341651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-chapter-of-new-beginning.html' title='&amp; ♥ is the Chapter Of a new Beginning'/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second post coming out later at home. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4458246999777153237-8385060095685303826?l=the--greatdepression.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/feeds/8385060095685303826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/8385060095685303826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4458246999777153237/posts/default/8385060095685303826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the--greatdepression.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Life's unfair... 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