<?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-15583970</id><updated>2011-07-15T08:44:06.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniffff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-115089816109583719</id><published>2006-06-21T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:56:01.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said a thousand legged worm,&lt;br /&gt;as it gave a little squirm,&lt;br /&gt;"have u seen that little leg of mine?&lt;br /&gt;if it cant be found, i will have to hop around,&lt;br /&gt;on my nine-hundred-and-ninety-nine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hop around, hop around,&lt;br /&gt;have u seen that little leg of mine?&lt;br /&gt;if it cant be found, i will have to hop around,&lt;br /&gt;on my nine-hundred-and-ninety-nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wormiie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-115089816109583719?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/115089816109583719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=115089816109583719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/115089816109583719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/115089816109583719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/06/song-said-thousand-legged-worm-as-it.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-114912416029964644</id><published>2006-06-01T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T09:09:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can stand amidst fields of gold and green&lt;br /&gt;and hear a billion hearts that beat unseen.&lt;br /&gt;you can fill ninety minutes of fleeting time and space&lt;br /&gt;with tragedy, triumph and amazing grace.&lt;br /&gt;you can carry it forever in your soul,&lt;br /&gt;their names carved on every gold.&lt;br /&gt;this is where you will always belong.&lt;br /&gt;this... is where legends are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nice! but i dunno whether 6th line is "goal" or "gold" ole ole ole ole the world cup's coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-114912416029964644?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/114912416029964644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=114912416029964644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114912416029964644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114912416029964644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-can-stand-amidst-fields-of-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-114485579395756716</id><published>2006-04-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:30:03.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the final score was rj 4-5 hc...a result that left many rafflesians downcast. luck was not the order of the day as our A div waterpolo boys were beaten despite creating numerous chances that went begging. the frame of the hwa chong goalpost was tested thrice, and so was the 'keeper floating between it. however, ultimately, oppurtunities are worthless if they aren't taken. 'a miss is as good as a mile', they say, but sometimes even being on target counts for naught if the ball doesn't land in the back of the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way the scoreline fairly reflected how closely-fought this match was. a tooth-and-nail affair fought out by two teams equal in ability and passion brought about a nail-biting display of pool prowess, the score yet being kept low by the inspirational form of the goal-tenders at both ends. in the end, the rj boys were faultless in terms of effort, but they would have left the water with a bitter aftertaste, having been strong contenders for the A div crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my writing still sucks. but anyway i should be practising expository instead of narrative for gp. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-114485579395756716?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/114485579395756716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=114485579395756716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114485579395756716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114485579395756716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/04/final-score-was-rj-4-5-hc.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-114424536301142502</id><published>2006-04-05T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:56:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone who reads this post must love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive read&lt;br /&gt;"Attack of the Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons," by Bill Watterson-128pages&lt;br /&gt;breakfast at tiffany's by truman capote-100 pages&lt;br /&gt;in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit still got about 1000+ more pages of storybooks to read in like...one week!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this place is quite screwed :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-114424536301142502?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/114424536301142502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=114424536301142502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114424536301142502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114424536301142502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/04/anyone-who-reads-this-post-must-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-114276978495697691</id><published>2006-03-19T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T20:26:17.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlow.. new song! recall that tv addy song "L, is for the way u look at me, O, is for the only one i see.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;L, is for the bio luck i need&lt;br /&gt;O, is for the only chance i see&lt;br /&gt;V, is very very hard to score in physics&lt;br /&gt;E, is the only grade i can pray for chemistry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe in the order of our CTs BMPC. all the best for CTs! for whichever rare person who wld see this b4 the CTs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-114276978495697691?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/114276978495697691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=114276978495697691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114276978495697691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114276978495697691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/03/harlow.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-114213780952718114</id><published>2006-03-12T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:30:09.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i signed in then see the blog "last update" is feb 10. how sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz came back from co camp. damn fun! ok lah not the food. abit cheated leh, for 2nd day lunch i ate 2 packets of the given beehoon plus one plate of "fun choi" n one cup of ice tea b4 i finally felt full. urgh. skimpy servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but generally it was fun. practice n games fused tgt n of course we always unnecessarily had a soccer ball around to play with despite the conspicuous absence of soccer in the timetable. den captains ball the comm team whooped everybody due to the superb catching of our captain who seems to b a ball magnet. damn shen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night practice was carried out in the CO room. ok abit stupid but then thats coz of the rain. when the lights were dimmed (n eventually switched off) the light sticks came to use n it was fun! quite nice to see. we were conducted by a light stick too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night b4 we had night trail, kind of treasure hunt. my station required pple to go thru a maze blindfolded n find stuff, but apparently this was 53 times duller than another station which had them passing spaghetti sticks with mouth. n as the sticks got shorter n shorter the distance between adjacent pple in the line became... hehe. kinky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-114213780952718114?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/114213780952718114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=114213780952718114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114213780952718114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/114213780952718114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/03/omg-i-signed-in-then-see-blog-last.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113957546183841293</id><published>2006-02-10T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T20:44:21.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its february! ok its been that for 10 days now but its still feb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bipspeak is fun! its a coolio way of speaking developed from a special person in our lives and it helps brainpower and memory. its kinda hard to define here but its a kind of tongue that will make listeners go mad. jean had first hand experience when me n spanky first tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio mock spa sucked today. had to go toilet twice coz of nosebleed (i must hav subconsciously stared at HIS arms) den lucky the time interval for soaking those potatos was still alrite for me to carry on. faked 3 replicates unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s papers r a waste of time. the prob is, if i knew how to do the qns, i wldnt need to attend those lectures, n if i didnt know how to do, going wldnt help anyway. so. lets play soccer on tues n thurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some invitation to moe teaching scholarship seminar. gosh imagine me as a teacher! i wonder wad kind of teacher id b like. i dun mind being a dave sim n be laughed at. at least he teaches well n mixes well. i think id b more like an f lau.. slack in marking n teaching n try to digress as much as possible. actually now looking at his slacking i can kinda identify with the level of slackness. maybe i shldnt teach after all. but then. wif my kind of self discipline n diligence i cant do any form of work. urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113957546183841293?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113957546183841293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113957546183841293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113957546183841293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113957546183841293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/02/harlow-its-february-ok-its-been-that.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113889225999383450</id><published>2006-02-02T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T23:36:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i just had a brainwave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem is&lt;br /&gt;we dont get our phy worked solutions cause&lt;br /&gt;too many people dont do their tutorials (like me)&lt;br /&gt;the limit is at 6 people but&lt;br /&gt;we have ard 15 people who may not do their tutorial at any time&lt;br /&gt;and the bad thing now is&lt;br /&gt;6E doesnt do their tutorials either! so&lt;br /&gt;i cant kope from them all the time. so why not lets&lt;br /&gt;make sure at most 5 people dont do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres the plan&lt;br /&gt;of the 15 people we should&lt;br /&gt;have a 'slackers' roster&lt;br /&gt;so they take turns not to do tutorials&lt;br /&gt;that way&lt;br /&gt;we get our worked solutions!&lt;br /&gt;and still can slack once in a while&lt;br /&gt;rite?&lt;br /&gt;the other 10 just cooperate pls&lt;br /&gt;and dont let the class down ya?&lt;br /&gt;as for the hardworking half of the class&lt;br /&gt;they wont object to this plan cause&lt;br /&gt;theyre doing the tutorials for their own good&lt;br /&gt;and will continue to do faithfully (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay 3d people please&lt;br /&gt;comment in the tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;especially slackers like YOU&lt;br /&gt;thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;note that&lt;br /&gt;im not using the yahoogroups cause&lt;br /&gt;our phy tutor will see it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113889225999383450?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113889225999383450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113889225999383450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113889225999383450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113889225999383450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay-i-just-had-brainwave-problem-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113853356021442423</id><published>2006-01-29T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:19:20.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent blogged for 3 weeks! urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone at home now. somehow kena flu today den i juz came home myself juz now from uncle's place while everyone still playing there. i won abit at mahjong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks leh. i keep falling sick. once in a while for slimming down ok lah.. now i feel damn unfit. =( =( =(. weakling. lousy dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n its cny!! while pple visited my uncle's place i was hiding in his attic snoring away. i did still get the angbaos though=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT sucked! english damn bad. n i forgot to bring my calculator.. so i wasted a few seconds for mental work. got this girl beside me damn hardworking. she starts each section b4 time n end later than everyone. the last section she was doing for 4min after full time whistle went lah. invigilator cock eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy cny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113853356021442423?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113853356021442423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113853356021442423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113853356021442423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113853356021442423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/01/havent-blogged-for-3-weeks-urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113828457737458588</id><published>2006-01-26T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:09:37.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol! this place seems dilapidated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaidi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i can only type with 9 fingers now :( it hurts *yeow* *ouch* *yelps* not to mention it looks horrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why our class so few peeple online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if anyone will ever see this post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113828457737458588?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113828457737458588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113828457737458588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113828457737458588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113828457737458588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/01/lol-this-place-seems-dilapidated-zaidi.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113707640660364133</id><published>2006-01-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:33:27.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres only one thing i can say about being a physics rep: "its a super position."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itll probably be too late by the time anyone reads this but...do your physics tutorial everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i came here thinking of alotta things to say but theyve all slipped away before i could type them down. argh being phy rep sux! cant even copy hw.... or kope anything.... :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they lived happily ever after. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113707640660364133?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113707640660364133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113707640660364133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113707640660364133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113707640660364133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/01/theres-only-one-thing-i-can-say-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113661254814933522</id><published>2006-01-07T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:00:01.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>week 1 report. ive missed half of my j2 life so far.. so j2 has been slack. nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was awwight.. civics den handball n maths. played soccer n fell sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was siann. i hate bio skill a. its even worse than chem. physics was juz as per normal.. den gp was not bad! communism rocks! er in case our govt sees this i juz mean the game in which we were supposed to promote communism to compare models of govt.. sorry! not promoting communism here! my uniform is full white too.. fren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a foul mood now. dunno why also. bad way to start the year.. i gotta catch up on lectures n tuts n do the new tuts n mug SATs. urgh. sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113661254814933522?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113661254814933522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113661254814933522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113661254814933522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113661254814933522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/01/week-1-report.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113613228649099893</id><published>2006-01-02T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:18:06.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been a LONG LONG time since i last put up an entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It had been a tough yr. the toughest yet challenging yr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;had gd memories of it especially wif my rc peeps and my 3 bros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really wondered whether i had fully made use of my days in 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps, there were somethings that i might be able to reflect on and do better in 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is a hard teacher. He gives you the tests first, then the lessons latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seize the day. i will live wif tht tot for this yr. everyday is a gift. noone can be sure whether there will be a tmr. so i shall stay up until beyond 12+ to ensure tht tmr comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thts all for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take care. n god bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113613228649099893?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113613228649099893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113613228649099893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113613228649099893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113613228649099893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-been-long-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113602615159720486</id><published>2005-12-31T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T18:49:11.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i discovered something damn cool. its like omg so magical. xmas is a week b4 new yr! damn coincidental leh every year the same. wads more! xmas eve is always a week b4 new year's eve too! so 7 days ago it was xmas eve. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished hol hw with the completion of GP ytd (HAHA zhihan n kaichen. AND arvind AND makmur. bleagh =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved hols. it was so nice.. i wish it wld nv end. school's gonna suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever reading this, soccer on 3rd jan! hope those orientation stuff dun use up all space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i realised also, as i pointed out to bentay, in jc u're either in ur first yr or last. so they wun really give a damn abt next yr being our last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10words i like! following zhihan. this is damn offhand lah so i might miss out some favourite words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tigger&lt;br /&gt;2. soccer&lt;br /&gt;3. f*** (i realised i got hooked to this word this yr thanks to someody)&lt;br /&gt;4. f*** (ok, food)&lt;br /&gt;5. goal&lt;br /&gt;6. whack&lt;br /&gt;7. mountain (chinese pronunciation)&lt;br /&gt;8. backstab&lt;br /&gt;9. bridge&lt;br /&gt;10. f*** (fish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ee like no fun one. this r the 10 words i thought of first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new yr! stupid mat whole day never blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113602615159720486?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113602615159720486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113602615159720486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113602615159720486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113602615159720486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-discovered-something-damn-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113592431880707048</id><published>2005-12-30T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T14:31:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa sian ah.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class party in the end only got like 13 ppl. Wth. Hai...haha, hope next time got more ppl come lei, otherwise sure not as fun one wad. Even sick also can come......;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling moody today....dunno why also.  May be cuz of reasons here and there, cant realli say myself. Wa shit....i becoming like subhi....having mood swings and all....which is not good. Hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then still got GP compre and compo....suck la. Dun feel like doing either. I see the compre say wad child in adult or wad adult in child or wad adult trying to stay child or even child trying to stay child by not growing up i was like???!!!!! Screw off man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah...u noe, i rather school start sooner than later. Less sian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113592431880707048?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113592431880707048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113592431880707048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113592431880707048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113592431880707048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/wa-sian-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113592334229932346</id><published>2005-12-30T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:54:32.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala this blog is in its last throes of death. doing report in nus now. heh i shall be random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten of my favouritest english words (not in order of merit):&lt;br /&gt;1. sprinkle (: ----&gt; btw it isnt cos of egotistical reasons&lt;br /&gt;2. cute&lt;br /&gt;3. affectionate&lt;br /&gt;4. purity&lt;br /&gt;5. pristine&lt;br /&gt;6. ice&lt;br /&gt;7. banana&lt;br /&gt;8. snow&lt;br /&gt;9. trample&lt;br /&gt;10. SOCCER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113592334229932346?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113592334229932346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113592334229932346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113592334229932346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113592334229932346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/lalala-this-blog-is-in-its-last-throes.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113543194392809323</id><published>2005-12-24T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T21:45:43.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its xmas eve! n no one's online. n i feel like sleeping. ok i never celebrated xmas anyway but at least usually will think, wow, its xmas tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last yr, i attended my first ever countdown.. xmas eve at hongkong. haha i hated it. crowded with no fun. i yawned my way thru n gave a sigh of relief when the countdown hit "1" when everyone else was cheering. but the next day (technically, since after countdown its already 25th) we saw on the giant screen on the streets showing the tsunami. i guess the impact wasnt tt great on me since we hear trouble with waters n fires all year round.. but the sights of the devastation were horrible enough then. n when i got back n saw the full extent of the death toll etc, it really affected me greatly. my dad said he had thought of bringing us to thailand for hols instead of china n hongkong n who knows? if he had i might not be blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n there were singaporeans affected. while we were havign fun elsewhere in some other place singaporeans were affected when i was still nursing hangovers of a boring countdown. thats y i hate countdowns. it was really a bad memory even if there wasnt a direct impact on me. tts also y i didnt complain abt the fund raising stuff during this yr's orientation. it was smth worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. not very festive sounding am i. i dunno y this suddenly hit me too but to all those who happen to read this, lets spare a thought for the victims whether or not we celebrate xmas k? prob doesnt sound like me to say such stuff but perhaps this is one of those things tt i at least take a more sober view on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113543194392809323?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113543194392809323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113543194392809323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113543194392809323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113543194392809323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-xmas-eve-n-no-ones-online.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113514726381003113</id><published>2005-12-21T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T14:41:03.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>k, i shall finally blog. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my busking at orchard on the 19 and 20 dec. Not bad la, i think it was quite successful. Initially i thought no one will give money one, but AMAZINGLY, they all gave notes la! haha, By the end of 2 days, i think the box fully filled liao. Phew, otherwise write cheque to the beneficiary with onli like " 10 DOLLARS AND ZERO CENTS" after 2 days will be so bloody malu la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian diao.....school reopening in like 1 week plus time, Dunno shld be happy or sad. Like left 1 year before JC ends.....so fast. Then its army for the guys and uni for the girls. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must treasure next year le....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113514726381003113?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113514726381003113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113514726381003113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113514726381003113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113514726381003113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/k-i-shall-finally-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113508318599483395</id><published>2005-12-20T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T20:58:17.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kc n zaidi blog! slackers.. respectively 2 n 3 weeks nv blog liao u all. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back from australia! at first quite worried that the hanging in singapore wld make it not nice.. but i had a great time. my cousins r super funny. a great feature of my trip was their squabbling on car rides haha. their father said he learnt the art of selective hearing to ensure he did not get car accidents when they were on board. once he listened to them n missed the traffic light to go to airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an example of sister-bullying, the 2 guys' favourite sport:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bro to sis: u're so fat, if u go to a beach a whale starts mating with u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its addictive u noe. me n my sis started suanning the little sis too. then she v poor thing, try to retort but end up worsening things for herself. it was also established that she's a piguman, mix between a pig n human. her response? tt her bro is a monkey. his reply? at least he's a pure species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, her response to it all was to say she was a human pig instead of a piguman. haha. some wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent 2 days walking around sydney city with my mum coz my dad n sis were working. i used a map n got us lost a few times but we still managed to get to quite alot of places. v nice.. there was this st mary's cathedral which was totally magnificent. my ma was incredulous when i said want go see cathedral but after she saw it she was v happy coz v nice. she v easily happy.. let her see herbs in botanic gardens she happy liao (like s'pore no grass liddat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to harbour bridge n my ma was so tired she refused to walk 200 steps more to reach the top of one of the towers. damn good view one loh.. but i didnt wanna leave her alone so i didnt go up to see too. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went caving! jenolan caves in the blue mountains. i wonder wad zhihan will kope if he goes to the caves. the rocks r pure beauty.. even my shopping-crazy sis agreed. koping stones will result in a A$20000 fine n 6 months jail though. so didnt try. we were discussing knocking our head into some low ceilings to dislodge stones n take back. my uncle said can even sue them for hurting our head. but after tt the guide said any form of hurting the stones will result in the above fine. so u hurt ur head n get jailed. so, never try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins got a dog! damn damn damn cute.. white n furry. my ma n dad were damn scared of him haha. but at the end i managed to get him to sit n do hi-five.. so not bad. he's quite big for a small dog. 8.5kg.. slightly lighter than me. no im not a dog. woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played basketball twice.. first time was team up with my dad n uncle vs my 3 cousins in an singapore vs australia game (my uncle still singaporean, aus PR only) den got pwned 10-4. 2nd time was my n the oldest cousin n we beat our dads 10-5. the rules were ridiculous- if the elder team scored they had double the points (mathematicians if u r wondering how then they had 5 points, they introduced the rule only after they got the first point n realised they were lagging too much). n they had an inner ring to negotiate while we had to start normally outside the big semicircle. i scored 5 points i think. first day i scored 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australian summer is like the coldest days we will ever hav in singapore. their sun (ok i realised there is only one sun, but u get my point) is damn nice n warm.. with a nice cool breeze which means we dun even sweat on blazing hot days. even after bball haha. when i came back sat in front of the comp also sweat liao. rubbish weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i said so much! but then its quite a long trip haha. kc n zaidi blog! i shall neh2 u if u dun. haha. oh i got souvenirs for everyone! everyone in class tt is. even our no. 1 in class.. (think index no.) n bday present for zhihan too haha. his is the only special one since we owe him quite long liao haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113508318599483395?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113508318599483395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113508318599483395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113508318599483395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113508318599483395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/kc-n-zaidi-blog-slackers.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113505164955169641</id><published>2005-12-20T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T12:07:29.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"The beast looked upon the face of beauty. Beauty stayed his hand, and from that moment he was as one dead."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaught kong yesterday after kayaking. its really quite a nice show... for $7. maybe not for $9.50. im posting unprecedentedly for the third time in a row to commemorate arsene wenger's first-ever third straight loss :D mugging vocab for sats now in the lab. oh oh i heard two contenders for quote of the year yesterday... from whom we regard 'thinkers, leaders, and pioneers'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1."i think fat is unhealthy."&lt;br /&gt;2."all the people in the obituraries are so old!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might as well comment on one of them, as part of my vocab preparations...&lt;br /&gt;1. the abovementioned quote isn't exactly abstruse. i hope the person who said it won't be abashed if he ever comes across this post. however, i know that he will be antipathic and won't feel any acrimony as he is an affable person whom i adulate. actually, one doesn't have to adopt ascetic practices to staying slim; an abstemious attitude will suffice. eating in moderation will prevent fats from augmenting into amorphous aggregates. conversely, dieting only brings adversity, sometimes in the form of pain that you have to assuage, or even atrophy of your body. in fact, the benefits of dieting are apocryphic, as they often require the comsumption of aberrantly little amounts of food. in conclusion, the antediluvian moral that has always been true since archaic times, is that avarice always leads to your downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha khaiyu still wanna take sats or not? sign up soooooon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113505164955169641?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113505164955169641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113505164955169641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113505164955169641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113505164955169641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/beast-looked-upon-face-of-beauty.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113491852800107688</id><published>2005-12-18T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:08:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh. no one updated this blog for a week already... guess we need khaiyu to keep neh2ing us to blog... anw for the benefit of the abovementioned, here's what happened on our class outing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt the latest to arrive!! yay *claps* then we strolled to marina square and had lunchh. there were a coupla interesting convos...such as "wanking is a necessity" a.k.a. rongsiu's sex ed lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bowl and i tycoed scores of 115 and 112. kc's improving! he almost reached 100 and probably would have if he wasnt so nervous about it...then went to pool. we went to all the same places as our previous class outing! heh need more variety... hopefully the xmas/new year thingy will be more out of the box..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and after that we went to ps. nothing much to write about...we talked for quite awhile about random stuff. but there WAS something that stuck in my head:&lt;br /&gt;(rongs buys tis dessert called mango sunrise)&lt;br /&gt;bentay: *starts laughing* "why would they name it mango sunrise!??!? its like... watermelon tsunami or smth"&lt;br /&gt;me: "err cuz mangoes are yellow. and sunrises are yellow."&lt;br /&gt;rongs: "can u imagine...watermelon menstruation" -.-;;!!&lt;br /&gt;haha okay its funnier when youre at the spot yourself. today im not very humourous. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113491852800107688?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113491852800107688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113491852800107688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113491852800107688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113491852800107688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113428813985262949</id><published>2005-12-11T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:02:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hafnt seen this blog for so long it feels as though im not one of the contributors already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching aeon flux yesterday. the main character's this assasin who the movie is named after...and the moral of the story is that life is beautiful because you only get one chance to live. and her real name is err...go watch the movie urself :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i dont know what to write here. erm...merry xmas everyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113428813985262949?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113421257458991755</id><published>2005-12-10T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:44:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pple bloggggg.. in 24 hours time i wld b in the plane for australia. these few days have been quite meaningful.. n nice too. at least i can honestly say it was different from the 7 weekly activities i have done for the past period of hols.. rot co rot co rot rot rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hav fun pple when im not here. ok lah not like it makes a diff if im in sing not but as a formality.. enjoy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks=) i love u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113421257458991755?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113421257458991755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113421257458991755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113421257458991755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113421257458991755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/pple-bloggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113377078733787165</id><published>2005-12-06T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:19:48.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EHHHHHHHHH i cant see the blog! its been quite some time liao.. i open the page then the front page load until the line with the "senior" one only. cant see tag cant see blogs cant see no shit. whyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer yesterday! damnit lah me n kc go so early then every one else late den we had to surrender the court to the others first. grrrrr. were outclassed in both matches but in the first match i missed the best opporunity in the whole game to score n equalise when we were 1-0 down.. hit post. grrrr. mak commented we played the chelsea way. im drogba then. the side of him tt cant score=(((.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but had fun lah. so long never play, den play from 8-12 on a nice sunny morning. aching all over now.. back from landing on the ground (got slided by defender) ankle from falling awkwardly (my own stupidity) thighs from shooting n shooting (though never scoring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days left in singapore. the rest blog also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fat! bentay rocks! co is boring! er.. im fat! byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113377078733787165?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113377078733787165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113377078733787165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113377078733787165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113377078733787165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/ehhhhhhhhh-i-cant-see-blog-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113380400595270998</id><published>2005-12-06T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:33:25.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Internship over already! It was so fast over! wish i could have stayed longer. Haiz, guess i have to do up my report and let my mentor look at it first. Perhaps should ask him to write a testimonial for me. hehe. I hope he will write one for me if i ask for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shall go out to buy things later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly, need some thank you cards for those pplz tht i got attached to in my internship programme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things to buy:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. 2006 organiser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As for Orientation, i am attached to an og. So there will be 3 OGLs in tht particular OG. Going to be qutie fun! learning the new dances and the old ones too. Dancing is damn fun, especially if there are partner moves! Everyone in O team now has my number! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never take your men for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113380400595270998?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113380400595270998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113380400595270998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113380400595270998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113380400595270998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-internship-over-already-it-was-so_06.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113335254699079302</id><published>2005-11-30T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:09:07.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAAAAAAA..............hols are so sian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like always liddat one. Before it comes, u want it so bad. After it comes, u think why the hell izzit so boring. Everyday nothing to do. Eat sleep play , eat sleep play, eat sleep play, and the cycle goes on and on and on. WAD THE HELL LO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buit at least still got harmoc to take my mind off things. Got busking and cip project coming up, hope it will be ok. Meanwhile, wanna start work but dunno how to start. The dang inertia too high le, once i try reading notes, haven even get past first page fall asleep le. Think my brain gonna rust like siao this hols.....that is if it doesn't break down in the first place.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113335254699079302?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113335254699079302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113335254699079302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113335254699079302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113335254699079302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/waaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113319706300509833</id><published>2005-11-29T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:57:43.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some time so i shall blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my internship, i have been exposed to a lot. I shall list it down for my own reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Massage shops: dun tink its always safe to go there to relax, they got extra service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinawomen: i cant believe they can wear those tight fitting stuff and all, the officers said tht some went for surgery and enhancement n etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they accused me of being one of their customer when i was merely following the officer around. the place so dark they tink im one of their customer. cant imagine tht they can actually massage without knowing their customers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pubs are bad places&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoke filled air con room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pool table&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots of beer around with tables and chairs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 dance floor to just dance ard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nothing much there: main thing is to drink&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A certain big pub at marina where all the chinese "big shots" are&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A 2 storey place. 1 main dance floor. live band playing chinese music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The people there look either:- panda eyed or flushed face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots of table. people in skimpy clothes. dunno how they survive there since its quite cold there&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots of room for vips. karaoke and stuff. illegal stuff also being done there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;After looking at these places at legally at 17, i found that pubs are no use visiting. It is the place for devils. Nothing much. i cant really say much abt the ops. haiz. nvm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;legal age to dance at dance floor:- 16&lt;br /&gt;legal age to drink:- 18&lt;br /&gt;legal age to enter:- 18&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N still got underage pplz there. sheesh. wads wrong wif pplz nowadays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im glad i get a chance to get to see these stuff at this age. It will b my first n last visit to such a place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113319706300509833?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113319706300509833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113319706300509833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113319706300509833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113319706300509833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/hihi-got-some-time-so-i-shall-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113310411131276865</id><published>2005-11-27T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T23:08:31.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant see no chinese.... theyre all a bunch of funny symbols to me. i tink my comps screwing abit.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go no online cos my time ran out. blehh. sdgjklfa;fhs;a. and i cant get no understanding of the sdhkl;ahgf wire antenna notes im reading for my attachment. ksfhakgfk;ashf;skjdfsagf!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha-ha-harry potter is not a bad movie, just that the plot sorta lacks depth and there isnt really much suspense, which is always a good thing for grabbing attention. even for someone who didnt read the hp books, the endings are kinda predictable. character development wise, its rather too skimpy, and the issues that it tried to cover were done quite superficially.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, its quite fun to watch. haha ill give it 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey why is no one online.........so xian =(  tralala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113310411131276865?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113310411131276865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113310411131276865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113310411131276865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113310411131276865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-cant-see-no-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113293072644043501</id><published>2005-11-26T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:58:46.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this song suddenly came to me today. v nice.. zhihan translate for zaidi! its quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;春泥 - 庾澄庆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫天的话语&lt;br /&gt;纷乱落在耳际&lt;br /&gt;你我沉默不回应&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;牵你的手&lt;br /&gt;你却哭红了眼睛&lt;br /&gt;路途漫长无止尽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多想提起勇气&lt;br /&gt;好好的呵护你&lt;br /&gt;不让你受委屈&lt;br /&gt;苦也愿意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那些痛的记忆&lt;br /&gt;落在春的泥土里&lt;br /&gt;滋养了大地&lt;br /&gt;开出下一个花季&lt;br /&gt;风中你的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;滴滴落在回忆里&lt;br /&gt;让我们取名叫做珍惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迷雾散尽&lt;br /&gt;一切终于变清晰&lt;br /&gt;爱与痛都成回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗忘过去&lt;br /&gt;繁花灿烂在天际&lt;br /&gt;等待已有了结局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会提起勇气&lt;br /&gt;好好地呵护你&lt;br /&gt;不让你受委屈&lt;br /&gt;苦也愿意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫天纷飞的花语&lt;br /&gt;落在春的泥土里&lt;br /&gt;滋养了大地&lt;br /&gt;开出下一个花季&lt;br /&gt;风中你的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;滴滴落在回忆里&lt;br /&gt;让我们取名叫做珍惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那些痛的记忆&lt;br /&gt;落在春的泥土里&lt;br /&gt;滋养了大地&lt;br /&gt;开出下一个花季&lt;br /&gt;风中你的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;滴滴落在回忆里&lt;br /&gt;让我们取名叫做珍惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我们懂得学会珍惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on a rush for homework. started maths today. gonna finish at least maths n physics b4 i go play with kangaroos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113293072644043501?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113293072644043501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113293072644043501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113293072644043501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113293072644043501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-song-suddenly-came-to-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113256023244433435</id><published>2005-11-21T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:03:52.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea i agree with u greenshoes.... stamina is realli like sai le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to run 5.2 km with fren today. siao liao, tsk tsk. originally intended to run 6km one lo.....hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, at least i got back 7 pullups, hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113256023244433435?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113256023244433435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113256023244433435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113256023244433435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113256023244433435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/yea-i-agree-with-u-greenshoes.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113241716289109983</id><published>2005-11-20T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:19:22.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my fitness is like shit now. ive actually gone down instead of improve. shit. better do something before i go hunting kangaroos n koala bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im amused. highly amused. ask me why! i might not tell though. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113241716289109983?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113241716289109983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113241716289109983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113241716289109983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113241716289109983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-fitness-is-like-shit-now.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113233011092213582</id><published>2005-11-19T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:12:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while as usual for me. It hard to get the time to sit down n blog nowadays since I'm on internship with the SPF. internship wif SPF is fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry i couldnt make it for class outing as i had internship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Get to ride the police car nearly everyday. Thats as much information I can tell you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kc, i know its painful to get to know and read such things. But face it kc, its life. These are the types of things that will help us grow as a person and a leader. These are the things that will make you reflect, give you feedback on how things are not going as planned. Yes we can all dream of the ideal situation. Face it, you cant satisfy everyone. You will end up not satifying or accomplish anything. Set personal goals for urself. Make it a realistic goals. Some of those stuff that were taught in leadership camps are not bullshit. Bullshit is wad we make out of the camp. So learn from it. With goals, you wun deviate and be badly hurt by such remarks. You should react through the feedback. Its good that you reflect on urself. I believe you did your best. So be it! You cant possibly go beyond it. Learn from it instead. Find solution together with your exco. You are not alone. Thousands of leaders out there face such things. You have to face it. I dun wish to "sayang" you but learn from these things and put it into focus. Move on from there, emerging a better person. Its okay for the person to be not appreciative of you. We are all not some charismatic person that can give everything to people. We are just students for god sake. Sometimes, dun stress urself too much from it. Its useless. I experienced it so Im telling you to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ky, its gd that u are going overseas. Remember the kangaroo u promise me k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;zh, erm... erm... enjoy ur hols dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to those 3d peeps, Enjoy ur hols! Go out n enjoy urselves! Im sorry i cant make it for class outing next week coz i still have my internship going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113233011092213582?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113233011092213582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113233011092213582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113233011092213582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113233011092213582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/hi-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113230919527805699</id><published>2005-11-18T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T18:19:55.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jin1 tian1 wo3 da3 suan4 yong4 hua2 yu3 lai2 blog.&lt;br /&gt;hao3 ba4. wo3 ji4 jiang1 kai1shi3(! familiar syllables!)&lt;br /&gt;zao3 shang4 wo3 da4 yue1 ba1 dian3 qi3 chuang2, yin1 wei4 jin1 tian1 bi4 xu1 gan3 qu4 xin1 jia1 po1 da4 xue2 zuo4 ke1 xue2 lian2 jie2. you2 yu2 tai4 zao3 qi3 chuang2, wo3 zai4 na4 li3 pian1 pian1 da3 ke1 shui4...&lt;br /&gt;gang3 cai2 dao4 gong1 yuan2 pao3 le4 yi4 huir3, jue2 de4 hen3 lei4. bu2 dao4 er4 shi2 fen1 zhong1 jiu4 man3 tou2 da4 han4, qi4 chuan3 ru2 niu2 (!). hai4. bi4 xu1 zai4 duo1 duan4 lian4. kai3 yu4 ming2 tian1 wo3 men2 qu4 wan2 yi4 wan2 zu2 qiu2 ba4!&lt;br /&gt;wa4. yong4 hua2 yu3 zhen1 de4 bu4 rong2 yi4, ling4 wo3 da4 kai1 yan3 jie4. xi1 wang4 du2 zhe3 men2 ke2 yi3 xing1 shang3 wo3 xin1 xin1 ku3 ku3 xie3 chu1 de4 mei3 li4 pian1 zhang1. xie4 xie4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translation:&lt;br /&gt;today i shall use chinese to blog. okay here goes (or smth to tt effect)&lt;br /&gt;tis morning i woke up at abt 8, because i haf a science attachment at nus today. as i woke up too early, i was yawning throughout...&lt;br /&gt;jus now went to the park to run, but before even 20 minutes had passed, my head was full of sweat, and i was exhaling like a bull. sigh. need to train more. khaiyu lets go plae soccer tmr!&lt;br /&gt;woah. using chinese is rlly dem hard, and writing tis was quite an eye-opening experience. hope you (the reader) can appreciate this painstakingly written beautiful passage. thnkx. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gbyes everybody. im gg off on sun to ipoh. can meet munyOOnG! hm mebbe not. unless hes an orangutan. lets haf class outing on THURSDAY. haha its the only day i can go. cya muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mylifeisbrillant. myloveispure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113230919527805699?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113230919527805699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113230919527805699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113230919527805699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113230919527805699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/jin1-tian1-wo3-da3-suan4-yong4-hua2.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113214259421412836</id><published>2005-11-17T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:03:14.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow our blog is stagnant. how can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry zaidi i havent been listening to ur advice. im letting my good deeds continually flow to someone else. not bad wad.. that in itself is a good deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class outing was ok if we ignore the fact that it was supposed to be class outing. first bowling game was the worst in my life- 38 pinfalls (with a strike in the 2nd frame, can u believe) n bottom of the 10-men league. 2nd game recovered to 78, decent by my standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pool was not bad. won 4 lost 1 (against zhihan, by a miserly blackie =((((()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i survived co today! i apologise to weixiong here.. u would have been resting at home if i hadnt insisted u come, n thats the shit u got in return. screw laozhou. weixiong u rock! i owe u one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drenched today. the umbrella was barely enough to keep my hair dry. even my specs were wet.. my sis's brand new ipod mini bought from marcus wu got drenched in my bag too. hope it works fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be ok. i'll survive. n i'll be back here alive and kicking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113214259421412836?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113214259421412836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113214259421412836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113214259421412836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113214259421412836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow-our-blog-is-stagnant.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113218918132952741</id><published>2005-11-17T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T08:59:41.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz.....life's been sucky these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from class outing, which was fun, it is sucky.... Bowling is fun!! considering its my second time bowling, and managed to get 1 strike, aiya, wad can i say, i happy le:) We should have more outings like this ya, very fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai......i dun like wad i am in now.....i dunno. Mebbe i am not that suited to be in  this position after all, being indecisive and all. To change or not to change, personally feel like changing, comm members feel like changing too, but then dunno will be good or bad. i think it will be good for now, but then dunno will affect later batches or not lei, then i will become a sinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai....then read blogs today, link here link there, saw one comment on one of the tags. " i hate pw, i hate harmoc! i love hols!" Hai.....why do u hate harmoc? Is it that bad? At least come for prac and tell me in my face la...then i will noe how to improve rite? This suck la....mebbe i am realli in the wrong position, not inspiring and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$@$@.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113218918132952741?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113218918132952741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113218918132952741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113218918132952741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113218918132952741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113179817073629988</id><published>2005-11-12T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T20:22:50.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"what did you all do (for class outing) at ecp?"&lt;br /&gt;"cycle."&lt;br /&gt;"and then?"&lt;br /&gt;"fuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha typical conversation. which may somewhat account for the article on the front page of today's THE STRAITS TIMES -- '1 in 5 teens sexually active'. eh bentay i tink we can forget about our sex offender registry le. heh well at least this bodes well for our future ranking in those Durex surveys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lanned todae! for the first time in a super long time...dotaed with 5 kills 4 deaths(oops)...apparently 2 members of the rj football team got raided by police in a lan shop and were caught wearing school pants...and continued playing while giving their statements to the men in blue(chelsea sux)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh just found out someone got ditched by gf...and its easy to see that those who don't get involved tend to be cheerier(is there such a word?!?) anw the crux(can someone tell charissa how to pronounce tis)is tt GIRLS ARE POISONOUS.(so don't try eating em)theyre like wild mushrooms which give you tummyaches. and if you're not a fun guy (pun intended) they can be veh unhealthy indeed =) haha just joking la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling quite miserable now. there seem to be so many lotsa thoughts rushing abt in my little brain and everything's blurry, like how when you cry tears fill your eyes and you can't see anything clearly. i can't grasp onto anything specific that's making me feel tis way now cos its all a jumble. i tink there are many people who feel tis way each day and some call it stress because it makes them feel lethargic. but those who can discern thru the mess and see the light ahead are the happiest people on earth and it's just beautiful to see them happy. perhaps because they give you hope that some day you could, just maybe could, be as happy as they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i know shes happy and it makes me want to cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113179817073629988?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113179817073629988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113179817073629988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113179817073629988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113179817073629988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-did-you-all-do-for-class-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113168857668577397</id><published>2005-11-12T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T14:01:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;im ashamed of myself. such lousy character and i never realised. with a black heart to match my skin, a weak will for command and a short fuse to boot. wake up man.. time to snap out of ur illusions and look in the mirror n see for urself who u really are. even my tears were ashamed of me.. n they refused to stay in my eyes. my shadow filled eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;den i realised also, who m i to keep passing judgement on those people? how can i scorn at their less-than-noble actions and purposes when i myself am no sage, indeed, infinitely far from that? for all i know, their hearts are nowhere near my degree of badness. and ive been blind to myself as i chose to look at other people instead and pass unworthy comments. what am i doing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113168857668577397?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113168857668577397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113168857668577397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113168857668577397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113168857668577397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-ashamed-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113161618689834206</id><published>2005-11-11T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T17:49:46.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my entries too long? haha sorry this is my first semblance of a diary i ever had.. making full use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall keep this one short then. my blog times arent screwed up! i make a conscious effort to ensure accurate time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe the presence of zaidi's mind. i juz doubt the storage n functional capabilities=) cheer up zaidi! we're here for u. not for metro-sif though. enjoy urself with jontay n ahem ahem=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even the most successful examples around arent so now. maybe it just isnt meant to be, not now, not here. perhaps Xjc students r destined to mug thru 2 years? possibly. maybe pple at this age just cannot get involved? maybe the commitment level we possess is simply not enough..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113161618689834206?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113161618689834206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113161618689834206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113161618689834206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113161618689834206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-entries-too-long-haha-sorry-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113152684213693662</id><published>2005-11-10T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T17:00:42.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohnoo im gonna haf pheeseeks attachment cant go class outing (if it eventually happens) dammit =( *sulks* woah tis is bad its throughout the whole hols! full time! (not the soccer kind) and its on radiation! hope i still &lt;em&gt;wu guan ju quan&lt;/em&gt; (or some rubbish liddat) after tt. hmm hope i dont grow antennae and look like the teletubbies.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khaiyu ur posts are veh long!! hey..... i did the same ting as you. went to bathe "n immediately subjected myself to a strong fan". no wonder i got sick too... but i recovered by sunday teeheehee. "he was furiously typing his draft n talking to girls on my msn. plus subhi (got diff meh?)" haha im evil.... and no i dont haf earwax!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaidi ur post was very choppy... methinks you shld use commas instead of only fullstops, (like this) so that it's easier to read and understand. or else. the flow of logic. gets quite interrupted. den it dun make sense. anymore. haha okay maybe u werent in a veh good mood and its not like my gp is veh pro (lol!) so i shall stop commenting on posts. btw are we gonna haf another dry run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm i guess blogs haf different purposes for different pple. like maybe for ky it becomes a diary tingy to record events while for zaidi its more for expressing wats on his mind (ooh though ky would doubt its existence) kc and me are more randommy in content. yupxies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh ive just noticed that our posting timings are all :S-crewed. whoops&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113152684213693662?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113152684213693662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113152684213693662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113152684213693662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113152684213693662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/ohnoo-im-gonna-haf-pheeseeks.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113144610560617085</id><published>2005-11-09T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T18:35:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey pple.. im supposed to b the melancholic im-oh-so-hard-done-by fella here, dun so pessimistic leh.. leave the sad stuff to me! i thrive on them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick! sick as in sick as in s-i-c-k. havent been sick for 43 weeks i think, not since i came back from hong kong on the last week of dec hols 2004. sniffsniff.. lemme see. it started last friday, after soccer den i think i bathed n immediately subjected myself to a strong fan while i napped. den felt weird after tt. for days my mum n sis were alr sick so i thought it wld come sooner or later anyway. den sat went to co with a sore throat, felt faint after blowing my dizi haha. den sat after co n lunch comm meeting still drag so long.. urgh. i actually shut up towards the end. tts so not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.. zhihan n kc came! haha in the morn i sick still go eat dimsum. den kc came first, conned by the presence of a basketball show on the tv timetable. he came n watched only to find out its nth one. then we played 2 man bridge n monopoly till zhihan came. den played THREE man monopoly. at first playing with kc i was owing him like mad den at the start of the later game i kept kena-ing KC's property too. fortune turnaround after i koped zhihan's high end property in exchange of 2 properties plus a train station. worth it though haha. den kc kept kena-ing our hotels n we ended game with him in high debt=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den played scrabble. havent played seriously for quite long (last day of school play to cover up for cards not counted) den came in third, behind zhihan n my dad-aided sis. haha kc.. wad next ah? i think dinner den play bridge. kc has alr given an account of my dad's impressive talents so i shall not ahem blow further trumpets here=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den kc left n zhihan started using my msn account to ask pple abt I&amp;R draft, which he obviously hadnt done. so while i shuttled between tv n comp he was furiously typing his draft n talking to girls on my msn. plus subhi. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chan, the physics, ms chan, yes the PHEEEEEESEEKS ms chan called me! i got shocked when i picked up my phone, coz obviously her voice can b recognised unless u got 18 years worth of earwax stuck in ur ear (tt can provide setting for 5 candle light dinners). den phew she was looking for zhihan. haha she must think we gay or smth. den zhihan really got earwax stuck in his ear n cldnt hear her speaking in my phone, till i told him to adjust phone position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man u vs chelsea! the wait till midnite for the start and 2am for the end was worth it.. never hav i celebrated a man u victory such. 1-0 to man u due to a tyco header by darren fletcher but heck, mr jose mourinho, this is for u. haha mak smsed me after i fell asleep to celebrate man u's victory n tell me to make sure he's awake the next morn for pw meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up monday morn n shook zhihan up. den we rushed off to school though i had to b there at 10 n he 11, coz i thought there wld b a downpour n wanted to beat that (it was only 7+) ended up stoning at macs near the bedok mrt till 840 b4 going to lavendar to collect his passport den go school. met zaidi at bishan mrt who was on his way to SOME WHERE to help him take his library book for returning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den played passaround at the concourse there waiting for big shot minyen to turn up. i was feeling damn cold.. needed to move around to keep warm. den later when sat down for meeting o felt even worse, sweaty n cold. after tt felt really really shit after go home. the sun made me feel seriously like shit for once. severely weakened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den sick sick sick.. this morn went to see doc n he said it was ok, juz rest at home. MEANS, no co. haha. i shall not sound overly happy here. snigger. k loh. yea i really yearn to see laozhou, but no choice, doc say rest, i rest loh. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got bloated at lunch eating 5 small dumplings.. not the dragon boat festival kind, the small small kind.. urgh. really sick. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113144610560617085?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113144610560617085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113144610560617085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113144610560617085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113144610560617085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-pple.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113144159131844903</id><published>2005-11-09T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:19:51.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised i haven blog for days. hehe. so i shall blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go down for service today.&lt;br /&gt;Bt i din.&lt;br /&gt;I turned back when i was actually in front of the school itself.&lt;br /&gt;It was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Should haf just went back home or even stayed at home today instead.&lt;br /&gt;I din feel like doing anything. I just feel like slacking one corner or just sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I will be tired. Im going to b tired. Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;So i sms the v.p. and took a bus to the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince saturday, I wasnt in the mood to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like staying at home instead.&lt;br /&gt;I lacked sleep.&lt;br /&gt;For the past few nites, i have been sleeping at 3am for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing productive for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is truth to wad rong siu said.&lt;br /&gt;I had to agree wif her.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot defend. I will not try to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Superficial.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its part of life?&lt;br /&gt;We have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, most of the time bloggers blog abt their negative emotions and feelings. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all almost forgotten wads the purpose of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Should there be a purpose in the first place?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113144159131844903?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113144159131844903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113144159131844903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113144159131844903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113144159131844903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-i-realised-i-haven-blog-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113145223700958256</id><published>2005-11-08T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:17:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mum's b day today!! Haha, ordered US pizza. but sian....they started adding delivery surcharge of 3 bucks! haha.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                Suck....had to experience sis' pms session today. I asked whether both pizzas thin crust can, she say ok. EVEN MUM HEARD TAT LO! Then when pizza came....she see both thin crust start firing up. Said she wanted thick AND thin crust, not both thin. Then black face throughout.... $%%^^$*&amp;(%(&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Sian la....i sometimes realli dun get her....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113145223700958256?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113145223700958256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113145223700958256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113145223700958256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113145223700958256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/mums-b-day-today-haha-ordered-us-pizza.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113137768428452735</id><published>2005-11-07T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T23:34:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey khaiyu sorry i dint go online.... really i am.... i was out at boon lay. NOT WITH SUBHI HOR. dont get the wrong ideas. i wont dump you for him haha. get well soon.... luv you *muacks* luv manyou too =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113137768428452735?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113137768428452735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113137768428452735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113137768428452735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113137768428452735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-khaiyu-sorry-i-dint-go-online.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113128918108259447</id><published>2005-11-06T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:59:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wa, went ky's house today! haha, fancy that, played MONOPOLY! Its like going back in time lo.....how long since i play le.....cannot rmb. But oh well, it sure does bring back memories yea....it sure does...&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                   Haha, though i lost until like dunno wad. During the final minutes of the game, kept entering the hotels......in fact, i visited EVERY hotel on the two streets that were literally owned by ky and zh. Pay until like dunno wad. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Played scrabble later. LOST AGAIN! I am a loser today. hahaha. Dunno la, kept forming words that cannot get points one.....sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Then played bridge with zh, ky and uncle after dinner. Din noe tat bridge existed already 20 yrs ago. Haha. I must say that uncle realli catch on the game very fast. In fact, i think he shows a lot more aptitude than sub. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     sian.....very sian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113128918108259447?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113128918108259447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113128918108259447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113128918108259447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113128918108259447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/wa-went-kys-house-today-haha-fancy.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113119783689260858</id><published>2005-11-05T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T21:37:16.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched sky high today. ok but not worth $9.50. eagerly waiting to watch harry potter when it comes out. okay i haf to admit that whatshername chang girl is not that bad looking lar, contrary to wat we said earlier...rongs ur hp lousy lah....legs hurt from running after soccer yest. ooh thanx hunny for the cd =)  but i have to say the songs inside are pretty eye-opening.....hafnt heard 90% of em before. specially those CHINESE ones :S but those ive heard of are mostly veryvery nice(like you) =) (or would you rather a XD) thankx again. see you tmr. dun go church hor XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: bring zaidi's books!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha am i happy? yessssss. am i contented? nopex =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113119783689260858?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113119783689260858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113119783689260858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113119783689260858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113119783689260858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/watched-sky-high-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113112028774976637</id><published>2005-11-05T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T00:04:47.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a very long meeting that ended at 10.30pm. thats 3 hour of meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im used to it i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Going to go sentosa later in the afternoon for some dry run thing for rc primary sch kids camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder how will things be like if i never had join and get myself involved in all these activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will i be really happy? Will i be fully utilising my time well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes in life we haf to set aims and try to achieve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That is wad i always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But now, i realised i forgotten wads my aim in being active in the activities im helping out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel drained. I feel stressed out just by looking at my holiday schedule plan. Its so packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113112028774976637?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113112028774976637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113112028774976637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113112028774976637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113112028774976637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/heya-had-very-long-meeting-that-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113109583466641184</id><published>2005-11-05T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:17:16.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow i havent blogged since the start of nov? here i m..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start from co on wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morn, go, pract, lunch, dazu, get screwed as usual, nth much. den after tt comm meeting! was v tired already but quite fun, no teachers around can talk haha. talk abt camp etc.. den after that proper meeting we were supposed to go dinner. freaking hungry.. during the meeting i kept asking marcus if he cld hear my stomach growling. but met our teacher ic n we argued so damn long abt practice schedules.. pls loh, even a bloody slacker like me thinks the hours r needed. or maybe its juz me, coz i dun usually practise n need those times to shore up my leaky skills haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally dinner came. haha the girls were damn sick! pollute the innocent guys like me n weixiong.. tsktsk. talk cock at food court till 930 (!!) den went home dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept from 1230-330 n woke up to watch arsenal. they rock! henry looked so pissed when he was substituted but he beamed when v persie scored the 2nd n third goal of the night. there's a real team man for u. arsenal please keep him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den slept from 7-12. haha at first say wad 10am meet n play soccer. heng never..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i did anything worthy yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den today went school juz to collect progress report. dunno for wad.. we noe our results anyway. den rain rain rain we stoned for v long b4 going to play. haha supposed to b bball cum soccer den end up soccer only. took 3 shots at basketball n missed all of them. soccer still better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt happy when those pple came to join us, coz i dun like them.. but of course, if they dun yield to direct signs of displeasure like "NO" when asked if they could play, nothing can make them leave the pitch. after all we supposed to care and share rite? fine. let them play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then more n more started to join in, till i felt like saying "y dun u ask the whole soccer team to come n play against us?" had a clash with my sec 1-2 classmate which started of with a hard push from him n a swear word from me (im not saying wad=)) but we had a handshake after tt so ok. then one of their guys sprained ankle n game had to b stopped. ironically tt was when everybody got frenly finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to hav lunch at macs n zao. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt so compelled some days ago to do something i had been wanting to do for a long time. it was such a sudden rush of urge out of the blue that i was quite shocked. but while ive gotten over it, i increasingly feel its impossible. if i cant even bring myself to do it in that moment of impulse, when m i ever getting the balls to do it? n tts juz one small step, even if taken it might lead to a path of no return, one of misery, dejection.. one of dread.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113109583466641184?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113109583466641184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113109583466641184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113109583466641184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113109583466641184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow-i-havent-blogged-since-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113094261296161951</id><published>2005-11-02T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:10:48.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooh so many tingys happened.... the blog looks kinda different. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;yay i shall be today's poster (not the wall kind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh kc i had a dream too....hmm haha i bet i can guess wat u were dreaming of....&lt;br /&gt;hiphiphooray for real betis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read&lt;br /&gt;the teardrop story by catherine lim&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;the curious incident of the dog in the night-time by mark haddon&lt;br /&gt;feel&lt;br /&gt;very intellectual =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a very intellectually stimulating qn.... can anyone answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what do you do when the only person who can dry your tears is the same person who made you cry?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ptth. omg im dem slow i took 2 hours to finish tis entry. lolly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113094261296161951?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113094261296161951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113094261296161951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113094261296161951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113094261296161951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/oooh-so-many-tingys-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113082347807594197</id><published>2005-11-02T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:37:58.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa.....had a dream today. One of the more complete ones in many years......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its surreal.......but nice....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113082347807594197?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113082347807594197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113082347807594197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113082347807594197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113082347807594197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/11/wa.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113067779472957803</id><published>2005-10-31T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:09:54.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;greenshoes asked me to blog, so here i shall blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reflections:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been a year and its the end of JC1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That marks the end of a hectic year for me, emotionally and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This year thought me a lot on decision, friendship, trust and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;decision- make the right decision, think about it fully, dun be too rush abt ur decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;friendship- many times this ship sank this year, decision affects friendship, be truthful to those whom u consider friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;trust- u need to build it, seriously. N dun go destroying it after that. Its not nice. I experienced it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;love- greatest thing that u can ever feel in life. cherish it. dun make it a joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking back at the things i've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was trying to be someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup thts all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy deeparaya pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113067779472957803?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113067779472957803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113067779472957803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113067779472957803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113067779472957803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heya-greenshoes-asked-me-t_113067779472957803.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113066409393103558</id><published>2005-10-31T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:28:43.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walao lionheart change the blog-times when u post leh.. u never change then always end up koping the slots of posts b4 urs haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today v sian. woke up at 7+ though i slept quite late last nite watching blackburn get thumped by chelsea 4-2 =(&lt;br /&gt;spurs 1-1 arsenal =((((( time to wake up gunners&lt;br /&gt;wigan 1-0 fulham =))))) wigan rocks!&lt;br /&gt;charlton 0-1 bolton =( i want charlton to stay up there..&lt;br /&gt;birmingham 0-1 everton=) i want everton to stay in epl&lt;br /&gt;black cats 1-4 pompey =) lousy black cat results means everton got higher chance of staying haha&lt;br /&gt;liverpool 2-0 hammers = i like hammers but i suppose i want liverpool to b somewhere there too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boro 4-1 ManU HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ok fine they beat arsenal there too.. 2-1 last time. ALMOST same proportion eh. haha. but its still nice to noe=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for soccer. disgusted this morn.. i came back from ecp then in front of the lift there stood a man n a maid wheeling an old lady on wheelchair. not tgt one lah. den 2 lifts came down one after the other. when the first lift opened, the maid waited for the pple inside to come out den wheeled the old lady in. thruout the process, the man neevr bothered holding the lift for them, though he was standing right beside the button. i glared at him n he moved off, den i pressed the button outside the lift. the man meanwhile chose to wait for the next lift n moved away altogether. walao eh, ur hands r given to u to b used for resting on ur paunch isit? pple need help cannot press isit? or maybe he either came from some kampung n dunno how to use buttons or he come from some high end atas place where the lift doors got eyes n wait until pple go in den close. sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past 2 days ive been reading lotr till i fall asleep in the day. not say boring.. but its damn wordy. describe one forest take a few pages. nice lah, the description, but abit hard when under the pressure of time (haha its a library book due soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno y im suddenly in a bad mood. hmm. really all of a sudden the heart juz fall one. wad has happened to me.. i never used to hav this kinda.. mood swings? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O slender as a willow-wand! O clearer than clear water!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O reed by the living pool! Fair River-daughter!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O spring-time and summer-time, and spring again after!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O wund on the waterfall, and the leaves' laughter!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113066409393103558?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113066409393103558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113066409393103558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113066409393103558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113066409393103558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/walao-lionheart-change-blog-times-when.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113067778149179667</id><published>2005-10-30T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:09:41.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;greenshoes asked me to blog, so here i shall blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reflections:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been a year and its the end of JC1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That marks the end of a hectic year for me, emotionally and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This year thought me a lot on decision, friendship, trust and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;decision- make the right decision, think about it fully, dun be too rush abt ur decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;friendship- many times this ship sank this year, decision affects friendship, be truthful to those whom u consider friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;trust- u need to build it, seriously. N dun go destroying it after that. Its not nice. I experienced it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;love- greatest thing that u can ever feel in life. cherish it. dun make it a joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking back at the things i've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was trying to be someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup thts all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy deeparaya pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113067778149179667?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113067778149179667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113067778149179667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113067778149179667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113067778149179667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heya-greenshoes-asked-me-to-blog-so_30.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113067729270020525</id><published>2005-10-30T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:01:32.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;greenshoes asked me to blog, so here i shall blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reflections:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its been a year and its the end of JC1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking back at the things i've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was trying to be someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113067729270020525?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113067729270020525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113067729270020525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113067729270020525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113067729270020525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heya-greenshoes-asked-me-to-blog-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113059156682309468</id><published>2005-10-30T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T21:12:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its the beginning of a 2 months break; holidays to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The last day of school didnt feel like the last day of school, perhaps coz its abt the same as any other days- as slack as ever? I dun really know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This november and december holidays would be quite packed for me. I should have known not to be too active in too many stuff at one time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;here is a list of stuff-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Service hours! - yck gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Link Camp - 1 day with primary school kids in Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Footdrill photo shot thingy- 1 day of filming and photo taking of drill actions + lots of planning and editting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SPF internship - 3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unit leaders' programme - 3 contact sessions(3 saturdays) + 1 4 days 3 nite camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Volunteer Instructors' programme - 2 contact session + 1 5 days 4 nite camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O team - whole holiday? at nite do proposal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;interact - metro-sif? can still do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yup... i tink there are going to b clashes. got lots of things to say abt O team, councillors and house committee. But shall just look at the bright and positive side. They do not bother me, i do not bother about them. They are just trying their best to do their work and have fun at the same time. Understandable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari raya is ard the corner. I haven gone shopping for clothes and stuff. But it doesnt matter coz I dun really want new baju kurung and stuff. I do not think i would b going out visiting much- coz of my schedule and meetings and stuff. I wonder whether i should call my sch break a holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On another note, can someone in the class organise some class outing or something? We should have a class outing soon like after PW or something??? Think abt it pplz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy ur hols pplz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113059156682309468?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113059156682309468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113059156682309468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113059156682309468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113059156682309468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heya-its-beginning-of-2-months-break.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113055385486055251</id><published>2005-10-30T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T10:45:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha this blog now has READERS! omg. hello rongsiu subhi chenfeng siangee munyoong arvind n fishyfishie=) the rest reading tag also leh. damn fun haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the last day of school. i suddenly felt like being a good boy n didnt break any rules yesterday, except buying food out of canteen n eating in class haha. didnt play cards at all! first time in dunno how long.. even promos also got play haha. got my cards confiscated on wednesday. tt cute teacher (walao i always found him cute lah, v round n bouncy kind) suddenly popped up behind me n say "r u allowed to play cards in school?" at first i thought someone was pranking (tt day a certain chinese high boy popped up n took photos of us playing.) den turn around, GG, its him. den he held his hands out for the cards n we gave him. walao i was juz being polite as i always am n asked "sir do u want the box as well?" den he kaopeh n fire "im throwing ur cards away y do i want ur box?" :'( not fair. i shant b courteous any more haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was also the last bio lesson we had. SOMEBARDY stomache EH? hahaha. but thankfully she left on a good note. she was friendly thruout n showed us a video i found really good. its meaningful lah.. tt guy's really brave to not juz face his imminent death in the face, but even let them film his last moments to show everyone wad its like. he could talk abt how he had designed this plot of land to scatter his ashes over for his roses. nice.. i salute u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday co was so sian. i tried drawing tt cow but zongjin was blocking half of it. so i named the half-cow i drew zongjin=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was nothing special. chem ended early n i went to buy food n kope marcus's mp3 player. den the 2 lectures.. the first one was a talk by ntu profs abt science courses. quite interesting leh. i didnt noe ms chua is so pro.. wah accelerated masters. next time see her must respect more haha. though she called me a poser=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den lunch, cards n soccer (usual routine, except i didnt play cards! im a good boy=)) soccer was quite sian.. i felt good coz i had those pain-killer pads on my legs (wah damn shen, legs were aching but they had instantaneous effect n i wasnt tired in the legs at all during soccer) actually felt like scoring alot. but the rest didnt turn up n we cldnt hav a proper game. den after a while sian diao den stop playing n the rest played bridge while i fell alseep on the specs gal. (omg if non -ourschool- student read this this sounds damn wrong. specs gal= spectators gallery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den stoned with zaidi n zhihan at canteen till 5+ (zaidi left earlier dunno meet who=)) slacked.. n talked. i hope me n zhihan r rite n zaidi is wrong.. so much better if tts the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my baby cousin is coming to my house later!!! so cute.. starting to crawl n talk (though in a language no one recognises as yet) tt day i was feeding him with a bun my sis bought for me as children's day present haha. he didnt bother looking at me but he knew enough to slap my legs once he finished his bite. den when i dumped the last bit of bread into my mouth he started bawling n his mum took over. damn cute=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i didnt realise i put so many =) in here. i must be in a good mood=) byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113055385486055251?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113055385486055251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113055385486055251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113055385486055251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113055385486055251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/haha-this-blog-now-has-readers-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113059900003797966</id><published>2005-10-29T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:16:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WA.......HOLS AT LAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Went to practise shoting basketball today myself. But when i went to the court, damn surprised. Saw my sl there. Then another one, one of my harmoc fren. And another one! My sec 1/2 fren! hahhahahah. Its a small world after all i guess. Fancy running onto them all at once. Seems like they were having a primary school class outing. Joined them for a game of soccer, then zao to practise on my own. Cos, ya la, not too good to interupt their reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Not bad, shooting got improve. Think i am getting the correct technique. But need to work on consistency......very inconsistent. Sian....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113059900003797966?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113059900003797966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113059900003797966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113059900003797966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113059900003797966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/wa.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113040152689038634</id><published>2005-10-27T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T16:25:26.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sian ah......after exam le go school also dunno do wad. Cannot focus during lectures...everything goes in one ear and comes out through the other, if any goes in at all that is. Just want to play with my wife and the new 196 hole one all day all noght man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Went to play basketball with my student today.....siao liao. Too long never play, all shabby le. Free throws also GG. Sian...must start practisin all over again. Looking forward to tmr soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               And from now on, lionheart promises to blog more regularly. So for all of u who miss me,  REJOICE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113040152689038634?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113040152689038634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113040152689038634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113040152689038634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113040152689038634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/sian-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113034183700545917</id><published>2005-10-27T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:50:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tired now... going to sleep after typing this entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had school today. wasnt productive at all. Somehow coincidentally the laptop she used was the same laptop used the day before. Use my ID to log in. Watch video. Smsing in class. Realised that there wasnt any Gp class later. Play Bridge. Won it. Went back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Took a nap for 15 minutes. left home for service centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did service for 3.5 hrs. Quite meaningful to be there today. Going to service centre tmr also from 2-5.30 hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to HQ. Started folding letters and slotting them into envelopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Played 3 games of bridge. won 2 games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;went back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thts abt it. too tired to tok more. no tots for tonite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113034183700545917?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113034183700545917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113034183700545917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113034183700545917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113034183700545917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-tired-now_26.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113017375515722797</id><published>2005-10-25T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:12:46.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven been blogging much although a lot of things happened around me.&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up after a 'nap' at 7.30pm juz now... now its already 1am and not much pplz online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess wad i have to say have been pretty much been blogged by the others so shall not continue on elaborating on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead shall put up a song lyrics:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This romeo is bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But you can't see his blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's nothing but some feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That this old dog kicked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been raining since you left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm drowning in the flood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You see I've always been a fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But without you I give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can't sing a love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the way it's meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But baby, that's just me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I will love you, baby - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till the heavens burst and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The words don't rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll love you - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now your pictures that you left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Are just memories of a different life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One that made you have to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To touch your lips, to hold you near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you say your prayers try to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've made mistakes, I'm just a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When he holds you close, when he pulls you near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When he says the words you've been needing to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll wish I was him 'cause those words are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To say to you till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, I will love you baby - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you told me to cry for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you told me to die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a look at my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's no price I won't pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To say these words to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, there ain't no luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In these loaded dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But baby if you give me just one more try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We can pack up our old dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And our old lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll find a place where the sun still shines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I will love you, baby - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till the heavens burst and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The words don't rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'll love you - Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Always - Bon jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a nice song. yupx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The publicity of the blog has been not bad recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the best for our dry run later then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113017375515722797?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113017375515722797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113017375515722797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113017375515722797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113017375515722797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heya-haven-been-blogging-much-although.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113014288560210049</id><published>2005-10-25T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T16:34:45.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its a shit day today. sorry im occupying 3 blogs in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off fairly, quite awake after sleeping less than 3 hours. but later in the day tt revelation struck me. its not so much the no-hope part of the whole thing.. ive always known that. it was that i was the fool all along.. but i shld hav probably known. tts the setback of over-self-confidence n a lack of respect for others' intelligence i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld hav always accepted that it was never meant to be. it doesnt help me one bit when i noe its no hope yet go ahead anyway. makes me look all the more stupid when it comes to this. im so goddamn hopeless n yet i never realised it. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owe a real big one to munyoong. its entirely my fault tt he has to bear the full brunt of all this.. we had said way b4 this that we wld admit to it together if she asked yet i was so caught off guard tt i juz stunned there. den munyoong ended up the sole culprit. it compounded my shitty day.. his integrity vs my cowardice. maybe the 2 events r linked. im such a hopeless case in anything, i dun deserve anything good out of that thing either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im playing 星语心愿 over n over again. its such a beautiful song.. i wanna learn how to write lyrics like that. y can pple who dunno me express my feelings better than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113014288560210049?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113014288560210049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113014288560210049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113014288560210049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113014288560210049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-shit-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113014765841340464</id><published>2005-10-24T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T17:54:20.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm....no matter wad....i still think greenshoes shouldn't give up lei. Cos no matter how i look at this, i still think its optimistic. And wads so wrong abt being super nice to someone, there is nothing wrong wad. Noe wad u are doing, and go through with it till the end, tats how u gonna ever get something done, bro. So if the other party cannot appreciate, so be it la, so long as u have not let done yourself.&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;                  Today ah, Longlegs, as expected, came in and bitch abt the incident to us again. Brave soul munyoong carried the whole dang burden on himself.....making the bunch of us feel all the more guilty and bad. Hai, i think we all have to share part of the responsibility la, since non of us were too happy abt it anyway, and munyoong was like the voice of us all. So if there shld be screwing, we shld all be screwed together. (yucks) I salute u, mun yoong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Before i end off, just want to tell my bro again that never give up ya! Good things come with waiting. And worst to worst, "heaven's edge where got dun have fragrant grass one, why onli like 1 flower?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113014765841340464?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113014765841340464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113014765841340464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113014765841340464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113014765841340464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-113004277359313343</id><published>2005-10-24T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T12:48:34.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's a quick one. zhihan go translate this song. im in love with it currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星语心愿 张柏芝&lt;br /&gt;曲 编:金培达 词:高雪岚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要控制我自己&lt;br /&gt;不会让谁看见我哭泣&lt;br /&gt;装作漠不关心你&lt;br /&gt;不愿想起你&lt;br /&gt;怪自己没有勇气&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心痛得无法呼吸&lt;br /&gt;找不到你留下的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;眼睁睁的看着你&lt;br /&gt;却无能为力&lt;br /&gt;任你消失在世界的尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;找不到坚强的理由&lt;br /&gt;再也感觉不到你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;告诉我星空在那头&lt;br /&gt;那里是否有尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心痛得无法呼吸&lt;br /&gt;找不到昨天留下的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;眼睁睁的看着你&lt;br /&gt;却无能为力&lt;br /&gt;任你消失在世界的尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;找不到坚强的理由&lt;br /&gt;再也感觉不到你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;告诉我星空在哪头&lt;br /&gt;那里是否有尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就向流星许个心愿&lt;br /&gt;让你知道我爱你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113004277359313343?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113004277359313343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113004277359313343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113004277359313343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113004277359313343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heres-quick-one.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-113004216414143933</id><published>2005-10-24T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T12:37:53.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walao here's a retype.. lost my juz-now entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid zhihan said most of wad i cld say abt floorball. lemme see wad else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah it was damn nice watching the true pros playing their games. it was good experience playing against n watching national-class players like vanderput, rama, benjy n nadjad do their tricks. in the 12 min played against vanderput, he got past me every single time without fail n the next moment i looked up, the ball's already in goal. sucky as i m, i cld appreciate how these pple r truly in a league of their own. nadjad didnt even bother coming out of goal in the match against us; he knew any one of his teammates cld rip us apart n do the job cleanly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think we cld hav made it to the semis. we played ultra-conservatively for our opening match against 6H n let in 2 goals without an answer. yet against vanderput's team, when we went all out, we managed to get 2 goals. against 6F, with one man down, we beat them 4-2. perhaps if arvind was there we wld hav had the confidence to surge forward n maybe hold the teams out n get favorable results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but these said i think there r lots of positives to be taken from our day at floorball. the galvanising after lagging behind to 6H, the belief we had in surging forward after 5 goals down against s03 n pulling 2 goals back, n the fightback we had when we were 1-0 down to 6F n won 4-2. with a man down. yea makmur didnt turn up for the last match till we finished haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice when nadjad gave us honest feedback n tips b4 playing us.. obviously, he knew they wld comprehensively thrash us anyway, tip ot not, but it was still nice that he was sincere with his comments. sportsmanship personified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice when dani never stopped believing in the noobs playing around him n ruining his game n truly beamed with joy when we managed to win the last match with conditions against us. teamspirit personified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice to see dani running nonstop when he already had a parched throat from running all day without drinking a drop of water. determination personified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abit of me now. got sent off in the first match for executing a nice header away from goal haha. lucky they didnt score from the resultant free hit. damn funny, i didnt noe when u got sent off u got sent into the sin-bin. the moment i jumped, i thought, shit it, n i walked to the sin bin without even waiting for the whistle to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a decent game defending the first n one attacking the third. ok, the 2nd one was totally hopeless against vanderput n co but still, as the commentator put it b4 the match: "n now its 3D vs S03, dani vs vanderput. good game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switch mode. &lt;em&gt;i think i noe for myself after all these stuff that i shld juz b content with wad i hav right now.. pushing for more wld ruin everything. guess im happy enough as it is. dreaming for too much wld simply end up a nightmare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to do pw. my ass n thighs damn pain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-113004216414143933?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/113004216414143933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=113004216414143933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113004216414143933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/113004216414143933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/walao-heres-retype.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-112998330200173546</id><published>2005-10-22T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T20:15:02.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yippee.....floorball was frantically fanatically fantastically fun....phew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3d 0-2 6H&lt;br /&gt;3d 2-5 S03  dani,mak&lt;br /&gt;3d 4-2 6F  dani(2), khaiyu, me =)&lt;br /&gt;          P   W   D   L   F   A   Pts&lt;br /&gt;S03   3   3    0    0   8    3     9&lt;br /&gt;6H     3   2    0    1   5    3     6&lt;br /&gt;3D     3   1    0     2   6   9     3&lt;br /&gt;6F     3   0    0    3   5    9     0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad lor....S03 was 2nd and 6H 3rd overall.....and we played 6F with one man down....&lt;br /&gt;Final&lt;br /&gt;6E                   6  - 2             S03&lt;br /&gt;2,4,8,9,13,16                       11,17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veh bad tings haf happened recently =( not veh healthy........cough cough........i hope everyting works out fine........argh ive got a splitting headache =( to whoever that mite read tis: &lt;em&gt;tings arent as bad as they seem.......dun go overexaggerate stuff in your mind......and always rmb that ya reap what ya sow.......&lt;/em&gt;im fat. im slow. ive gotta run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112998330200173546?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112998330200173546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112998330200173546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112998330200173546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112998330200173546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/yippee.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112972473741880550</id><published>2005-10-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T20:25:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. i dun rem being in such a bad mood as last nite for a v v v v long time.. thank goodness im out of it now. yay. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112972473741880550?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112972473741880550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112972473741880550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112972473741880550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112972473741880550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112945344701393336</id><published>2005-10-16T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T17:04:07.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ran 2:11 per round for 3.2km today. veh slow. veh sad. =(. haah im fat. ate blueberry cake and black forest cake. dunno why. im typing short sentences.&lt;br /&gt;tip of the day: an apple a day keeps the doctor away.&lt;br /&gt;heard that kc? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you. =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112945344701393336?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112945344701393336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112945344701393336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112945344701393336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112945344701393336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-ran-211-per-round-for-3.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112921926761432782</id><published>2005-10-13T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:01:07.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm. heres a short post. like khaiyu's last one. eh lost roxorz!!!!! i love chem too.... *sniffsniff* getting an A is so touching....... yippee all 4 of us got chem a!!!! lalala tis a gd day...... wonder if i can play floorball on saturday.......dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not good at letting go. and im afraid to fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112921926761432782?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112921926761432782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112921926761432782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112921926761432782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112921926761432782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/erm.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112913312766949971</id><published>2005-10-13T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T00:05:27.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh. subhi came online too. time to sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112913312766949971?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112913312766949971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112913312766949971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112913312766949971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112913312766949971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-112913289081267853</id><published>2005-10-13T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T00:01:30.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i juz woke up.. meant to sleep till 2.40am den wake up watch england vs poland but i woke up alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhihan congrats for phy o! well.. i seriously dun think my giving up has anything to do with erm that -revelation-. its juz from observations ive made, signs ive seen.. i noe it wun pay risking it. forget it, im fine, life goes on. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm zaidi i agree.. family n frens. ive said as much as well havent i, dunno if i mean it as real or self comfort, but i do see these points as well. honestly, if i didnt, theres nothing much else worth it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt really unhappy today. nothing to do with waking up at 9, swimming at 10, co comm meeting at 2, me-weixiong-marcus fooling around session at 4+ to 5+, going home n dinner at 7, sleeping at 840 (ok tts juz another way of saying wad i did in the day). i didnt feel that bad till i woke up again, just. feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came online to find someone to talk too. hurrah zhihan is here! shit, the moment i say yo, he went offline. sigh.. talk to bentay, cf, bryon, or azza? argh.. go back n try sleep lah. forget it. forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if england screwup later n i get crap results back during school, maybe it can be seen as merely a contribution to lengthen my unhappy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always say i damn unhappy hor. damn melancholic. i'll make it a point to blog when im happy as well. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112913289081267853?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112913289081267853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112913289081267853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112913289081267853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112913289081267853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-juz-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112913025144517031</id><published>2005-10-13T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:17:31.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax peeps... relationships aint everything... in this world, there is something more than just having a girlfriend or getting the girl tht makes ur heart beats faster...&lt;br /&gt;Remember, there are still things out there far more fulfilling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They are ur 2 Fs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U need them as much as they need you. You must remember you are part of your family. Without you, your family is incomplete. So be an active family member, be it u r a brother, sister, son, daughter, father or mother... Family is important... coz they are the ones that makes u feel most at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You know that your friends will b by urside... Cherish those days u haf wif ur friends now... Take it tht one day you would b having coffee wif them at TCC for some coffee next time in the future...&lt;br /&gt;They laugh wif u, cry wif u, mug wif u, eat wif u... bt they dun sleep wif ya... (thank god =) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy pplz... we still have each other and ur family members... rmb, We are the bros, we stick together through gd n bad times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna a chalet for the class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112913025144517031?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112913025144517031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112913025144517031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112913025144517031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112913025144517031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-peeps-relax-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112912827553408147</id><published>2005-10-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T22:44:35.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighhh.......&lt;br /&gt;khaiyu dun give up...... u wanna noe y i never told uall abt it? its cos i was afraid that youll feel liddat..... now u so xiandiao. i wonder if ive been pretending to be happy all tis while........ well at least im a good actor eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, theres no such bullshit as too early to start or what. just look at zaidi. hes a prodigy (; seriously. it aint gotta matter how old u are or wat rubbish. as long as u feel ure ready, any other considerations can just go f*** themselves...... and dont rush things. (tink i screwed up there) *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;oopx. im still a wee bit vulgar. red bull teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv u zaidi! haha thanks for helping me get tis song.....love it too :) wonder why.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time i think of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living a life that I can't leave behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no sense in telling me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wisdom of a fool won't set you free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that's the way that it goes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's what nobody knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While every day my confusion grows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time I see you falling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I get down on my knees and pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm waiting for that final moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll say the words that I can't say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel fine and I feel good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling like I never should&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not sure what this could mean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think you're what you seem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do admit to myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That if I hurt someone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time I see you falling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I get down on my knees and pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm waiting for that final moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll say the words that I can't say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG im in phy o! wtf i dont noe how i got in.......but hu cares. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112912827553408147?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112912827553408147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112912827553408147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112912827553408147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112912827553408147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/sighhh.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112904647930609180</id><published>2005-10-12T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:01:19.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. rush thru events before saying wad i feel. its like description n insights.. (think pw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw this morn. b4 tt went to meet kc zaidi n baiting n played daidee. haha i ask zaidi n kc to come eraly then i reached latest. even b4 that.. went to put ball in locker n got this damn nice thing inside. haha. more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw.. briefing on OP n I&amp;R. usual stuff. but... dhillon rocks! big time! this period keep having pple flaming teachers online but here can honestly proclaim Mrs Jasvinder Dhillon rocks! we had a nice chat with her after pw itself n she talked to us abt teaching standards etc, i was really impressed by wad she had to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry dudes i knew f lau was gone since sat.. but i forgot to say. hehe. but it was nice flaming him n the other one today, it juz feels different telling a teacher that. so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhillonrocksdhillonrocksdhillonrocksdhillonrocks. did i mention dhillon rocks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went for lunch, then bridge, den try to borrow tennis racquets, fail, went ri to play soccer. extremely lousy today.. from the start i cldnt sniff goals n felt totally off alr. missed several usually close eye can score one. atrocious. but after tt penalties more fun.. kaichen is shen! our team keeper set liao. saved 9 penalties between 2 zhihan conversions. woah.. zai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den dinner.. ok its our fault we forgot abt him. cant blame him feeling pissed.. but all the same i noe none of us wld hav been angry liddat. but well.. pple differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry zhihan.. its really damn bad tt we've been suanning u all the while. dunno if u really heck but all the same, its bad. sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentoring. got this cute new mentee who issed me death threats thruout the nite. but damn funny haha. first time i get satisfaction of teaching.. my original one doesnt need me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r relationships in jc worth starting? i was really shell shocked today to find out.. i mean, i dunno, always thought it was a decent period to start, no need to desperately search around n love many at the same time like SOME -sniff- pple but if got.. no harm rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i rethought. maybe it isnt the right time. maybe we're really not mature enough, n anyway not suited for a long term commitment as this stage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i realised today maybe i dun care anymore. in the morn, i was v happy to see tt nice little thing in my locker, but i also know it means nth at all.. den when i see the usual piss-me-off stuff today, im no longer hypocritically sneering, but really dun feel tt tug anymore. haha the tug on the chordae tendinae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the dilution factor of time. maybe its seeing n hearing things dat will bring abt a decay in a smth solid, like a feeling. maybe its the increasing sense of distance n emptiness in those eyes i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i dun wanna risk it. frens good liao, wad for risk when knowing it wun work, den spoil everything? im -almost- v happy to b wad i m n hav wad i hav now. family, 3 bros n a bunch of other gd frens. gd enuff liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant rem wad else i wanted to say. maybe next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112904647930609180?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112904647930609180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112904647930609180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112904647930609180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112904647930609180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112904218554764159</id><published>2005-10-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:49:45.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOOOOO........Soccer today rocked. being goalie is fun. Never enjoyed it so much before. Guess i am just born to be a defense person and not offense la. Simply have no aptitude at shoooting.....keeping still can. Haha&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;               Hmmmmmm......was wondering something today, after seeing another typical case study. How come break-up liao then cannot even be friends???? I mean, wasn't it that the two of them are on extremely good terms before they progressed to being lovers? So how come break up liao can't even talk to each other??? Isn't that a freakin waste??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Maybe next time before u wanna start a relationship, u should clarify and confirm with the other party first, that can still be friends in the unfortunate event of a break up. If not, then wouldn't it be better not to start a relationship at all???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112904218554764159?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112904218554764159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112904218554764159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112904218554764159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112904218554764159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/woohooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112904277264482764</id><published>2005-10-11T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:59:32.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 impt tings in a rlshp (for guys) frm personal experience (lolx):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. wadeva u do, dont f*** up at all times cos girls dun gif second chances&lt;br /&gt;2. dun tink she'll luv u for f*** if u dun put in any effort&lt;br /&gt;3. the more impt she is to u, the more u shld make her f*** that way&lt;br /&gt;4. u shld treat her ALOT better than just a f***&lt;br /&gt;5. she can always f*** sumone else&lt;br /&gt;6. NEVER f*** around carelessly&lt;br /&gt;7. f*** the fact that u nid to invest ur time and energy in it&lt;br /&gt;8. its not like f***ing; doesnt mean once shes hooked on than u can start slacking&lt;br /&gt;9. never f*** her easily&lt;br /&gt;10. always be prepared, even if u try ur best, that u can get f***ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO vulgarities were used. heres the answer key to the 10 f*** words:&lt;br /&gt;1. foul     2. free     3. feel     4. fren     5. find     6. fool     7. face     8. fish     9. fail     10. fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA... btw i thot of tis myself. not bad eh? okay i noe its quite boliao.... and i shld be piaing my&lt;br /&gt;pw ppt....but heck lah. tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. just tink tt being frens is lots more simpler. so if u treasure the frenship, and if ure not sure, dont start anything. its too risky. only do so wen ure ready and f***ing sure (figure that f word out urselves haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112904277264482764?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112904277264482764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112904277264482764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112904277264482764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112904277264482764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/10-impt-tings-in-rlshp-for-guys-frm.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112897147899796855</id><published>2005-10-11T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T03:11:19.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pw in a few hours time... haiz...  dun wish to go to school currently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, i got over things i guessed... thts gd... hee... =)&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of RC things coming up and im like being pressed to do stuff... hee... missed this type of thing... i would rather be doing stuff than slacking away at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I made a webby! go look! and give comments k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/zraffles/main1.htm"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/zraffles/main1.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cya peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112897147899796855?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112897147899796855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112897147899796855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112897147899796855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112897147899796855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heya-pw-in-few-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112891249633984123</id><published>2005-10-11T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:48:16.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zhihan went home! :'( haha his mama called him after he spent 24 hours here n he went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was still damn boring when he was at my place, but at least got someone to share boredom lah haha. it was fun confusing pple on msn, playing soccer, watching soccer, blasting songs, toasting pizza (i burnt his n did mine nicely[=) blah blah. he even created a folder on my comp holding all the songs he intends to kope from me. v automatic this fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny when my mum tries talking to him in chinese then see him struggle to force chinese words out between in teeth. dude go n learn chinese tgt with zaidi during the hols lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaidi cheer up! im supposed to be the oh-im-so-depressed kid here, dun learn from me. smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling abit weird (k lah its me) jean i really dun think tt blog is abt me lah.. it can apply, but i never said anything like dat to the blogger, unless any of u told the blogger abt wad i think (which i hope not rite) so it shldnt hav anything to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went airport to fetch my dad. juz came back from vietnam. den we went to eat fish n co while waiting for him den when he came he had to foot the bill HAHA (he only ate a few fries, we already finished the rest). den he say next time dun go n fetch him, he book mercedes cab got luggage service also a few times cheaper than having to treat us to dinner=) damn funny. i got damn bloated from eating lah... fat fat fat. i think im as fat as i was early last yr liao. dats damn bad. as im blogging im eating.. urgh. fat fat fat. lump of fats. black lump of fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair today! look like kok. tt uncle everytime cut also different one. boh standard. its like changing a barber every month, each worse than the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo england so lousy. dun like beckham but still he shldnt b sent off lah. france buck up! i wanna see henry n zidane at the world cup. damn stupid if dudek can play at world cup n henry cant. den it shldnt be called world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 soccer games in 4 days! legs rather sore now. think my boots got prob, the toes feel abit weird. ytd play with zhihan at basketball court then tt stupid ball kept flying far far away (mostly zhihan) den hafta keep crossing the mud fill field to pick up. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah when we played on sat we went to netball court we kept trying to lift the ball into the netball net. damn fun trying. den zhihan did it! damn it. i hit the rim damn alot of times lah. i think my foot more accurate hitting the rim than my arms. haha. den play with this bunch of little kids who were an absolute nuisance. den play halfway some auntie came n hauled 2 of them away for fighting previously. haha damn funny. future batch of jail-fillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of jail, those racist bloggers got jailed. its probably fair lah.. i THINK i saw one of the blogs b4 n it was really atrocious. it really affected me.. coz ive always been rather free with my insults, n though im not racist (seriously) i do make references which r not good. so ive tried to steer myself away from this area since i cant stop my insults, i insult abt other things. k lah tts not much turning over a new leaf, but a small step to improve lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things ive thought abt doing in hols:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. run. rebuild my gone stamina n get 2.4 below 10min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. slim down. urgh. 'nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. work? maybe can try out with my dad, kill time n gain experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. soccer! playplayplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. hmmm... shld i? i dun think theres any chance liao. maybe i shld juz forget it.. frens r good as well. its been fun being a fren, i dun wanna risk it. (im presuming pple reading this noe wad im referring to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: KC blog! walao tt time mugmugmug never blog is one thing now free liao still dun blog. blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112891249633984123?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112891249633984123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112891249633984123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112891249633984123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112891249633984123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/zhihan-went-home-haha-his-mama-called.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112870723985538206</id><published>2005-10-08T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T01:49:25.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i feel like letting go... bt letting go it means that i fail... n many pplz will comment on it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;people will blame me once again... n its always my fault... my fault... all mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im in difficult position... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i juz wish to b a nobody... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i juz wish to be tht the guy tht sits in the corner n no one would notice he exists...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i juz wish to be juz tht...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I must fight on... the battle isnt over... its not going to be over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I must continue on this battle... even though i know there are lots of disapproval of my actions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun really know the pplz ard me anymore... all i know is their facade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;However...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I still have you all... who listen and help me along the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im grateful to the 4 of u... u noe hu u all r... im grateful tht i haf u all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yupx... i am... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;jus a tot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i should stop reading ppls blog... it affect me badly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i should make my emotions void...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im happy... [_"] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112870723985538206?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112870723985538206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112870723985538206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112870723985538206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112870723985538206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112869370833811375</id><published>2005-10-08T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:58:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOOOOOOOOOOOOO i typed blog damn long liao that effing explorer hang on me! i put in so much feeling n expression n thoughts n it hanged! its like getting blocked by the girl u like.. ok no link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos r over! but i dun feel happy. i thought i would be. but i realised how much i enjoyed that heavenly pre-promos period. it was purposeful, beautiful- i enjoyed everyday of it. im gonna miss that period.. its nothing but memories now. one day after promos, its already back to status quo.. n i hate it. euphoria built up over weeks gone juz liddat. promos werent enjoyable, but the builtup was, even if its not directly related to promos itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following between the ----- lines r quite rubbish.. so skip if u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-spend all your time waiting-&lt;br /&gt;ive always been waiting.. will always be waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-for that second chance-&lt;br /&gt;have i even had the first? or have i had so many n let all slipped by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-for a break that would make it ok-&lt;br /&gt;it would be ok? oh gimme a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-theres always some reason-&lt;br /&gt;got meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to feel not good enough-&lt;br /&gt;oh... got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and its hard at the end of the day-&lt;br /&gt;hard. damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i need some distraction-&lt;br /&gt;oh yes distract me cmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh beautiful release-&lt;br /&gt;release me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-memories seeped from my veins-&lt;br /&gt;good wad. its painful for them to stay there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-let me be empty-&lt;br /&gt;ive always been empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh weightless and maybe i'll find some peace tonite-&lt;br /&gt;yea i need to lose weight. n will b damn peaceful.. theres no one around to make noise n spoil the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall stop dissecting n spoiling this nice song. heres the rest of &lt;em&gt;Angel:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;Fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;From this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;And the endlessness that you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;Of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;You're in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired of the straight line&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere you turn&lt;br /&gt;There's vultures and thieves at your back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the storm keeps on twisting&lt;br /&gt;You keep on building the lies&lt;br /&gt;That you make up for all that you lack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't make no difference&lt;br /&gt;Escaping one last time&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this sweet madness&lt;br /&gt;Oh glorious sadness&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;Fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;From this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;And the endlessness that you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;Of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;You're in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;May you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer! 3 days in a row! today 2nd day i dying already. yesterday scored one goal pre-elango-interruption and 4 post-elango-interruption. fun! that chinese high boy.. walao eh. damn jontay. he got hit in the face when collide with munyoong, den got blood, den we told him to go wash. here's wad he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哎呀不用啦！ aiya no need lah!&lt;br /&gt;血而已嘛！ blood only wad!&lt;br /&gt;每次都撞到的啦！ everytime also get knocked wad!&lt;br /&gt;要我去洗？你要打架啊？ want me to go wash? u wanna fight ah?&lt;br /&gt;死不了啦！ wun die lah!&lt;br /&gt;死了也不是他的错，是我的错！ die also not his fault, my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, wtf, boy, juz go n wash. we dun like playing with bloody pple (pun intended) cannot ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bad game today. played with 3 of my ri frens at my house tt street soccer court there. the malays r damn zai.. fasting also so zai. woah. scored 4 or 5 cant rem.. but i had a horrid time, they were getting past me with absurd ease. my frens said next time juz knock them to the ground, i was the biggest on the pitch n wasting my size. my fren keeping was damn damn zai! inspired lah.. 20 30 saves in the game. kc go learn from him.. confirm damn zai one. but then he's small lah, he can get to the ground n cover every shot damn well. he needed to be zai with defenders like me. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr wun b much fun.. i never touch the ball when im playing with my old class. all simply too zai to bother abt me.. im too lousy :'( but juz go there meet old frens lah no harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhihan come my house tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.. may england thrash austria n poland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112869370833811375?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112869370833811375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112869370833811375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112869370833811375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112869370833811375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/nooooooooooooo-i-typed-blog-damn-long.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112859845660309909</id><published>2005-10-06T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T20:08:23.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>utheyyyy cheer up guys.......promo's over!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;shall try to translate khaiyu's chinese song.....for the benefit of our dear malay counterparts&lt;br /&gt;heehee here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title: know where you walk in may/know enough/the knowledge of satisfaction(!)&lt;br /&gt;(haha each slash was a new revelation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to own a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;how to hug a summer wind&lt;br /&gt;the stars in the sky laugh at the people on earth&lt;br /&gt;always cannot understand cannot know enough (! oh shit i realised wat the title means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i fell in love with your smile&lt;br /&gt;how to keep and how to own&lt;br /&gt;if you were not happy for me&lt;br /&gt;is letting go actually owning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a gust of wind blows a kite into the sky&lt;br /&gt;for you i pray i wish you luck im touched&lt;br /&gt;at last your shadow disappears into the sea of people&lt;br /&gt;den i realised crying while laughing is very painful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day you and i that hill&lt;br /&gt;singing in that way the song of that year&lt;br /&gt;that kind of memories are so enough&lt;br /&gt;enough for me to everyday taste while being lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat stanza 3 twice&lt;br /&gt;repeat stanza 2 once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the knowledge of satisfaction calls me to endure the pain (?) X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha satisfied? hee i am. wif my chinese. =) *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got better lyrics hereeee:&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;when you're too in love to let it go but&lt;br /&gt;If you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what your worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down your face and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hu wants this song? haha........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh. life is screwy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112859845660309909?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112859845660309909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112859845660309909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112859845660309909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112859845660309909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/utheyyyy-cheer-up-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-112840380849102988</id><published>2005-10-05T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T13:30:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today's physics paper...&lt;br /&gt;i really feel very down...&lt;br /&gt;shitified...&lt;br /&gt;wadeva... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Juz wish i could just like jump off somewhere n cease to exist...&lt;br /&gt;Its just very bad... extremely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for toking to me greenshoes... really need someone to tok to abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really feel like just giving up... n let go off some stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised tht family life and time is very important...&lt;br /&gt;went wif my dad to Courts... look at some furnitures and electronic gadgets...&lt;br /&gt;its been a while eversince i had such an outing wif my dad...&lt;br /&gt;its significant to me...&lt;br /&gt;life has more meaning than just grades... its about human relations too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb 1 day, i will be a free man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112840380849102988?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112840380849102988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>知足 五月天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么去拥有一道彩虹&lt;br /&gt;怎么去拥抱一夏天的风&lt;br /&gt;天上的星星笑地上的人&lt;br /&gt;总是不能懂 不能知道足够&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我爱上你的笑容&lt;br /&gt;要怎么收藏要怎么拥有&lt;br /&gt;如果你快乐不是为我&lt;br /&gt;会不会放手其实才是拥有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当一阵风吹来风筝飞上天空&lt;br /&gt;为了你 而祈祷 而祝福 而感动&lt;br /&gt;终于你身影消失在人海尽头&lt;br /&gt;才发现 笑着哭 最痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天你和我 那个山丘&lt;br /&gt;那样的唱着 那一年的歌&lt;br /&gt;那样的回忆 那么足够&lt;br /&gt;足够我天天都品尝着寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当一阵风吹来风筝飞上天空&lt;br /&gt;为了你 而祈祷 而祝福 而感动&lt;br /&gt;终于你身影消失在人海尽头&lt;br /&gt;才发现 笑着哭 最痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当一阵风吹来风筝飞上天空&lt;br /&gt;为了你 而祈祷 而祝福 而感动&lt;br /&gt;终于你身影消失在人海尽头&lt;br /&gt;才发现 笑着哭 最痛wo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我爱上你的笑容&lt;br /&gt;要怎么收藏要怎么拥有&lt;br /&gt;如果你快乐再不是为我&lt;br /&gt;会不会放手其实才是拥有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知足的快乐叫我忍受心痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知足的快乐叫我忍受心痛&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112823152248107977?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112823152248107977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112823152248107977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112823152248107977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112823152248107977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/wo.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-112818874033300854</id><published>2005-10-02T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T01:45:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Before i forget these things, better note it down somewhere... shall note it down here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Things to do in november december&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Learn guitar&lt;br /&gt;Take up harmoc, join harmoc maybe&lt;br /&gt;Take up archery again (maybe?)&lt;br /&gt;Rebuild FA unit&lt;br /&gt;Make proposals for stuff(FA duty, CAC 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Get a chalet(bungalow?) for class, rc peeps, Alumni batch 52 onwards and (maybe) fa unit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Go for SPF internship(Please pray tht i get in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Make my personal website at geocities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Have another blog wif *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;Be an OGL&lt;br /&gt;Go for ULP, VIP, UOP(if possible) camps&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for Amin stuff for Talentime 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Have fuN!&lt;br /&gt;go out more wif *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;Get a gd foundation on stuff&lt;br /&gt;Do interact stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;All the best for Promos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112818874033300854?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112818874033300854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112818874033300854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112818874033300854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112818874033300854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/10/heya-before-i-forget-these-things.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112799658109606913</id><published>2005-09-29T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:23:01.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gp today was okayyy lar. considering i woke up at 250 am this morn to watch soccer......was damn tired after dat la. slept the whole afternoon away...... liverpool roxorzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;so does phillip anthony bardsley. n kieran richardson. n alexander hleb.&lt;br /&gt;arghh chelsea r STILL dem tyco......gallas handballed!!! humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, "Dad" With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope &gt;and read the letter with trembling hands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dad, It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Joan and she is so nice-even with all her piercing, tattoos, and her tight Motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion dad, she's pregnant and Joan said that we will be very happy. Even though you don't care for her as she is so much older than I, she already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. She wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too. Joan taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with her friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Joan can get better; she sure deserves it!! Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your son, John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DEM FARNY!!! hahahhahaha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;iluvdolphinstheyrecute :)  jean stop whining.....haha im not going to make anymore comments kc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112799658109606913?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112799658109606913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112799658109606913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112799658109606913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112799658109606913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/gp-today-was-okayyy-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-112782826347653522</id><published>2005-09-28T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T21:37:43.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Promos coming soon... really soon... haiz... just wish there werent promos so that i can just continue wif my life... hahaz... i know that wouldnt happen... the college wun allow us not to have promos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Staying at home isnt the best thing to do... kept going to my bed and falling asleep... this is bad... must try not to do this... bad habit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;a few days ago my rc buddy called... tok abt some rc politics stuff... really scary manx... im so far away frm rc now bt im still inside its politic in some way or another... bt looking at the positive way, im in a gd position for a lot of stuff in rc... hee... not sure whether thts gd or bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;kae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;All the best for PROMOS peeps! MUG HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Then can play all the way!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112782826347653522?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112782826347653522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112782826347653522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112782826347653522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112782826347653522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/heya-promos-coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112774541567545193</id><published>2005-09-27T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:36:55.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nobody blogging again. its the promos i guess. feeling a little blue now.. maybe its been quite a period of euphoria, then something happen to bring me back to earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k this prob doesnt make sense. but maybe its the stress of finally realising promos r really round the corner too. oh shit wad m i talking abt. i dunno myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel cold. the internal kind. in fact my hairs r like standing on end now. its dat chilly. wad has gottan over me? shld b real happy today.. played soccer n saw my 3 bros. dat ought to make any day worthwhile. but im not happy. sigh. good nite. n good luck for promos.(or m i the only one who needs it..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112774541567545193?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112774541567545193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112774541567545193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112774541567545193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112774541567545193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/nobody-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112714241993746041</id><published>2005-09-19T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T23:07:00.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh kc stopped blogging......wat a MuGGerrrr!!! tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;okay i realised i shld start too.....after watching teevee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from today i shall keep bridge record.....for fun&lt;br /&gt;today me very lucky =) 19-8......0.704 deg of winning (3sf)&lt;br /&gt;lalala......khaiyu i want ur ball! hu cares if its blue black or grey......&lt;br /&gt;ms wee cheer up!!!! haha i dunno why i said that......just a random thought&lt;br /&gt;zaidi go online!!! earlier.......miss you......hahahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112714241993746041?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112714241993746041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112714241993746041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112714241993746041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112714241993746041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/eh-kc-stopped-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-112679181349018840</id><published>2005-09-16T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T21:43:34.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOCCER!! let my ball have the first feel of a game today haha. initial session cut early by &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;lightning&lt;/span&gt; scares but still broke my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;one-game&lt;/span&gt; scoring drought by converting an absolute gift by jontay leaving his goal empty=) left foot somemore.. conceding a left foot shot from me is shameful=) den everyone zao but after the skies cleared went back to play with zhihan munyoong n jontay again. had fun shooting n shooting when the cross country pple went round and round and round the field. sorry pple i only kept goal for 3 shots den sian liao. maybe attacking is still the only dimension of my game=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ashamed. keep playing and playing and playing.. bridge and soccer. mug!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got mid autumn festival. although is get sabo in one but it sounds quite fun lah. hope i dun screw up my parts (er.. song ones not other ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my smses r bursting.. must control. tsk tsk. now only 500 free cannot anyhow use like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gp today was not bad. the discussion on moving house can b considered a proper lesson n after his slow stroll out to take a transparency we had not bad discussion on essays. tmr need to write. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe was useless! come up with wad stupid game for amazing race. wah lao that guy in my group. so damn creative. talk n talk n talk. woah. lucky zhihan took over me as the sole-person-talking-to-him. den i siam away. den when that guy presented the idea to the class i still dun quite understand but apparently the teacher seemed impressed. wadeva. apparently he got some shen solution so if really use that station.. den good loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to exchange our gas laws notes for gp notes from tj.. but today only completed my side of the deal, hakeem didnt bring notes for me! grr. nvm, meeting him for lunch on sat, i shld get those then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sleepy now. think i'll attempt to finish my complex 2 den its sleep time. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583970.post-112679379241178909</id><published>2005-09-15T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:16:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;shall just share this chorus and a bit more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;scar papa roach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My weakness is that I care too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My scars remind me that the past is real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I just wanna be alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You shouldn't ever came around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why don't you just go home? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause your drowning in the water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I tried to grab your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I left my heart open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you didn't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you didn't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You fix yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;find it a rather nice song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;reminds me of myself... hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;take care peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;MUG HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112679379241178909?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112679379241178909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112679379241178909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112679379241178909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112679379241178909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/heya-shall-just-share-this-chorus-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112670900366643742</id><published>2005-09-15T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:46:10.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohya.&lt;br /&gt;inter 1-0 artmedia bratislava =)&lt;br /&gt;lyon 3-0 real madrid =))) real sux! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;PSV 1-0 schalke =)&lt;br /&gt;ac milan 3-1 fenerbache =) kaka rox!&lt;br /&gt;rangers 3-2 porto =)&lt;br /&gt;liverpool 2-1 real betis =)&lt;br /&gt;chelsea 1-0 anderlecht =( but lampard rox!&lt;br /&gt;rosenborg 3-1 olympiakos .......heck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....just noticed there were no draws. gogogo arsenal n manu....... zzzzzz slp le. haf to wake up early tmr. very early. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh go online ppl. im in the koping mood =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112670900366643742?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112670900366643742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112670900366643742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112670900366643742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112670900366643742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/ohya_14.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112670821209352214</id><published>2005-09-15T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:47:13.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waaaaaalauuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;when i FINALLY go online for the first time in 8 days (its a record!) everyone starts to mug. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy burfdae daddy!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lurve u lots =)&lt;br /&gt;yummy cake. mmm. im getting fatter. tippingthescalesatamassive55kg. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised got alot of birthdays around this period..... i think nehnehs coming up soon.......lets go buy him a bra..... i want soccer boots! (hinthint) hahaha........ can afford la.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. can get A for math 2002 promos........ now jus need to mugggggg bio =( 19days!!!!!!!!! biosux&lt;br /&gt;doubleyay. tmr plae soccer! khaiyu dun forget your ball........ hmm but mebbe ill be too tired to play properly........ planning to wake up tmr 3.30am =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112670821209352214?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112670821209352214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112670821209352214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112670821209352214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112670821209352214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/waaaaaalauuuuuuuu-when-i-finally-go.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112653782700191802</id><published>2005-09-13T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T23:10:27.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;since greenshoes said tht none of us update this blog, i shall update it wif my entry... come on, im suppose to be dy/dz remember... not z**** yar... later, pplz go search for my name find this blog then how? die... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, it rained juz now in the evening!!! so nice!!! there were lightning and thunders... it felt so good!!! hee... i just like this kinda weather, especially at night... keep you cool and makes you go to sleep faster... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life goes on in term 4 of R****** school of muggers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cant believe we wasted 2 hours just discussing whether to pon bio lesson which was postponed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thts the highlight of the day i guess... hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yar, greenshoes!!! I want to stand beside you for assembly and morning parades! I miss you =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ciaoz peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112653782700191802?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112653782700191802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112653782700191802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112653782700191802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112653782700191802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/heya-since-greenshoes-said-tht-none-of_12.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112653123455692295</id><published>2005-09-13T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:20:34.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah y nobody blog n i end up with 2 consecutive blogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks pple! i guess if it wasnt an 8-4 day i wld hav enjoyed the bday alot more. v touched zaidi went online at 12 to say happy bday haha. second person to say! i shant say who the first is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao tt diskette. i would hav ceased to exist if i had opened that picture in that postion in physics haha. m i supposed to be grateful u all told me not to? anyway its nice gesture lah zaidi n kaichen. thanks. quality sucks though heehee. may i delete it? dun wanna leave incriminating evidence(er, not even evidence, its fake) in my cupboard as where it is now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confetti note passing was fun! zaidi, not my fault that the confetti around me mostly mungen.. i had no choice but to select mungen confetti to write on. stupid mat keep passing the messages on to the next mat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm according to my ma im 17 years n 4 hours old now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r we ponning gp tmr? i abit humji leh. today's bio i wld hav dared. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaichen u really think its good chance meh. doesnt look like it leh. hmm. nvm haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112653123455692295?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112653123455692295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112653123455692295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112653123455692295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112653123455692295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/wah-y-nobody-blog-n-i-end-up-with-2.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112653780693247153</id><published>2005-09-12T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T23:10:06.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;since greenshoes said tht none of us update this blog, i shall update it wif my entry... come on, im suppose to be dy/dz remember... not z**** yar... later, pplz go search for my name find this blog then how? die... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, it rained juz now in the evening!!! so nice!!! there were lightning and thunders... it felt so good!!! hee... i just like this kinda weather, especially at night... keep you cool and makes you go to sleep faster... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Life goes on in term 4 of R****** school of muggers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cant believe we wasted 2 hours just discussing whether to pon bio lesson which was postponed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thts the highlight of the day i guess... hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yar, greenshoes!!! I want to stand beside you for assembly and morning parades! I miss you =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ciaoz peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112653780693247153?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112653780693247153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112653780693247153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112653780693247153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112653780693247153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/heya-since-greenshoes-said-tht-none-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112624364116029124</id><published>2005-09-10T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T13:27:21.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad a week. generally quite nice and rather eventful too.. wednesday especially. ended my term-long scoring streak by getting completely outplayed by arvind's team, but at least still got to kick ball. piss piss piss.. the one i poked in front of goal was DESTINED to get in, how the hell did it curl away from the post at the last moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. most of the time in this week spent on mugging.. cyber mugging haha. not bad, at least finished physics mcqs. no mean feat man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hols r coming to an end. with the end of hols comes.. my birthday! wad i want? dudes u all noe wad i want.. so no need to ask liao haha. n i own my own pencil case so no need to buy tt too. i like being black.. so no need whitening lotion either haha. leave tt for zaidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kz, back to chem. enjoy the remainder of hols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112624364116029124?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112624364116029124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112624364116029124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112624364116029124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112624364116029124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/wad-week.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112619178781037585</id><published>2005-09-09T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:03:07.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Heya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday was a waste of time, except the networking course and soccer i guess... Apart from that, physics was a waste of time... din really listen to d.v... feel bad... bt nvm, shall go n self teach tht topic... hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday was fun! Had my batch dinner cum batch friend's NS farewell gathering... played basketball, after which went to my friend's house to watch talentime videos of our past days as cadets... hee... quite interesting... then taught my friend's 5 yr old brother push ups... then he got addicted to it then kept on asking me to challenge him... hahaz... quite fun... had a nice "family" dinner together... pizza, cocktail, cookies, nachos, salad and pie... hahaz... all homemade... i muz say we are really close... like brothers and sisters... hee... though the brothers sit n watch tv while waiting for the sisters to cook for them... =P wad a day... hee... a relax n chilling day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thts abt it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cya all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mug hard! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112619178781037585?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112619178781037585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112619178781037585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112619178781037585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112619178781037585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/heya-wednesday-was-waste-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112609463534184089</id><published>2005-09-07T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:03:55.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yea!! Had a great time playing soccer today. Feels so shuang keeping! First time experience i think for soccer, ever since primary school.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But keeping aside, al though can defend, i still can't shoot for nuts! FOR NUTS! And shooting is like the essence of soccer! Haha. But wad the hell, i shall be satisfied. Like greenshoes say, u can't be good at everything rite? Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sian....promos sux!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112609463534184089?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112609463534184089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112609463534184089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112609463534184089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112609463534184089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-yea-had-great-time-playing-soccer.html' title=''/><author><name>lionheart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00457082666614661952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112589361089205149</id><published>2005-09-06T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:13:30.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>played night soccer last nite with other neighbourhood people.. damn fun! defended at first but it was disastrous so after consulting my stranger teammates i decided to move up. paid off. scored 2 goals on the netball post, damn happy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i was blocking an indian shot.. our feet collided n i hurt 3 toes, one of them a sprain n now swelling like sausage. indians hav strong bones. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did gravitation mcqs yesterday, oscillations on today. i still think my drawing of ms c*** remains the most interesting thing in the set of oscil notes haha. mentoring tmr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112589361089205149?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112589361089205149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112589361089205149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112589361089205149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112589361089205149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/played-night-soccer-last-nite-with.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112582878221562783</id><published>2005-09-05T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T18:13:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel fatttttttttttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha before today's lunch i hadnt eaten staples (not the metal kind) for abt 40 hours. went to food fair at suntec yesterday after scouts. haha there was an IT fair there too. scared us for a moment cos we thought we came on the wrong day or smth. "where are the chips?"(funny =)) . ran into yongliang there. didnt talk to him though. it was suuuper crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday's diet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-potato rings&lt;br /&gt;food fair:&lt;br /&gt;-salmon&lt;br /&gt;-deep fried crispy prawns&lt;br /&gt;-spring rolls&lt;br /&gt;-potato wedges&lt;br /&gt;-buttery bread (from rotiboy. yummy!)&lt;br /&gt;-authentic(?) shark's fin soup&lt;br /&gt;-cheese crab&lt;br /&gt;-soya ice cream cone&lt;br /&gt;and after reaching home:&lt;br /&gt;-prawn crackers&lt;br /&gt;-oat cookies&lt;br /&gt;-chocolate ice cream (fat!)&lt;br /&gt;-vanilla ice cream (fat!)&lt;br /&gt;-strawberry ice cream (fat!)&lt;br /&gt;-durian cake (fat!)&lt;br /&gt;-cheese slices&lt;br /&gt;-pumpkin seeds (lol)&lt;br /&gt;-emerald raisins (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats about it...might have left out one or two things...but 20 types of food alr. some kinda record. bet i'll put on weight in sept hols =( fatfatfat. kk id better stop saying this or ppl be out to get me. hope nehneh doesnt find this blog. haha.&lt;br /&gt;dammit mugging sux. enjoy your hols guys =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112582878221562783?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112582878221562783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112582878221562783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112582878221562783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112582878221562783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-feel-fatttttttttttttttttttttt-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sprinkles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15643911841596198381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112577128032786753</id><published>2005-09-04T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:14:40.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2 am in the morning now... not sure wad im doing up n online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday... wasnt tht bad...&lt;br /&gt;a brief summary...&lt;br /&gt;went to sch, had a 2.4km run, did a couple of pull ups (a few non-assisted)&lt;br /&gt;had chem lessons, wasnt paying attention, too busy thinking how to enjoy the hello panda&lt;br /&gt;should get tose big hello pandas... then can eat them all at home...&lt;br /&gt;had pizza for lunch, din really tink it was lunch... more of a snack...&lt;br /&gt;went to greenshoe's house... barley issue... i take back my words manx...&lt;br /&gt;played soccer in the pouring rain for like 2+ hrs... damn slippery... no grip... fell flat on my chest n face... collide wif lionheart... got hit by a ball by him...&lt;br /&gt;used greenshoe's comp to type email... thanks dude... after which when back home...&lt;br /&gt;took the bus frm tampines... slept for some time in the bus bt the man beside me seems to b enjoying his sleep more... kept leaning to me... i noe im&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; attractive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; even without looking at how shuai i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... bt juz the wrong gender...&lt;br /&gt;thts abt it... enjoyed hte soccer in the rain... never did any activities in the rain ever since Bintan CCAL camp... yupx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be staying at home for some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings: how i wish... it din turn out this way... wish things were like back then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112577128032786753?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112577128032786753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112577128032786753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112577128032786753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112577128032786753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-peeps-its-2-am-in-morning-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08509995482955713259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15583970.post-112570781044005417</id><published>2005-09-03T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T08:36:50.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yesterday's soccer in the downpour simply rocked! once-in-a-lifetime experience for me.. i had really so much fun. i daresay this is the 4th-best day of the term, dun ask me wad the other 3 are haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea lionheart's records of heroics were made possible by ME haha. walao eh, if not for his ridiculous form yesterday i cld hav scored 20 lah. ok maybe not so much haha. so fun, 11-9 the scoreline shows how crazy the playing went. nice. den sprinkles dydz n me had such a lethal attacking formation, slick flowing football. damn shiok man, all the running n shooting n agony of misses n saves (thank you lionheart). i scored an own goal though )=. perverse beauty in that own goal, nicely guided back header which went straight past my OWN posts. i shall focus on attack next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun over, time to start mugging. theres, wad, 25 days more? like shit la.. i didnt realise. now must pia. sigh. but i look forward to another game like this. tt wld hav to b after promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i slept from 830 to 530 after tt game n kfc dinner. dat explains y im blogging so early haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15583970-112570781044005417?l=subtlesniffles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/feeds/112570781044005417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15583970&amp;postID=112570781044005417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112570781044005417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15583970/posts/default/112570781044005417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subtlesniffles.blogspot.com/2005/09/yes-yesterdays-soccer-in-downpour.html' title=''/><author><name>greenshoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06688523884481967834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
