<?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-7764882</id><updated>2011-08-01T18:30:43.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World of opportunities</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764882.post-7756681870726499196</id><published>2009-06-10T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:52:53.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This song has great meaning for me. For the pursuits I've been chasing and the failures I have been facing. Read and i think it will mean something to u too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I am dreaming&lt;br /&gt;But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never reach it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I'm facing&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down&lt;br /&gt;But no, I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember most, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-7756681870726499196?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/7756681870726499196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=7756681870726499196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/7756681870726499196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/7756681870726499196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-song-has-great-meaning-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-8737430585134910627</id><published>2009-04-02T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:55:06.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I dreamed I was missing, you were so scared &lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen, 'cause no one else cared &lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming, I woke with this fear &lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving when I'm done here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done &lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed &lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty &lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest, don't be afraid &lt;br /&gt;I've taken my beating, I've shared what I made &lt;br /&gt;I'm strong on the surface, not all the way through &lt;br /&gt;I've never been perfect, but neither have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done &lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed &lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty &lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest &lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well &lt;br /&gt;Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself &lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done &lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed &lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty &lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest &lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well &lt;br /&gt;Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself &lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-8737430585134910627?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/8737430585134910627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=8737430585134910627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/8737430585134910627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/8737430585134910627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-8688567602841041408</id><published>2008-02-13T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:48:47.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Guess where i am in this video post?&lt;br /&gt;NYP CCC was taking part in this football challenge cup that SCCC had organised. Our opponents were NPCCC and the final score was 7-4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-8688567602841041408?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/8688567602841041408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=8688567602841041408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/8688567602841041408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/8688567602841041408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2008/02/guess-where-i-am-in-this-video-post-nyp.html' title=''/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-7466163469487507746</id><published>2007-12-30T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T01:09:57.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOSANNA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see the king of glory coming on the clouds with fire the whole earth shakes the whole earth shakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see his love and mercy washing over all our sin the people sing the people sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hosanna hosanna, hosanna in the highest. hosanna hosanna, hosanna in the highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see a generation rising up to take their place with selfless faith with selfless faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see a near revival stirring aswe pray and seek we're on our knee's we're on our knee's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hosanna hosanna, hosanna in the highest. hosanna hosanna, hosanna in the highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heal my heart and make it clean open up my eyes to the things unseen show me how to love like you have loved me. break my heart for what breaks yours everything i am for your kingdoms cause as i walk from earth into eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hosanna hosanna, hosanna in the highest. hosanna hosanna, hosanna in the highest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-7466163469487507746?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/7466163469487507746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=7466163469487507746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/7466163469487507746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/7466163469487507746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2007/12/hosanna-i-see-king-of-glory-coming-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-523243027509971538</id><published>2007-11-11T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T06:24:58.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods love for all is free.</title><content type='html'>I could sing of your love forever. Worship song by Martin smith. Its the kind of spiritual high u are feeling. The feeling of freeness! That void in your life all FILLED. The renewed confidence in life. Its a great feeling. BUT its not by your own findings or efforts. Its God's and of the holy spirit.&lt;br /&gt; I just want to tell of the goodness to my friends and sometimes it hurts me to know of the people out there in the streets, not knowing of this goodness or choosing to ignore it just because they feel they are, "unholy" or of the things that they have done in the past that they feel is "unforgivable" Let me say this. Jesus died on the cross for us a long time ago so that now we can commune with God directly. Not by some pope or other human ways. &lt;br /&gt;I pray that I'll be a living testimony to my non christian friends and I'll continue to pray for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-523243027509971538?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/523243027509971538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=523243027509971538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/523243027509971538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/523243027509971538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2007/11/gods-love-for-all-is-free.html' title='Gods love for all is free.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-7766982737148002981</id><published>2007-04-28T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T18:05:04.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking, wandering</title><content type='html'>Finally! Bought a pair of jeans from topshop and a polo golf shirt from puma! Its expensive though. Wth. Spent over 100 bucks. But good thing i found a fun shopping buddy. Got one more person in list to choose from whenever i want to shop for clothes. HEHE. Schools been tough. Not really coping well but thank the PCM for praying for me ya. I trust in God la, cast all your worries unto him he says. Had some good destressing games in the morning, football with campus crusade for christ. I scored! haha. Later going to play soccer again with Bryan's team from faith. Yeah hope i don't get injuries or whatsoever. Anyway going to church now. Byez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-7766982737148002981?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/7766982737148002981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=7766982737148002981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/7766982737148002981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/7766982737148002981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2007/04/thinking-wandering.html' title='Thinking, wandering'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-468132661345989689</id><published>2007-04-19T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:10:21.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over expectations</title><content type='html'>Hey! I just bought myself a new laptop! Finally having a computer of my own! Feeling great! haha. BUT! Theres always a hidden claus especially when your parents paid for it. It is that you have to work hard n show good results for the poly. Having said that i must read up on my physics and maths textbooks. Argh so stressful. Never touched physics and a math b4. Good that the lecturer knows ITE student's strengths are not in these 2 subjects. Nevertheless work hard! Pple out there. Signed up for study skills course already. Hopefully that will help me out. I'm trusting God that everything is in his hands. Everytime i think of that i feel a sense of relief. A sense of "No matter what, he has plans for me". This does not mean that i will slack but its just an anti-depressant. Later having class. So yeah i pray that i have a eventful day ahead. Hope shikin can manage to find her machining books. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ok god bless good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-468132661345989689?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/468132661345989689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=468132661345989689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/468132661345989689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/468132661345989689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2007/04/over-expectations.html' title='Over expectations'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-4617998458431841529</id><published>2007-04-16T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:31:36.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of school</title><content type='html'>Hey friends. Yesturday was the first day of school and its was quite amazing really. Besides maths that pulled my spirits down there was nothing else that really made me feel inferior. The rest of the subjects that i saw on my timetable is relatively easy and i learnt it before. Laptop wise just this morning my dad messaged and he finally agreed to sponsor me a laptop. Yay! I'm thinking to myself now that i have this piece of equipment my dad will expect alot from me. Haiz. I dun wish to let them down like i have in the past. I need help! Math help. Realy praise god for my friend whom were willing to help me but i must also do my part and practice. Bought a calculus book yesturday too. Its really thick but at least its got steps to teach me how to work out the sums. Anyway i have not been leading life God wanted me to lead. I should pray about this really hard cuz u could get the wrong influence outside and its even greater when u r with a group of people your age than at work with older people. Anyway lifes good. Don't worry. Infact 70% of what we worry actually does not happen. So stay happy. :) Hmm tomorrow Ruth and KY is supposedly coming to my school to visit me and lunch together. Maybe can show them around the school. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections___________________&lt;br /&gt;You knit me in the days when i was in my mother's womb. You have planned the ways of my life even before i was conceived. So who am i to question your good will?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-4617998458431841529?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/4617998458431841529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=4617998458431841529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/4617998458431841529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/4617998458431841529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2007/04/start-of-school.html' title='Start of school'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-117662763346535507</id><published>2007-04-15T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:00:33.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the company of friends</title><content type='html'>Just came back from church today. The message was on LOVE. God loves you even when u think he has left you or when you're feeling spiritual emptiness. He meets our needs and i could testify to that. I thank God for meeting my needs of getting Kah Yoke to help me with my mathematics. I have always been bad with math but well thank God he has brought me that far! :) Studying in NYP manufacturing wasn't my first choice but at least I am getting a chance to pursue a Diploma in engineering. Yeah. Its been really rainy the weather. I'm planning to go out to gym later around 6. Need to destress. Maybe I'll come back and brush up on my mathematics. E n A maths. Haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections____________________&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the cross the mighty cross. You handled hardship with grace that mortal men like I would have crumbled. How great, how great, how great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-117662763346535507?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/117662763346535507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=117662763346535507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/117662763346535507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/117662763346535507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-company-of-friends.html' title='In the company of friends'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-117657118311902850</id><published>2007-04-14T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:19:43.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return</title><content type='html'>Out from the shadows into the light. Rebirth of new life into the world of old.&lt;br /&gt;I aint no lit junkie?! Argh. Anyways I'm back after a long time in the freezer. So what are the things u guys missed out? OK from where i last left off I was in ITE, now I just entered Nanyang Poly and things aint easy going so far. But I'm still glad that i managed to get into a poly! I'm now in a cell group in church after being in spiritual wilderness for 3 long years. Much more understanding of the word than the last time round. Much more matured, experienced and laid back. Oh if u wanna check out photos its at my friendster. Just find my name. Anyway moving on. Maths is going to kill me as i have not much foundation in math so i m going to struggle alil bit but thank god for Kahyoke. I think i'll just spiral down the discipline charts into -10. LOL too extreme eh? Poly life is really somewhat diffErent. Its so bloody stressful. Im scared, scared that I'll lag behind but im also optimistic that i can pull through because God will never give me what i cant handle. He is a gracious God. So yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-117657118311902850?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/117657118311902850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=117657118311902850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/117657118311902850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/117657118311902850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2007/04/return.html' title='Return'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-114354487224147737</id><published>2006-03-28T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T03:21:12.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad will u do if someone left u?</title><content type='html'>Wad will u do if someone left u? I feel really sad. Someone whom i noe and loved. Passed away. Do u ever haf that lost feeling in  you? Lost someone so great. U can nv find them alive again.Theres only that one person. Sighz. How i wish i could hear ur voice one more time. Just one more time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-114354487224147737?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/114354487224147737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=114354487224147737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/114354487224147737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/114354487224147737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2006/03/wad-will-u-do-if-someone-left-u.html' title='Wad will u do if someone left u?'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112960618841539596</id><published>2005-10-17T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T20:29:49.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building muscles</title><content type='html'>Helloz! Hows everyone? Again ive not blogged for a long time sigh. Not alot of time left too before my exams. Yeahz. Haf been going to california fitness 3 times each week. The difference is quite alot haha. Slimmed down n became broader. LOL. Im going to chiong my remaining 2 weeks in the gym b4 i go back to fmss for bb. Nid a bright n shining example of "wellness" mah hahhaha. Well realli miss the old pals of fmss. Which to see them often man. Well got nothing much more to write though so yeah tata all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112960618841539596?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112960618841539596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112960618841539596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112960618841539596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112960618841539596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/10/building-muscles.html' title='Building muscles'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112909452239500330</id><published>2005-10-11T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:22:02.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All abt me</title><content type='html'>Hiz its been a long time since i last blogged. Todae is time to choose my specialisation in my trade. Im choosing aerospace industries as it is a booming industry. Next would be machining. Its a promising trade but has yet to come back to singapore after it left for china afew years back. Yeap. I have been thinking these few days. Should i sign on in the airforce or do commercial? Im thinking if i cant make it into the airline industry as a pilot then maybe the airforce. But i've been receiving alot of stick from my friends n family that i will not make it. Im not going to be detered. I will try as i might. I will do it. I will do it without going to youth flying club. Anywayz. Dreams to be a pilot. Every sat i'll make a trip to changi airport n stand at the fence that is near the runway, looking at each plane that passes. Im crazy about airplanes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112909452239500330?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112909452239500330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112909452239500330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112909452239500330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112909452239500330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-abt-me.html' title='All abt me'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112795358037067936</id><published>2005-09-28T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:26:20.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not happy abt myself</title><content type='html'>Good morning to u pple out there. Most of u wld be in school or work by now but im at home cuz of my ill discipline! OMGosh. Ever since i started school i find that my self discipline is on the drop. Its so terrible. Y? Cuz the class room environment is so messed up and we are so liberal. We can do almost anything we want. I cld talk to u on my cell fone when my teacher is juz 1 metre AHEAD of me. That is how bad the discipline is. The teachers in this second term r realli bad. They dont even gif a damn about u or ur education. Yeah and today was the lack of discipline im showing. Damnit. So pissed with myself. I set high standards la. Class was suppose to start at 9 todae. I woke up at 8. Then i didnt felt like going to school already cuz i was damn tired. Haiz im so disappointed in myself. Now not only do i not haf a 100% record but oso i fear marks will be deducted. Causing me to lose some precious GPA pts. A good thing is that im very close to my teachers n they help me by putting, Valid MC. Haiz but even wif the help, i still feel f**ked up. Angry with myself. This will not happen again la. Well at least tis is juz one lesson. I haf another class at 1pm. Its assembly skills. That one is a must go if not im a dead duck. And its a practical lesson. U cant afford to miss practical lessons in this course. It carries a heavy weight in ur marks. &lt;br /&gt;This coming friday will be the day i select my trade. We have 3 choices. Aerospace, tool and mould or machining. My first option would be aerospace. Followed by machining. I pray to god that the choice i make would be the right one and that i wld go into the course. :) Well thats all for my bad day today. yeap&lt;br /&gt;MIssing my ex sec sch frens. They bring me so much joy from toking to them to playing soccer. Wad a fun bunch of pple :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112795358037067936?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112795358037067936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112795358037067936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112795358037067936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112795358037067936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/09/not-happy-abt-myself.html' title='Not happy abt myself'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112643242086271894</id><published>2005-09-11T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T02:53:44.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Army half marathon.</title><content type='html'>Heyz its a sunday and it was such a healthy one too hahaha. My family went to join the army half marathon run. Its quite inteteresting la. Got 21km, 12km and 6km run. Iwent for the 12km one juz for an experience of it. It was long though haha. Ran till the 7km mark and then from there brisk walked all the way till there was at least 1km left. My whole shorts n t-shirt were wet man! Strangely the best part i liked was the water points where they issued sponges. So soft so cold so refreshing! Squeezed 2 sponges on mi head while running. My timing was a little embarrasing though. 2hrs 10mins. Soo long. Maybe i walked tts y. Over all it was a good run. The aftermath of the run was quite fun especially the goodie bag booths. I got so much goodie bags from the MIW booth especially cuz i tink they r targeting pre enlistees. I was being approached by MIW to conduct an interview wif me and asking me my feelings b4 entering the army and i duly said yes. Haha. My face is gonna be on the website!! But oni guys noe me sia. Sianz. But anyway they will call me b4 the interview. ;). N bcoz of tt. I got 100 bucks worth of reebok n brooks vouchers, a free set of running gear by brooks, a tech mag, an army sigg bottle and a MP3 puch where u use it in gym or running. Good bargain huh&gt;? So now i got to stock up on my sports wear n formal wear liao hahhaha! I plan this december to go n buy some of my stuffs. After tt we all went to bras basah eat chicken rice and then headed home lor. Very tired ar. Woke up at 6 am leh wth. So slept from 1 till 5. Oh gosh so long. How to sleep at nite? Die! Alamak. NVM. sleeping pills. HAHHAHA. Men in black is coming up shortly. Very funny n nice i heard. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Theres been lots of debate on my tag on who i am. I realli dunno whether they r my church frens or ex-pri sch mates cuz oni these 2 grps of pple seem to hate me alot i dunno y. But all i can say is. U have no right to judge cuz man never had the power to so beware of wad u are saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112643242086271894?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112643242086271894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112643242086271894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112643242086271894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112643242086271894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/09/army-half-marathon.html' title='Army half marathon.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112557995104290995</id><published>2005-08-31T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T06:05:51.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My speech!</title><content type='html'>Hello! Its such a momentus day todae! I made my teachers day speech in my campus!! Hahaha. Its a milestone for me. My teacher, mr jackphua was the one whom chose me to represent the department. So yeah i dully took the duty and prepared my speech as usual. I took 3 days to prepare for it. I was actually considering my joyious past in campus. The ups and downs. On that day i was realli nervous coz it was not only my first time but im oso afraid that the crowd might not be able to clearly understand wad i mean. After much preperations n rehearsals on my own i felt a jolt of confidence. That was given to me by Mr khong, my engineering teacher. He gave me the confidence that i needed. Reminding me that it is an honour to represent a cohort of 600 students from the PEG department. So off to the stage, as i was walking up a strong rousing reception greeted me. It was kumar and his indian gang from the same department as me whom performed afew moments before each department rep muz go up on stage to give a speech. I held the mike at the rostrum. Spoke. And amazingly i felt realli comfortable. I could speak very fluently and clearly. After my speech. Many of my frens came up to me and said that my english was simply too good already. They haf no words to sae or explain it haha. Yeah. I was realli proud of myself. Yeap. On the way out of sch. Mr phua caught up wif me and said. "It was good! I made a right choice, hahaha" I was realli happy. Juz too happy, ovulated. The secret? I was looking at how Mr Lee Hsien Loong was speaking on national day rally. It was a great example. I observed his body language. Evrything i oso observed yeap. So after the speech and evrything i went back home. Ididnt go baq to sec sch. I dunno y but i juz didnt went baq. Maybe it was latE? I ended at 11.30am though. So went home. Change then went to California Fitness. Reached there at 2pm. Did the whole circuit of machines at the gym. From cardio to resistence. I felt really tired after the training. My personal trainer was hard on me. He said i need to buck up or i end up wasting money. He doesnt want me to waste money either yeap so thanx anyway wee hong. At 5pm headed for the steam bath first then the suana, it was so good. All that sweat and toxins all removed from your body. :) The feeling of bathing n then walking out along the streets of orchard is one that i likened very much. U feel good n fresh:). Meeting wif amelia and sabrina at far east. It was so obvious amelia had a bad day in sch. But dunno wad caused it. Went to shop at far east for a while then at 6pm went home straight. I cooked fish rice with my black sauce. It was great! :) Tmr holiday so boored. Missing her. Going to start it all again.&lt;br /&gt;Reflections___________&lt;br /&gt;A very good morning to teachers and students of College. My name is Silas from the PEG department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a student i have the priviledge of enrolling into a course in here. I am glad to have great teachers whom are capable of inspiring us to be good learners and future leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vividly remember the beginnings of my classmate's and my journey with ITE and that my teachers would never allow us to think lowly of ourselves. So much so that ITE never really was the end but merely the beginning of each individuals success story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we slacken in our studies and morally, our teachers would give us a kick up the backside so as to put us back on track. They were always there when we needed them. They were always there when we needed help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is great to enjoy good interaction with my subject teachers. There was never really a sign of barrier between the teacher and the student in the ways we spoke. To me my teachers were more like seniors. Teaching my classmates and I the valuable lifeskill lessons. In other words they are putting money into out pockets. Each cent and dollar, big or small are saved into our bank of knowledge so in the future we can use these valuable savings to help us in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.S Lewis, the author of many thrilling novels and illustrates once said," The mind is so beautiful but if it was empty what worth would it be compared to a bin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So teachers i hope u have enjoyed the wonderful performances that the students have put up and have a very blessed day. &lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112557995104290995?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112557995104290995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112557995104290995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112557995104290995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112557995104290995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-speech.html' title='My speech!'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112511520025616538</id><published>2005-08-26T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T21:00:00.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>I do not know why is anon n anonymous so jealous of my life? I've been minding my own business n there comes along 2 or maybe 1 idiot who has got nothing to do juz spamming their hearts out. Maybe they r not educated by their mothers to be mindful of their words. God bless them hopefully they burn n die in hell but hu cares. Got the IPs of anon but not yet anonymous. Simple thing is to bomb tt IP. Mr Lee can help me? Anywayz im not realli bothered abt wad pple write abt me la. No matter wad i will still be earning more than they do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112511520025616538?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112511520025616538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112511520025616538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112511520025616538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112511520025616538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/08/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112436480673516918</id><published>2005-08-18T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T04:33:26.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a break</title><content type='html'>Going to take a break frm bloggin. Guess i've been receiving too much hate mail. Nvm. I've asked sum of my campus mates to see if they can trek down the spammers wif their new software that they haf juz learnt. Its good to make frens. Make a wide base of frens. Use them when u need them. Anyway at the mean time. Im takin a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112436480673516918?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112436480673516918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112436480673516918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112436480673516918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112436480673516918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/08/taking-break.html' title='taking a break'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112313651883461151</id><published>2005-08-03T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T23:21:58.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school and wadeva there is to say</title><content type='html'>Hi all, bad or good. Its a rainy thursday and there wasnt any soccer games for us to play todae as the pitch was wet and muddy. Bapohs! All no balls to play in the rain. Anywayz. Teachers are there for us to yell n throw our tantrums at they are not here to teach us, juz merely earning their grail. I bet most would juz leave the teaching industry after their so called 'scholaship' ends. Yeah! Kids these days. So hard to teach! Getting annoyed and realli irritated by em! MOE is a bapoh organisation la! Emphasis so much on studying n studying but wheres the street smart knowledge that many kids lack these days? Juz a week ago i remember ITE had a conference in Dover. Many were complaining at the MOE and voicing out their concerns at Corporate punishment and the way it has developed arrogant n obnoxious students? Why bother to have all these streams? Already im glad MOE decided to pull out the EM system in pri sch! It was their biggest own goal. Its good that singapore has a very sophisticated education system but adding more complications will not solve anything. If ur not understanding wad im trying to say then thats good coz i dun wan anybody to if not i'll be caught by the cops. Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112313651883461151?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112313651883461151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112313651883461151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112313651883461151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112313651883461151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/08/school-and-wadeva-there-is-to-say.html' title='school and wadeva there is to say'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112290854338190495</id><published>2005-08-01T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T08:02:23.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone gyming!</title><content type='html'>Hello guys! Theres alot of stuff been happening to me lately yaw! I signed up for California Fitness. Its a gym organisation in s'pore and arguably has the best gym facilities in the world. The service there is also first class coz its a club n its by membership. Per mth payment is 60 bucks but first mth n last mth payment costs arnd $265 plus joining fee. Its realli a big cut yaw! Saw the real pricing for a norm member n the joining fee alone is $106+$275=$381. Thats alot leh. Budden since i join student package. I oni nid to pay $275! hehe. The next mth will commence $60 per mth. U got money u can get anything man! Yeah. I signed up last week wednesday. The service has realli been great. There got 5 jacuzzi tubs enuff for 4 pple each and 3 sauna or suanas(dunno how to spell). The they provide small little shampoo n soap bottles, towels and clothe for ur gym n bathing nids so that means i get to bath n come home clean n no nid to wash more laundry. I got my personal PT(Personal Trainer)today. She quite pretty sia! Hot hot seh! Got figure la. Wah shiok ar so evry mon, wed, fri i go to gym sia! U will see me with full body shape in 2 mths la hahhaha! Muz buy my pills leh. Sianz! Running out liao! So waiting for any promos from nature's farm n GNC. Imagine u go town n u go to a enclosed area. Its like ur own world. Ur own place with a excellent conciege service at such a cheap cheap price! ALAMAK! Cant believe. I juz nid to save $2 per day oni. Not much though hahhaha. But seriously the price of the gym will realli make u want to make ur money worth. Got lockers too if i didnt mention. All very big n got lots of locks. :D OKok i go now le. Havent been toking to ***** though. Haiz, i get used to my gym n settledown first then i start again la. I think she very annoyed with me calling her so often. OK so cya soon peeps! &lt;br /&gt;TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112290854338190495?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112290854338190495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112290854338190495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112290854338190495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112290854338190495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/08/gone-gyming.html' title='Gone gyming!'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112184341209892346</id><published>2005-07-19T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T07:59:20.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch0ol has taken its toll</title><content type='html'>Helloz 3 to 4 weeks into the new school term and its realli been an entrawling experience. Everyday posses new challenges and its realli interesting to be with a class of hopeful poly goers. The mood seems very relaxed in our class. Some of us seem to have taken the fast paced campus life easy. It seems like now the teachers muz accomodate the students rather than we following wad teacher wants. And the teaching staff is a lousy batch of teachers. I think they want to make us learn to depend on ourselves now. Though some of the teachers that thought us last term is still here. Haiz. School lifes still good yeah. Things are smooth going. Subjects are quite managable. Must wait for my first test result la. See how it goes first. So far i noe that my coursework STINKS! Mr GOHTT, that asshole anyhow deduct marks from me!!!! ARGH! so pissed off with his damn asshole judgement. Going to disturb him on fridae. Haiz tmr is Grinding theory. Booooorrrrrreeeeee. The teacher bernard phua is good on one side n bad on the other. The bad side is he is not able to make lessons interesting n to a certain extent cant teach! But hes quite ok generally. He gave his phone number to all of us so when we r late we can alwayz give him a call. Have asked Mr Goh Liang choo if i could join in any inspiring clubs or events that tries to promote the name of YITE! Yeap. Tmr i end at 12. I wonder whether i shld go to FMSS. Maybe go see *****. Haiz speaking abt her. I think i've really started being real serious in chasing her yaw! Realli. My BB seniors are saying y not chasE? Bt be serious, dont play! Speaking abt play. Haiz. Sometimes go clubbing with my campus classmates in orchard can be a irritable site. They not faithful to girls. Hook up one at the club then they go to some corner n play while I "waiT". See them from one corner can "PENG" ar. When they done then i can leave with them sia if they get into trouble i answer for their damn f**king parents n teachers. Haiz i realli want to step down as class chair. There better be points offered for this post. GRRR! HATE GOH TT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112184341209892346?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112184341209892346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112184341209892346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112184341209892346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112184341209892346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/07/sch0ol-has-taken-its-toll.html' title='Sch0ol has taken its toll'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112134209224732039</id><published>2005-07-14T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:54:52.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;The innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my fathers come to pass&lt;br /&gt;seven years has gone so fast&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;becoming who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my memory rests&lt;br /&gt;but never forgets what I lost&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;the innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring out the bells again&lt;br /&gt;like we did when spring began&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;becoming who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my memory rests&lt;br /&gt;but never forgets what I lost&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;The innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my father's come to pass&lt;br /&gt;twenty years has gone so fast&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112134209224732039?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112134209224732039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112134209224732039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112134209224732039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112134209224732039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/07/summer-has-come-and-passed-innocent.html' title=''/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112010816181794409</id><published>2005-06-30T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:09:21.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>Hiz, in school now. Its basic electronics now. Jack phua's lesson. Had Grinding lesson earlier. Managed by Mr Khong. Hes such a lousy teacher though hes funny. He cant teach!! Alamak! In person he's nice budden when hes teaching u cld hardly get wads hes trying to sae. I find this term has very lousy teachers taking us for lessons. Its bad stuff. How are we the class of PEG (O) be the best machinists in YITE? Arghz. Lesson is very intense now. We muz make a bluechip for our project. Its quite alright la. Not say very hard. It all depends on u urself! hahahahahaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112010816181794409?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112010816181794409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112010816181794409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112010816181794409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112010816181794409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-112005349992006996</id><published>2005-06-29T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T06:58:19.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its juz another wednesday</title><content type='html'>Heyz. Tired n bored. Juz came baq from gym which ended like at wad time? 7! Haiz. School was alright. Had engineering drawing lessons which ended at 12 juz in time for lunch and then had CAD drawing at 1pm. ED lesson was quite fun, i realli enjoyed myself in the process. I tink infact many others also enjoyed that lesson. CAD was alittle more of a brain cracker. U needa think more visual in ur tots and be alittle creative. I tell u this people got talent then can do one ar. If not u are bound to be putting a toe in hot soup. Lolx. Im abit too chaotic in my words. I seem to be complaining to myself for way too much. I still remember Mr tiong saying. "Silas, u are like complaining in ur world. Bottling up all inside u." Tt was the time i realli acknowledged wad he said. I tink its true. Theres too many things happening in my mind. I cant seem to sleep easily nowadaes. Alwaes thinking. Not as bad as insomnia but close. On the way home i saw this ACJC girl. She looks very much like those eurasion girl whom wears very feminine like head wear. She was wearing tis broad colourful head band which covers alittle of her forehead n her fringE. She has short hair so tt makes it more suited. Shes a swimmer by the way. Yeah so juz kept looking at her when i was sitting opp her. When she walked off she gave me tis funny stare. Then walk like how all swimmers walk. Shaking the backside one. HAHAHHA! Funny&lt;br /&gt;! sia.Ok la i going soon liao. Tatata&lt;br /&gt;Reflections_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am proud that i took the path less travelled because it means that i get a different perspective of life from my peers. &lt;br /&gt;When the straits times asked me last year what i wanted for Singapore in the future, i replied that i wanted our youths to be more vocal and be less "cookie-cutter" in their approach to life. I still stand by what i said.&lt;br /&gt;Forget abt being elite. It is more important to focus on your developement as a person and getting an all-rounded education in or outside school.&lt;br /&gt;How many of us, when asked about our hobbies are guilty of replying, shopping, watching movies and sleeping around? Have we in our pursuit to be "elite"class, paradoxically become blinkered, mundane people with limited interests? We are obsessed with being better than others but are at the samw time terrified of being different? We must be open minded enough to recognise that thre are many ways to be successful. Our idea of success should not be dictated by what the Government, society, family or friends say. Make your own decisions, live your own life!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-112005349992006996?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/112005349992006996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=112005349992006996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112005349992006996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/112005349992006996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-juz-another-wednesday.html' title='Its juz another wednesday'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111994894449932041</id><published>2005-06-28T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T01:55:44.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First things first</title><content type='html'>Helloz. todae was kinda a bore. PIE lesson we juz sat in class doing word puzzles and jigsaws. The teacher was MRS wong and evryone in the class kept shouting,"Eh ur mum leh!". I was like so diao! I find that in ITE all the teachers care abt is for its students not to smoke and thats all. Everything is alwaes emphasized on smoking smoking n smoking. Then we had PE. Mr tamam was like very fierce with the whole lot of us jokers. Went to the school gym n tried out some of their stuff. Not very nice lor. The facilities like shit lidat. Oso so stuffy. Haiz didnt go for track n Field. Got cramps at my hamstring. Alamak. Haiz nvm la. Got other things to join. Still thinking whether to join fencing. Hmmz Well i tink i gotta go soon dad wants to use the darhn com. TATAZ&lt;br /&gt;Reflectionz_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am proud that i took the path less travelled because it means that i get a different perspective of life from my peers. &lt;br /&gt;When the straits times asked me last year what i wanted for Singapore in the future, i replied that i wanted our youths to be more vocal and be less "cookie-cutter" in their approach to life. I still stand by what i said.&lt;br /&gt;Forget abt being elite. It is more important to focus on your developement as a person and getting an all-rounded education in or outside school.&lt;br /&gt;How many of us, when asked about our hobbies are guilty of replying, shopping, watching movies and sleeping around? Have we in our pursuit to be "elite"class, paradoxically become blinkered, mundane people with limited interests? We are obsessed with being better than others but are at the samw time terrified of being different? We must be open minded enough to recognise that thre are many ways to be successful. Our idea of success should not be dictated by what the Government, society, family or friends say. Make your own decisions, live your own life!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111994894449932041?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111994894449932041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111994894449932041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111994894449932041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111994894449932041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-things-first.html' title='First things first'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111994785350457500</id><published>2005-06-28T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T01:37:33.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's 1st day</title><content type='html'>Hello. Its the first day of the week and im looking forward to it. Yeah. Lesson was fine todae juz tat mr TAN( side parting joe) talked unrelated stuff for 3/4 of his lesson and we end up learning less than fundamentals for our subject(metrology/metalurgy). Sch ended at 1pm. Played alittle soccer then went home. Did my housewhole chores. Yeah. Got nothing much to add yeah. Juz missing her*. Well ok seeya pple soon. Byez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111994785350457500?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111994785350457500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111994785350457500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111994785350457500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111994785350457500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/schools-1st-day.html' title='School&apos;s 1st day'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111970872249958167</id><published>2005-06-25T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T07:12:02.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LDC CAMP</title><content type='html'>Heyz, Just camp baq from a 3 day stint in LDC. Well i was camp CSM for most of the time and i really enjoyed the time spent there. First day was rather intense for the boys as they had to get tuned to the camp. Theres was alot of punishment involved. I arrived halfway in the 2nd day cuz i had school. Changing of COSs are a common sight in the camp as i want as many boys to take up leadership roles. I had to miss 2nd dae of lessons bcoz of the gruelling time table of the camp. I muz be there to gif a firm authoritative stand. Dinner time. Saw fiona. Dunno wad she doing budden juz carried on with area cleaning. I dunno y my fellow primers would sae such bullshit like me trying to show off my authority. I oso dunno wad the hell in the world CAI N SHIHWING said to my dear fren. 2nd nite. We made sure the boys slept early at 8. But they didnt. So we woke them up at 2 am to go for a hike to macritchie. By the time they came baq they are damn shack already. Falling out and breaking camp was alittle emotional for me. Didnt want to sae athing budden when i had an idea. The whole camp most likely gone liao. Haiz. So lidat lor. A very intense camp for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111970872249958167?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111970872249958167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111970872249958167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111970872249958167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111970872249958167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/ldc-camp.html' title='LDC CAMP'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111950494496133755</id><published>2005-06-22T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T22:35:44.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>Today is the start of the camp. Im off in school now cuz my school is more important than BB for now. Cant expect me to miss the first few lessons. I did go down to FMSS early this morning to put down my stuff. Saw the fall in, it was atrocious. Well at least tts the start. Im going to bring in harsher punishment when im there. Im not so really keen to go down to the LDC Camp. Im not sure y leh. Maybe it requires alot of discipline which im not realli interested in. Not sure. I hope this camp turns out well with lots of discipline involved. The thing wif "her" how? I realli love her. How? I want to make her me GF. Haiz. She seems to be avoiding me nowadaes. I dunno y. Wad did i do wrong? Come back to me darling. I love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111950494496133755?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111950494496133755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111950494496133755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111950494496133755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111950494496133755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111950423320830113</id><published>2005-06-22T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T22:23:53.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch has begun</title><content type='html'>Hiz! Sch has already began and it was such a nice day to be baq with the dudes. The timetable aint that good cuz fridays i will be quite BZ. Cant go for BB anymore. Cant see my F****. :(. I've juz found out that my GPA points are quite high of standard. Not alot of pple get 3.5 n above so yeah its quite cool yea. The camp is coming nearer and im soo glad that its going to begin. Straighten the boys up. Im going to go off sooon. Go and play total club manager.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111950423320830113?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111950423320830113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111950423320830113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111950423320830113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111950423320830113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/sch-has-begun.html' title='Sch has begun'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111899177935866944</id><published>2005-06-16T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T00:02:59.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come</title><content type='html'>Helloz. Its a fridae todae. The last day of school holidaes. LDC camp planning is coming to an end. Great evrytings juz fine. Except for one. The love of my heart aint right beside me. Its juz not there. Empty is the feeling and its realli a bore to lonely. Anywayz. Who cares. Im an island after all. Got used to it since birth. Yeah. Not going to gym todae after bastard chuan sae he dun feel like it. Yeapz. But will be going to town later to meet up with the guys. Its going to be the last day of the hols b4 we get bz with our own lives again so muz well we all go out have some fun and be merry. Now that i've got more confidence in myself after a quite successful first term. Im actualli hoping for a betterterm. My goal this coming term? To get a GPA of 3.6. It may sound easy but im expecting tough opposition from my classmates. But from wad i see i oni can predict a handful will challenge me for being top of the class. It gives me abit more joy when i go to school knowing that i'm on course to wad would be my dream. To be an air force pilot. Yeah. Checked my eye degree. Juz nice i can enter the airforce. Should i go for lasic? Im not very sure of that. Yeah. My relationship with my brothers. Its been a long time since we all last met. We've been very bz yeah so im realli relishing the time that we could go out together n see the "world" Yea. Will be going to India next week for Student seminar. Im actualli so hoping that the plane has some action like "lost"? Will want to go out with F**** before my flight. Yeapz. Lets hope she accepts. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Reflections___________________&lt;br /&gt;Are u giving me a sign? Or am i just dreaming? Cuz i realli love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111899177935866944?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111899177935866944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111899177935866944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111899177935866944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111899177935866944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111893723600639567</id><published>2005-06-16T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:53:56.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rebirth</title><content type='html'>Hello. I havent been blogging recently and thats due to a very hectic schedule i have with my life this few dayz. My time table has gym, LDC meetings, plannings and outings with clients. Well n its oso going to be the end of my holidaes too. Next week monday i'll be going baq to sch already. Thank goodness the camp is approaching too. Yeahz. Hey debbie sorry for not linking yah will find time to do so. So are the othersyeah! Thanx for visiting my blog though its dull n unfancY. Well my theory is, never judge a book by its cover. Yap. Means alot to me. Hmm wadabout my mission to Jio F****? Hmm not going to well it seems. She soo bz. Haiz. Will there be a better time? The results for term1 exams are out. I did well. Out of a 4 for my GPA i got a total of 3.6. Juz enuff to go to the polys. Yeah. Will work hard. The big dream to be pilot is still very much alive. I want to be big. My parents relationship are getting further n further apart. Each day they come baq n no one bothers to tok to anyone else. A man for himself. How pathetic. Haiz. From wad i see its been a fruitful and yet a disastrous month. Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111893723600639567?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111893723600639567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111893723600639567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111893723600639567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111893723600639567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/rebirth.html' title='rebirth'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111789305173690157</id><published>2005-06-04T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T06:50:51.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired after the hike recce</title><content type='html'>Heyz. I juz woke up from a long dae todae. Started saturdae with a very intense recce. Walked frm FMSS to Macritchie. Was a very very long walk and gosh i got abrasion. Didnt hike for a very long time i guess. Sucks. Haiz. Then todae when i still sleeping Fiona called me. I asked her wads up and she juz said nothing. Guess shes juz bored. Shld haf sacrificed my sleep to tok to her. Hahahaz. Sounds macho? Not really. IM TOO TIRED! lol! Phewz. Now im more refreshed. Cooked dinner for my family juz a few minutes ago. Steamed a red snapper and steamed COD fillets. Was abit blur while preparing the fish. Forgot to descale the bottom of the fish and forgot to slice slids on the side of the fish. Alamak. Got scolded by dad. He wants me to cook goood food so tt i can be a great chef n start my own restaurant. But i wanna be a pilot. LOL. nvm la this kind of thing can fight one hahaha. I realli enjoyed the hike recce. It was simply great and irresistible. BYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111789305173690157?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111789305173690157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111789305173690157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111789305173690157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111789305173690157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/06/tired-after-hike-recce.html' title='Tired after the hike recce'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111720424530864395</id><published>2005-05-27T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T07:30:45.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting matters</title><content type='html'>Hello. Day started off fine. Woke up arnd 10.30am. Went to school at 1pm. Saw F****. She was tokin to me yeap. I enjoy the times i spend with her la. From juz a simple pat on her baq or the long toks n phone calls. 2PM and i went to where the sec2s were falling in for the adventure day. Sux man so little pple turned up. Sad shitZ. Even LDC the attendance i bet is going to drop real bad la. WTF MAN! The school system or shld i sae MOE systems sucks like fuck man! S'pore are being runned by incomptent pple. ARGH! Then during meeting i can sense that the moood is getting realli excited. Im happy that the meeting is producing results. Now holidae i am damn free. Going to9 put alot of my time on LDC matters. Gonna make this camp successful. U can count on it! Will not fail anyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111720424530864395?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111720424530864395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111720424530864395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111720424530864395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111720424530864395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/meeting-matters.html' title='meeting matters'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111711520237484905</id><published>2005-05-26T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T06:46:42.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love u fiona</title><content type='html'>Hi. Was quite happy yesturdae nite cuz i was like toking over the fone with F****. She shared with me all her sadness and her "life stories". Very happy ar. I seriously want her to be with me? Cuz i realli love her? I realli like her. I wish to cement a strong relationship wif her. Arhz tinking too much liao la. Anyway LIVERPOOL WON! wow! European champions. At last! Though im not a liverpool fan im quite a fan of Stevie G. This guy is a Dynamo man! His galloping runs down the middle of the park is great. I hope to emulate him hahhaa. Muz be dreaming man. Anywayz i m LDC chairman n im finding things beri hard to cope. But hey nvm i wanted this when my holidae started. I wanted to chair meetings be busy and all. I wanted it soo badly. Now tt i've gotten it. I will want it to be a success story. Very angry with the Sec2s. They are not responsible in handing up consent forms. Tmr is their adventure dae. Im going to hunt down those sec2s and scold them. Argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111711520237484905?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111711520237484905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111711520237484905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111711520237484905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111711520237484905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-u-fiona.html' title='i love u fiona'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111702523657222685</id><published>2005-05-25T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T05:47:16.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer eve.</title><content type='html'>Alright its post-bdae for me and life is slowly getting back to norm. Hahaz. Tmr morning is the uefa champions league! I cant wait to back liverpool! hahaha. But i love the defensive players of milan too! I love the defenders. They make it an art to defend. In my footballing career i've alwaes loved to play defensive. I started out being goalkeeper and slowly im now drafted into attack. :) Well the soccer training is on saturdae. cant wait to show the bb boys my tenacious tackling:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111702523657222685?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111702523657222685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111702523657222685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111702523657222685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111702523657222685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/soccer-eve.html' title='soccer eve.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111702451632227942</id><published>2005-05-24T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T05:35:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthdae!</title><content type='html'>Hello! Yesturdae was my bdae treat to my frens and todae is a treat from my parents haha. Went to country mana restaurent todae and had a sumptous meal. :D. Feeling was juz simple nothing big in it. Was tellin my parents tt i preserved my bdae juz for them. Hhaaha. Back home arnd 9 pm. My parents presented me a b'dae cake and a present. yay! I got a billabong t-shirt!! yipeee~! And a shaver. Hahahaha. The one that uses beckham for their commercial. lolx I am so happy haha. Took lotsa pictures of myself with the t-shirt. hahaz. Well well thx then evryone. They all smsed me at 12 midnight la. So sweet. I was on my way baq frm my outing with my classmates of 2004. Haha.z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111702451632227942?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111702451632227942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111702451632227942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111702451632227942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111702451632227942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-birthdae.html' title='My birthdae!'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111702302019980891</id><published>2005-05-23T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T05:10:20.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bdae treat!</title><content type='html'>HI!!! I've had the most memorable time in my life juz now!! hahha. I went out with my class dudes! Was like so much joy n elation. Anywayz i met up with them n went to cineleisure. Those who came were. Kokyew, Heng chuan, ivan, andre,shaun,calvin and me. Out of the 7 im the most wild one la. hAHAAz dunno y but i was so happy to be with them la. Felt like a VIP. Arnd 7 we booked tickets at the Lido. The show was amittyville horror. I hate horror films but aiya juz try it out lor. I treated them the movie. Not bad for a start. Then we walked around wheelock place...looked at chicks. There was one girl which i saw. Shes quite petite size and was wearing those sexy neck braids i tink. Like can strangle her lidat. I went over leant forward, body pressing against her back. She juz looked back n saw me n i said hi. She juz walked off. Approaching 8 at 7.45 we raced towards lido and guess who we saw? Silvester SLY. WTF WAS HE DOING THERE? Lolx we were quick to notice his type of fans. All fat n ugly. OMG. But we juz met him briefly. So headed towards our cinema and oh sly is like so much smaller than me la. OMG. Taufik is my size. The movie was horrible la. So evil. Lots of satanic stuff. Lamez. Dun wish to remember it. HAhaha. So after that we went to some food area in cine. We juz sat there to drink water wahaha. Lamez rite? So after that we went to 7-eleven to buy cup noodles. We havent eaten dinner mah so we juz ate noodles. We were sitting along a street area. All lining up lidat. Like beggars hahaha. SO funny! The streets were strangely quiet maybe its becoz other pple haf school or work the next dae while most of us are on holidaes. Yeap. So arnd 11 we all set of for our homes vowing to meet again on sat for soccer. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111702302019980891?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111702302019980891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111702302019980891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111702302019980891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111702302019980891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/bdae-treat.html' title='Bdae treat!'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111625489732083579</id><published>2005-05-16T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T07:48:17.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying all dae long`</title><content type='html'>Hello. Its been a very boring day for me todae cuz theres no lessons in my campus. The campus gave us 2 daes of study leave. So today is the first day n i can sae its both enriching and boring. But hey gotta study hard. My goal this term is to get at least a 3.5 GPA avg if not 3.2. Yeap thats my aim. I've started toking to Genevieve again. Or maybe it was she. She added me and i've started toking to her. Haiz i dunno whether is it going to be a postive impact on me or not cuz i feel very down when i tok to her. I tend to remember how she dumped me on tt fateful night n how i knelt down n cried. WTF man. Am i that weak? NVM. I shall search for other "fishes". I've seen one very hot girl in church. Shes in the TTB n sings for the church band occasionally. I bet shes JC1. And then theres another one. An average ger. I tink shes sec3 the least. Haf been eyeing her during service. Sad i aint paying attention to the sermon. Hahaz. This few days i have been feeling very well. I do not noe y but maybe cuz i've had more time with my friends then usual. Im gonna gif out 200 bucks to the bastard chuan cuz im gonna buy his MP3? So scratchy. Dunno whether good buy not. He better treat me as well as a fren man. I gif him 200 bucks to buy frm him the mp3 is oso to support him to buy I rever H10. TT guy alwaes buying expensive stuff. Do u tink i shld save money to buy tis gadgets? Hahaha. I tink im falling into the buying trap. Being with this pple for far too much time already. All the negative influence. LOL. Okay la its getting late already. Better go n sleep. :D bYEBYe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections____________&lt;br /&gt;In a world that is corrupted with power, evil and temptations. We often fail to forget that the little things that cause this is non other than our brains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111625489732083579?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111625489732083579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111625489732083579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111625489732083579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111625489732083579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/studying-all-dae-long.html' title='Studying all dae long`'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111608437804540869</id><published>2005-05-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T08:26:18.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a night in the streets of geylang</title><content type='html'>Hello!! Juz came home after going out with my frens tonite. haha. We went to geylang and boy was it steamy. Hahaha. Anyway our escapade started at 7pm tonite when Kokyew, Ivan, Andre and I met at Tiong Bahru MRT. hahah. Andre was like so scared coz he didnt want to be touched n pinched by a whore. Ivan wanted to see my reaction when i go to Geylang. haha idiotic ass. So we reached Kallang Mrt at 7.30pm and started journeying towards geylang streets. Andre was mad la. He was like pretending to be a f**King whore. Wahhaha. I was realli stunned tt the china prostitutes were so pretty but they dunno english which was sad. Haha. So yea we kept commenting on their breasts size and the body shape. One thing which scared the shit out of me was when a filipino whore pinched my biceps and commented it was big. I screamed out molest immediately n she backed away. Then we walked arnd another bend in the road and saw pimps promoting their girls. Then this guy went to grab my arm n said. "my girls nice? go pick one n play la". Kok yew helped me in defence n said, "We done it already, very tired." wahahhaa. It was great fun sia. hahaha. Then arnd 11pm we all left tt area. Headed for Kallang MRT. cuz we were being chased by BAPOKS! THey run damn fast with their stilletoes sia!! I cross country runner oso nearly loose out sia. hahhaa. But yeah was hell of a great fun. Such an eye opener for me. Will be meeting them next week. My bdae treat. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111608437804540869?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111608437804540869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111608437804540869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111608437804540869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111608437804540869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/night-in-streets-of-geylang.html' title='a night in the streets of geylang'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111547418943469798</id><published>2005-05-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T03:53:43.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demoralised</title><content type='html'>Argh!! Im not in the NDP sqd already!! They threw me out so brutally!!! I am very sad nw cuz earlier this morning during NDP rehearsals. X n O grp wait again. WTF man. So pissed. Then nearing the end time. A vacancy of 6 was given, then 4, then 3, 2. I was sooo pissed@!!! I tot there was hope when i and a grp of frens in a grp of 4 could haf a space for us all. In the end. i GOT out y?! CUz of some racist thing. He said theres too many chinese!! And im first yr!!! ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGH!!!!!! I WONT GET TO SEE ANGELIne, My long lost fren!!! CRIES CRIES.  dejected. It felt as though my world came crashing down. I feel so lost. Realli. Very lost. NOw i muz drag my feet to church?&lt;br /&gt;I watch the pple enjoying the dancing while im there sitting n looking. Staring at ANGELINE as she shakes tt ting. Haiz! I dunno wad to say seriously. Im beri sad. very bery sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111547418943469798?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111547418943469798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111547418943469798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111547418943469798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111547418943469798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/demoralised.html' title='Demoralised'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111529150387306715</id><published>2005-05-05T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T04:11:43.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate it</title><content type='html'>I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! Sickening! Shikin's work piece went missing todae after loads of hard work milling, sizing, facing and step cutting! Damn some arse hole went to steal the workpiece my milling team went to do. GRRR! Fuming mad rite now. The day didnt start right oso. First operation into the milling and my team broke the carbide cutter cuz the it was rotating at the wrong angle. Then he gave us a very rundown and lousy cutter. Making us loose face sia! Argh! After finding out tt the workpiece was lost. I had no mood doing my part of the job. Didnt want to finish the undercut or U-groove. I just went to clean up the machine and wait for the time to pass. Anyway the lesson was abt to end in 1/2 an hr so y wait till at tt time? Then Hadi's grp did a test workpiece belonging to one of their members of the team tt didnt come. Its not the bastard's first time and not only for this lesson. It has been happening all the time!! So pissed off with him! Its cheating?! Like tt ar i rather join their team n dun come. They will help me do the test piece waD? I JUZ shake leg and pahsiao at home la?! Lamez shit! F**k man hadi! Dun he noe abt integrity? Obviously Malays dun noe a damn thing abt tt. They r hopeless and useless. Leeches to our society. Im so fuming mad tt i dun even want to continue blogging ar! ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111529150387306715?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111529150387306715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111529150387306715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111529150387306715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111529150387306715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/hate-it.html' title='Hate it'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111521412317389163</id><published>2005-05-04T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T06:42:03.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>borrrrreee</title><content type='html'>Hello. Juz came baq from the Istana todae. Paid the last respects to Mr wee kim wee. Its was a long dae yeah. N im realli tired. During PIE the class watched some real life films sponsored by the Singapore police force. It showed youngsters stealing and having casual sex. So sick bastards, go rape a girl in the toilet after drugging her. Assholes. They no balls to ask a ger nicely for sex ar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111521412317389163?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111521412317389163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111521412317389163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111521412317389163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111521412317389163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/borrrrreee.html' title='borrrrreee'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111512440363786996</id><published>2005-05-03T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T05:46:43.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilot</title><content type='html'>Hi! iTs the last episode of the good luck drama series! Argh!! Y?! I want more! It realli did inspired me to be a pilot la! I dun care abt my glasses degree. I want to go for lasic! Im so working very hard to be top dog in my class. mY goal this year? Get a min 3.6 GPA so at least im on track to be in the next level of education! Right now words cant explain how enthusiastic im feeling rite now! The enthusiasm very high! I've got a motivational partner with me. He also wants to be a pilot in the future and he is in the same course as me. He is none other than Jordon Kong. :D Though he can get irritating once in awhile if u noe how to handle him like i do. U can find him quite fun to be with. Well rite now i'll share with u my dreams and ambitions. By the age of 26 i so wish to be a pilot. A commercial pilot. Not a fighter pilot. Im currently taking up aerospace course n im very happy to be in it so far. It hasnt bored me yet. Lets hope i dun get bored. Yeah. Well i tink im gonna be away for now tata! Bon Voyage Captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections______________&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever held something tt u've always wanted to hold? What was the first time reaction? For me holding the rivet gun n riveting a bolt, just a bolt into the aluminium frame gives me great satisfaction. There is always a smile whenever i do those things cause each work i do brings me closer to my goal. AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111512440363786996?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111512440363786996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111512440363786996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111512440363786996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111512440363786996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/pilot.html' title='Pilot'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111504642260276075</id><published>2005-05-03T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T08:48:29.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time well spent</title><content type='html'>Hello~! hOw r my readers feeling todaE? Hahaha. By now u shld haf guessed how im feeling haha. Im very happy todae :D. Y? Cuz it was time well spent with my best friend Angeline. We went out together with my family todae n we were like having so much fun being together :D. Ok so we went to the Istana. It was big and we walked like couples but we aint. Took lotsa pictures together but once again we aint haha. So yeah she was like taking care of me making sure i drank enuff water blah blah, she tempt me to eat ice cream sia. Make me feel so "sinful" ee yer. Haha. We walked arnd the inside of the building and it was real big. The floor n walls were white n clean the door knobs n handles all made of gold?! Omg. Then we met a ADC(Aide-de-camp). She was asking lots of questions n one of em i find interesting. She asked wad does an ADC do? He said discreetly tt he juz takes care of the building, the president n the staffs. Very cool huh? So aft tt we went to PS to cool at 4pm. I n her go see the marks n spencer clothes. Wow. She wear em so fitting sia.  Like wrapping paper. All so expensive. 89bucks leh! ALamak! Arnd 530 we left PS n headed for Alexandra Village to eat seafood! Yay. Again she treat me like her son lidat. Feed me like mummy. OMG. So couple like. Argh dun wan sae more la sianz hahaha. Anyway its getting late better go now. bBYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111504642260276075?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111504642260276075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111504642260276075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111504642260276075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111504642260276075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/time-well-spent.html' title='Time well spent'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111493929055839647</id><published>2005-05-01T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T02:21:30.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I bruise easily</title><content type='html'>Its a rainy afternoon. Im feeling envious. I feel like i want to express myself. I haf been thinking abt angeline for a very long time. Shes 21 n im only 16 going on 17. HOw? This song im listening to now, I bruise easily reminds me of Angeline. It soo suits her. Argh oh god! Its very lonely being alone especially when ur last meaningful lover parted from u a yr ago. It can realli get on ur nerves. Cries. It hurts. Love sick? I dunno. But i am definitely suffering from low self-esteem. Arnd my class i haf pple discussing abt relations. They are always toking abt love, the XXX and how they've lost their virginity n make girls loosing theirs. Their theory? If she loses her virginity to u she wld be more devoted to u coz shes let u into her world. I bet im the only "virgin" in the clas. Lamez shit. I feel like shouting in the rain. I am so heavy laden. Dying. Sometimes i juz think of stupid things like death. I alwaes think of ways to die. I know its stupid bt wad else can i tink of? Juz yesturdae my mum showed me a sms sent by auntie jenny to my mum. Her daughter, Angeline(another girl but my bez bud.) is facing some unknown difficulty. I decided tt we bring her out on a excursion n my mum did the following by calling her. She agreed and yeap tmr is the trip and i cant wait to see her again. Oh by the way shes 17. A yr older than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111493929055839647?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111493929055839647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111493929055839647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111493929055839647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111493929055839647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-bruise-easily.html' title='I bruise easily'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111484081528548162</id><published>2005-04-29T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T23:54:02.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling down</title><content type='html'>Hi all. Im so physically n emotionally drained. Why? Well read on. Todae i went to CCK for NDP practice. It was held in Kranji camp. When taking attendance i soon found out tt i was in a grp for the "lousier" grp of dancers called "X" and oso i saw angeline with her grp of frens in the "Y" grp which is for the better n main dancers. I felt so lousy. Y was i in the X grp? Bcoz my attendance was not regular. So i felt damn bloody hopeless. X grp juz sat the whole of half a dae doing nothing n stoning while others were at least doing someting in height taking. Haiz. Now im at home. Feeling very useless. Haf lost my touch? Haf i lost it? Lonely im so lonely. No use brooding coz i it wont make any difference. Even if i found "the one" would i be able to balance my ambition with her? Dont noe not sure. The more i look at angeline the more i thought of myself as being a normal lad. A too simple guy with no "quality" in me. Juz ate finish a whole tub of M&amp;Ms. Tts how stressed im feeling. Very stressed. Realli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111484081528548162?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111484081528548162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111484081528548162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111484081528548162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111484081528548162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/feeling-down.html' title='Feeling down'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111477118004843348</id><published>2005-04-29T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T03:39:40.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>Hi all. I finished sch at 12 todae. Yesturdae had a meeting on the camp thing. I'm the chairman of the entire LDC council. Woah big responsibility. Haiz but i tink i left my MP3 there. Its missing. OMG. haiz. I feel so down n sad now. How come i can be so careless?? Haiz. I pray hard to god tt its safe n tt it wont be lost. Anywayz tmr is NDP training. Its at a new place n definitely got alot of new "pple" haha. Yeah. Im on the see saw, shld i go for adams meeting or NDP?! I haf no motivation for Adams programme lor. Haiz. Sorry bro bt im very bz. How? Then i dunno WTF is happening to my dad la. Getting so pissed off easily. Bastard. Abit of problem then he scold liao. So xiao pi qi. Argh. Juz now some idiot named David frm ITE bedok said he knew me frm a gay website. He said tt i was the most sought after person by the gay industry. Lamez. Like i believe lidat. I shall not entertain him. I miss fiona. Wan to tok to her. Haiz. I pray i can get baq my MP3 pls god help me :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111477118004843348?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111477118004843348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111477118004843348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111477118004843348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111477118004843348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111459993884459338</id><published>2005-04-27T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T04:23:39.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its juz life</title><content type='html'>Hiz. Its a wet wet day todae. Its been raining all day and i'm actualli quite glad. Cuz its real cooling. I went to the gym after school todae. It was at hougang. The reason y i went there todae is bcoz i havent been training for ahwile. Wanna get tt hunk macho look b4 my bdae n im real excited n pumped to get it. The exam time schedule is out. Its all in a day. Surprising. Will balance study with physique. The startling thing tt is developing in me is. I'm slowly loosing determination. What has my ambition come to? I find tt the things i do in class are very boring. No way towards the goal i've set. Haiz. &lt;strong&gt;Life is cruel. But its how u survive it. Juz afew mths ago when the olvl results were out. FMSS held its ceremony for the express students. It was a big event as u can see it on the sch website. How bout us N lvl students? My class was the best batch as claimed by miss seet n elaine lim but y no big momentous ceremony or at least a reception for us?? It all boils down to the standard.&lt;/strong&gt; Its a small thing as most woulds sae. This world is very unfair but what can u do about it? Theres only two options. Fight it or die alongside it. Its ur choice. The logo of ITE East Simei. So yeah. &lt;strong&gt;I pray this prayer to god that pple on this earth will not look down on each other juz bcoz of status. Even in church. Its showing. Sometimes i juz dont want to bring this up but wad can i saE? I set this very special goal for myself. I want to be a pilot is not juz cheap tok. I want this to materialize. Y? To show to the world tt hey! This ITE student can make it big! So far there aint any news tt an ITE student has bcome a pilot. I want to be the first. There are only ITE students tt make it big in their business. I want to be the first to make it big not bcoz i set up my company but make it big in a company. TTS my goal. TTs my motive.&lt;br /&gt; I am very competitive. Even at birth...tt one i wont tell u bt the point is i am a fighter.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111459993884459338?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111459993884459338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111459993884459338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111459993884459338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111459993884459338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-juz-life.html' title='Its juz life'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111452272531730828</id><published>2005-04-26T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T06:38:45.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good dae</title><content type='html'>A practically good day. Alls well and i am very happy with my practical performances todae. My workpieces were to size n dimension and i aint injured in anypart of my body. Ok its time i told the truth. Y i havent been nice to pple arnd me. I was injured. Injured in a practical lesson. I've lost my sense in my right arm. The veins were cut n now i not only cannot feel pain. I cant move my last finger. I was pretty angry at some of the frens tt i had for not toking to me after tt. Maybe it was a miscommunication. I am not sure. Bt i juz hope they aint another bunch of mother f**King pang seh kings n queens. If not retribution will definitely strike them. Lets not tok to much abt this. I onli live on good news n good happennings nothing more nothing less. Went home early todae. Cuz i've finished my test piece n is on the way to the aerospace course tt im dreaming off. Finally i will be going to the industry to do wad i like best. Aeroplanes! Lemme tell u more abt me when i was younger. When i was a small kid. I always pester my dad to drive me to the airport. Sometimes to the terminal n sumtimes by the runway. I wld stay for a very long time. Looking at the way the aeroplanes take off n land. It was a great feeling bcoz i cld sense the power of the engines, the magnitude of the feeling is so great. Even till now. I still ask my dad to bring me to the airport. But not very often now due to my schedule n all. But my love for planes still lingers in me n will never be gone. I like ferrying passengers. N i love to see the joy on the pples faces when they enter the departure gate. I alwaes love the feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111452272531730828?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111452272531730828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111452272531730828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111452272531730828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111452272531730828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-dae.html' title='good dae'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111442796578652115</id><published>2005-04-25T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T04:19:25.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new dae</title><content type='html'>Helloz. Woke up at the wrong side of bed todae. Didnt haf enough slp leh. So tired. Was dreaming of the tiramisu show lor. Kept dreaming or thinking of it.i tink i rolled arnd in bed nonstop ar. Anyway went to sch with a very tired body todae. Slept in Mr Goh's class todae. Didnt catch anyball. Sianz. During lunch time we played soccer. During the match fateha not happy with me ramming the ball at his face. Its suppose to be tt way wad. Mudds r to be trampled. He lashed out at me la. Now i haf a abrased hip. Left early after IFT. Its damn boring. Somemore i did all his work already. Reached home at 3. Didnt see much action. Played my simulator games b4 i went to watch the pilot show called goodluck. Dad came home. First ting he did was complain the ribena havent been mixed n asked me to mix it. Then his clothes he ask me to hang. WTH man. Haiz i go n study liao la bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111442796578652115?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111442796578652115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111442796578652115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111442796578652115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111442796578652115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-dae.html' title='A new dae'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111442696884919516</id><published>2005-04-25T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T04:02:48.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiramisu2</title><content type='html'>Hiz. Sundae was great. With the usual=&gt;Church-&gt;lunch-&gt;shopoping but todae. I didnt go buy my fish. AWWW. I went for a hair cut. N it looks like shit! Arrgh. I asked the hair stylist to make a alayer for my hair n he gave me botak! Omg. Came baq home after tt n ate dinner with my pa. He cooked a tonne of food. Bloated n filled myself to the max ar. Basket. After tt i watched channel5. They were showing swordfish. At9 i changed the channel to U. To watch the show TIRAMISU. This show makes me want to cry. The story line is soo beautiful! Argh! The couple in the show is soo fitted together. :'(. Throughout the whole show i was soo emotional. Having red eyes as i watched the show. The story line is roughly like this. The guy is a postman. He meets girl frm a dance troupe. She meets him by coincidence in a dae. He met her abt 5 times in a dae n was toking to each other. The in the train. She dropped her book n he picked it up. Then the sad part. The girl got knocked down by the car. She bcame a ghost. And only he can see her coz she was tinking of him n he tinking of her. Soo cool rite? Argh. Then she n him were together n yeah it was really romantic. Ive got nothing much to sae abt it. So cool. SO COOLL!! &lt;br /&gt;Reflections______________&lt;br /&gt;As i sat down and watched the show Tiramisu. I cldnt help but keep thinking of u. I tot of the good times, the bad times, the sad times and the ecstatic moments tt we had together. I was crying n cldnt stop. I was emotional. Now tt i dont see u evrytime. It juz makes me wonder y i havent got u by my side? I will nv stop crying for u. Thats bcoz i love u. I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111442696884919516?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111442696884919516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111442696884919516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111442696884919516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111442696884919516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/tiramisu2.html' title='tiramisu2'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111442467524071738</id><published>2005-04-23T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T03:24:35.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiramisu</title><content type='html'>Hello all. Went out wif my old 4J classmates. The occasion was hengchuan treating us to steam boat. It was a very good night as far as it is concerned. Went to marina bay mrt with, Ivan,Andre,Kok ye, calvin hengchuan yangwei jordon shirley n linda. The atmosphere was great. With all the smoke n noise. The cooking was even more fun. Lolx. We cooked "live" prawns. Yeap they r still jumping when we caught em. Kok yews idea lolx. Bastard la kok yew.he go n hold the prawn wif chopsticks n he dipped the head into the hot soup. The prawn was like twisting n turning like mad la. Goodness. Ivan koh oso damn bastard. He fry the prawn n nv go n clamp it down. It was jumping all over the table to the girls horror it jumped into shirley's cleavage. HAHAHA. I ate very little. Maybe bcoz of the man tou. So filling. Eat two, i wan to full liao. So after the dinner which was arnd 9pm. we headed to town. Played with the free games at e-games. The XBOX consoles were so cool. Haha. Played repub lic commando. I want that game!!! Arnd 12.00 Calvins dad picked the whole lot of us except yangwei shirley n linda. Bastard rite the hengchuan go n chao his gf. Cal's dad was like dropping everyone off at the door steps la. Damnit when i reach bt batok no train liao. The last train left juz a minute ago!! ARR hw suay. So took a cab hm frm westmall. The price of the taxi trip was soo blardy expensive la. With the midnight rates i ended up paying 15bucks when i cld be paying 9 when it is a fair dae. *Darnz*. Reached home at 1, shit alittle due to an uncomfy tummy n went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111442467524071738?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111442467524071738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111442467524071738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111442467524071738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111442467524071738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/tiramisu.html' title='Tiramisu'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111400076697238870</id><published>2005-04-20T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T05:39:26.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dreams</title><content type='html'>Yoyo. Im so lonely. At home stoning watching Discovery channel. HAHA. no life. I havent eaten dinner u noe? Will not eat dinner. On a fat lost campaign. Tonning up my body. Will be visiting the gym once a week. Maybe on a mondaE or wednesdae. Wanna be full of confidence. My face has improved tremendously now its my body my whole appeal. I wan to be a pilot!! Argh. Will go all the way to fufilling those dreams. Toked to me class teacher todae n he said it is possible n he would support me all the way. Realli in this campus. Or in the "institute" I am always happy cuz my teachers r like frens. I can relate to them damn well. They r like my buds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111400076697238870?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111400076697238870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111400076697238870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111400076697238870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111400076697238870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-dreams.html' title='My dreams'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111396475089968585</id><published>2005-04-19T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T19:39:10.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In class now</title><content type='html'>Now i may sound notty now cuz im typing this bloggy while attending IFT. Haha. Give up on the boring lesson liao la. All the stuff i learn b4 liao la. All the com hacking, com safety n programming. Aiya no kick for me la hawhaw. While the rest of my classmates struggling im down here surfing the web n looking at sggirls.com. Juz found out abt tis website last wk. I oni access sggirls during computer lessons or when we go for E-tutor. Lames shit. Mel r u missing me? Huiling u interested in me? Im hyper now. Its 10.40am. Soccer time is around the corner. My backside is getting itchy. Hahaha. Seeya bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111396475089968585?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111396475089968585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111396475089968585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111396475089968585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111396475089968585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-class-now.html' title='In class now'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111391020308481295</id><published>2005-04-19T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T04:30:03.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cannot make it day</title><content type='html'>Hiz. Just another odd boring day. Had practical todae n was quite happy with my progress on threading todae. Yapz. Mr Goh TT was full of trash todae. He kept sayin all those sick n pervertic stuff during break times or Lunch lor. "Go masturbate" was one of the lame words he used. This campus is realli f**ked up. Even my grade n attendance was all wrong!! I was put on the 50% list of attendance when im a regular attendee in Goh TT's classes! Is he dreaming or wad?! He tok to me the most one lor. Aiya then my grades. I've always been putting in A1 performances. My grades are always an A N i end up getting a B for my overall?! Lame shit. Even IFT! My attendance with 25%?! For goodness sake i only missed one lesson!! Argh! How m i gonna progress to my next level of education? M i stuck?! OMG. Pls help. Getting real demoralised n pissed. Not motivated anymore. Haiz. On the way home i was walking with Devan n Vicknesh. Sok Ngoh was walking infront n they juz sae she damn bitchy juz bcoz she needs pple to help her wif some practical stuff. KNN my class is realli full of shit. Simple things like this oso call her bitch. I tink this class is slowly imploding. Full of egos in this class i tell ya. If only we can put our egos aside. We can realli be a force to be delt with. Even in soccer. It is proven when we vs other teams. Against our own? We fight quarrel n whack each other coz we dun like one anothers faCe? Lets face it we nid to pull together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111391020308481295?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111391020308481295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111391020308481295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111391020308481295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111391020308481295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/cannot-make-it-day.html' title='cannot make it day'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111382297688011518</id><published>2005-04-18T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T04:16:16.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Futbal Mundial</title><content type='html'>Hiz!!! Its monday! Happy! Hhahaha. Finished my IFT test! So glad the teacher loved my work. HAHA. Went for turning retest early in the morning and after tt played soccer till i was sweating mad. Then went for lunch. After tt was IFT. Luke,XP and me was at the classroom door waiting for teacher n toking cock at the same time. The guay boys. hjahahhaha. After that watched Balestier VS geylang utd FC. didnt get to play coz got lesson. But we were trashing the shit out of them thanks to some fucked up mudd called Khai. Yeapz Guess they dont need a wide winger in me. Looks like i've expired past my date hahaha. Aiseh tok like pro footballer sia. FOS. Later at 7.30pm got The "GOODLUCK " show on channel U!! YAY! I like that show man. Juz like a real pilot. I wanna be a pilot!! haha.z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111382297688011518?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111382297688011518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111382297688011518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111382297688011518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111382297688011518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/futbal-mundial.html' title='Futbal Mundial'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111382271010566847</id><published>2005-04-18T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T04:11:50.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundae</title><content type='html'>Hallo. Its a sundae. Church day. Started of the day doing carpark duty as usual then some nice church members gave us the LIVE FOR HIM wrist bands. Its unique K! Juz like the Nike Wristbands juz tt this brand is the logo of the cross. Its red in colour. Then later some of Philips friends gave me chocolate croissant. Oh my! It was sooo good! Sure made my dae start well hahaha. Hot somemore. So yeah 11 oclock n the svc starts n ends at 12.30. Went for lunch n then go to Woodgrove shopping mall shop n save to buy dinner groceries. I selected black fish head,curry paste, Chicken wings and Spare ribs for Pai kuat. Went home at 3pm. Marinated my meat n prepared the fish n curry then went to sleep. Woke up at6. Nearly 2 hours of sleep. Cooked the food n ate with my family members. Watched the Aircrash Investigations. All the human errors. Tsk tsk. So many accidents involving in the western world. Haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111382271010566847?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111382271010566847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111382271010566847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111382271010566847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111382271010566847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/sundae.html' title='Sundae'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111374119713156641</id><published>2005-04-17T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T04:03:25.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOC barbeque</title><content type='html'>The FOC barbeque was opkay. The entire programme? Its got to be decided by my council members. Anyways i couldnt have done the FOC without my Dad n committee members. My dad was like driving arnd the whole of singapore nonstop. Yeap. Thx. Yeap. Felicia is kinda cute with her outfit haha. Asked to go on a diet but i kept feeding her with lotsa bananas. hAHAHA. Then Huiqin was great with Khai's tent. When all of us boys were walking back to the bbq site with tonnes of rain falling we saw this tent tt was set up. Immediately one name came to our minds and tt was Huiqin. HAHAHA. see so useful. ;p. Yan rong got the latest PSP man! Oh my! Sheesh such a good gadget!! Yeah This guy is full of talent. He noes so much abt the games n stuff n hes so friendly. Okiez wont write much todae. ManU match is up next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111374119713156641?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111374119713156641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111374119713156641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111374119713156641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111374119713156641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/foc-barbeque.html' title='FOC barbeque'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111340382579037504</id><published>2005-04-14T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T07:50:25.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical</title><content type='html'>Juz another typical dae. Going to school. Yeap. N its my lovely Fiona's B'dae. Read from her blog wad she got. Shes very calculative if u noe wad i mean? Expect lotsa things. N i hope she doesnt get to big headed at times. Shes too ambitous. Being ambitous is alright but too much is not good la. So yeap. For my b'dae i wouldnt really bother wad i got for the presents but the friends i have. I rather spend them with the closest pple. My parents, friends and most importantly my brothers. Yeap. To me life aint gonna be there forever but the material does. Its juz one of those things. Sometimes i juz feel for this girl Fiona Ghui. I hope tt she can be humble when it matters most. I hope she does care for those hu realli does care for her n not go n make frens wif pple whom juz gif her gifts 24/7. Thats not going to be the way. Haiz dun wan to worry about this anymore. Gotta get on with life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its already past 12midnight already. I took soo bloody long to type this. I went away for awhile. I've been studying very hard for this test. I hope i wont freak out when the papers come out tomorrow. Its really alot of pressure when u do not do well for your first test. I will pray alot tmr. Realli. yeah. Hope theres someone who can realli care n i nid that "someone" real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Its 4.37am Gosh. This is the first time i've not slept till this hour. Arghx! Im soo going to die tmr. Maybe my fingers will be chopped off by End mill cutter, 15mm dia with roughing grooves? Oh my hu noes. Haiz im realli scared abt this test. I want to make it good. The best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111340382579037504?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111340382579037504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111340382579037504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111340382579037504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111340382579037504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/typical.html' title='Typical'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111340209694896050</id><published>2005-04-12T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T07:21:36.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A time for....</title><content type='html'>Hiz todae is Adam's B'dae. It so happens that Mori's one is coincidental too. Oh good! Hahahaz. They both organised a bdae chalet. Oh how sweet. :) I would like to have a b'dae chalet of my own too! hahah. On the 27th April will be one my brothers B'dae oso. Hhehe another dae out with the four of us! YEAH! Anywayz baq to his b'dae. Its great to see my old buds. New buds and other pals from actovision corp. HAha. Though one thing surprised me is the bbq. Theres none at all!! HAHAHA. Yeah. Then when it was time to cut his cake. Huiqin, Liang Hong n I presented adam wif a vertikal Bag. He grabbed my hand so tight like showiing true love n frenship. I was touched. I could see tears flowing throw adams eyes too. Its emotional. Yeap. So after that the 3 of us headed to our homes and retired into the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111340209694896050?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111340209694896050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111340209694896050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111340209694896050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111340209694896050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-for.html' title='A time for....'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111313995667217578</id><published>2005-04-10T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T06:52:28.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A time of reflection.</title><content type='html'>Hi all. Its a sunday and i hope all of u are quite enjoying your sundaes. I did enjoy my sunday cooking n playing soccer haha. Went to church this morning at 11am. Did carpark duty with Uncle Philip. Nice chap man. Went for svc after that. Service ended at 12 oclock then i and my parents ate at holland V. I quite like the Mui Choi fan they sell there. It rocks. HAHA. Budden i found out my accnt left so little cash. Gosh. I tink i better not spend liao. Its time to sAve. After lunch we all went to Bukit Timah Plaza to shop. Bought my favourite fish, the Seabass!! HEHE. Budden todaes sea bass like not fresh leh. I choose frm the mart so blur eye one then i cant turn to the alternate COD fish. No stock. So bought the sea bass n other groceries n headed home. Upon reaching home i prepared my fish with my secret weeapon hehehe. Cannot tell u my secret recipe oso hahahaha. So enjoyed my fish fish. So after tt played soccer with my dad like mad la. Sweat a quarter pounder ar lidat hahaha. Then came home lor. Tts abt it. Im quite anti social nowadaes esp to my church youths. They suck. Dun wan to sae more.So well yeah tts all of my dae lor. Now is some charity show sad stories of the pple.Budden got one lame stunt.Jack Neo was trying to stop the fan blade which was turning. Then he made some stupid gestures tt was so fake la. Firstly his tongue was juz rubbing against his tongue and it wouldnt hurt cuz its not a cutting angle. See!! U muz be a precision engineering student to noe tt! Im proud! hahaha. Hmm i noticed something. After many years of chatting n writing my blog i finally mastered how to type without my eyes looking at the keyboard. Abit slow rite me?hahaha. Oh wells i tink tts all i gona write. So yeah tata. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Reflections______________&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the dae i used to be waiting for my result on which course i'm going to go. I still remember the day after getting back my GCE result n where i cried in  my mum's car fearing tt i wouldnt make the cut. And oso i still remembered after thanksgiving party earlier in the night with the 33rd coy in fmss as a whole company how i stayed up till 12 midnight so that i could noe the result of my entry but then my computer failed n i called Liang hong to help me check the results on his com while i chatted with Huixing, assuring her tt she would make it into her Nursing course. Now its the July Intake n some of my frens r entering. I can understand how they feel. Its my part to reassure them like how kevin lau reassured me during thanks giving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111313995667217578?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111313995667217578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111313995667217578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111313995667217578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111313995667217578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-of-reflection.html' title='A time of reflection.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111305907711687320</id><published>2005-04-09T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T08:04:37.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdae</title><content type='html'>Oh hiz oh hiz. Saturdae Saturdae. Just the usual. Gone to Simei ITE at 9am todae fot NDP training. Danced alot of movement n steps. Saw Angeline again todae. Didnt get to speak to her duno y maybe cuz im too boored? Maybe she was too bz wif her frens. Wanted to speak to her after the whole traININg todae budden she left soo early. So yah didnt get to achieve my goal todae. Wells went to City hall after training. HQ n her fren travelled wif me b4 they went to Eunos n Aljunied. Reached city hall at 3pm. Walked n travelled round n round the fountain of wealth for like dunno how many um teen times. Then went to the convention center's Cafeteria n boy oh boy was their ROTI Prata HUMONGUS! After eating 1 i would be darn full man. I bought 3 n stuffed them all into my tummy. Couldnt realli walk much cuz of my heavy tummy so i juz sat there till 4pm. Then parents came n we went up to see the Ennovation exhibition. Saw some hot hot chicks frm Commonwealth sec. They did some stupid dance move tt was out of point budden they got the looks to cover up for their stupidity. Hahahaz Maybe some were despo cuz while i was looking at one of the exhibits n then afew girls came up to me and ask for my number. Well i only gave them my home fone number haha. Lied to them im attached n my girlfriend wouldnt like it. Wahahaha. Reminds me of something, someone. haha. So aft tt i went to the FILA sale n bought a soccer ball. Im kicking it against my wall as i type haha. So yeapz tt sums up my dae. Gonna watch premier league match on TELE byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111305907711687320?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111305907711687320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111305907711687320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111305907711687320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111305907711687320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/saturdae.html' title='Saturdae'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111297226895656317</id><published>2005-04-08T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T07:57:48.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If u hAd one dae.</title><content type='html'>Heyz wassup. Still feeling frm the effects of yesturdaes "bubbly" experience. Haz. Quite a boring day without luke todae. Hes gone to M'sia for something la. So yeap quite boring in class although Suri's milling theory is sure to brighten one's face. Im quite happy with the class peformance so far. Very happy. United. So arnd 2pm i went to sec school without any pt kit or anything. Juz went there see the boys. I miss the sec 1s really. Seeing them join their new sqds juz make me feel happier. Those boys which i've trained for 3mths. Haiz. Such an emotional sight. Didnt get to see fiona todae but nvm la. Went home at 5. Bathed, slack. Then tot of this idea. For a team to gel well. U first need a leader. A spark. An influence. Only then can you comeout with the eggs u r looking for. Haiz got no inspiration to type todae.  Feel soo sian. Maybe coz im the oni guy frm my class going for NDP tmr n the funny ones like XP n Heng Chuan not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections________________&lt;br /&gt;Imagine urself in a prison cell. Now dun tink of the reason tt u're in the cell for. If u knew tt ur death roll is tmr wad would u request from the prison guard besides the food? Wad kind of friends would u bring? How is ur reaction? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally i haf a whole list of things.Firstly for food I'll call for a hawaiian pizza, with mushroom soup, steamed codfish with XO sauce and hot spicy kan kong vegetables. I'll ask the guard for caffaine pills to keep me awake too and for drinks i'll get coffee. I'll call my family members to visit me. Then i'll call all my bb officers n frens. Chat with em. Then my brothers. And at night. I would call my pastor. Pray with him. After that I'll call my brothers again. Talk through the night. Chat. Pray. Of course i'll cry. Cuz im scared to leave this world. Theres much i havent done. Then I'll try to relax n wait for my soul to be channelled to heaven or hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111297226895656317?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111297226895656317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111297226895656317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111297226895656317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111297226895656317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/if-u-had-one-dae.html' title='If u hAd one dae.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111296848408911824</id><published>2005-04-07T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T06:54:44.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>YOYOYO!!! Wazzzup! Hows ur dae? Im soo on a high haha. Juz came baq frm NDP training n guess wad?! I finally got to tok to Angeline! Bt sad la still didnt get her number hahaz. Shes frm the yr 1 ITC higher Nitec. Shes taking accounting as her course lor. N guess wad? Shes not my age. Infact shes 21. WOOOOOOOOOO! Cool huh? But i still dunno y she is 21. She took electronics for her NITEC then towards higher NITEC. So im juz captivated. She entered nitec course at the age of 17 then 18 she wld be at yr 2 of nitec. BUdden dun tell me she did nothing frm 18-20? HMm not sure. I juz wannA tok to her on saturdae. So after NDP trainin Luke n I met HQ for dinner. Talked alot over dinner n it was gggrrrreat experience. Luke was so surprised by HQ's vision n maturity. Anywayz Baq to Angeline. Talking to her was like time being stopped. I was soo in the dialog with her tt i forgot all abt time. I forgot all abt the saddness. Her smile was soo good so cute n so sweet. Aww how i envy a girl like that. Not too posh, not too simple. Just nice. I think shes such a sweet person. :) OK shall not think too much of her ya?&gt; hahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111296848408911824?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111296848408911824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111296848408911824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111296848408911824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111296848408911824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111269754745006111</id><published>2005-04-05T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T03:39:07.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School life</title><content type='html'>Hiz how r u guys doing? I've juz reached home quite stink of coolant coz of the machine shop's machines. Im quite exhausted after a long day at the workshop. Been doing alot of work lately. Haiz oso not happy with my performances todae la. Like shit man i tell u. First my work piece is all out of dimension. But my grades are good thanx to the great stuck up i have with Mr Goh. See in ITE. Stucking up with teachers r the best way to get good grades. Bloody machine i borrowed from Heng Chuan. It sucks like shit la. Cause me to cut all 10 of my fingers. Ended sch at 5pm. Went home wif ahmad danial, ridhuan, kien wing,"pen you" n f**k glen. Good thing at toa payoh he left us if not ar aiya dun sae la haha. On the train towards admiralty we saw a girl, a JC girl. Shes soo cute la. Her uniform was grey on top n dark blu skirt. Cute cute wor. Didnt get her number but i noe shes quite interested in me haha. I kept waving at her n she juz played along n smiling n smiling. So cute. Play until forget to take number la!!! KNN. Oh great news! I got into NDP SQD!!! ARRRRR!!! YAY! I can get to see Bishan ger angeline liao!!! yippeeeee~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111269754745006111?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111269754745006111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111269754745006111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111269754745006111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111269754745006111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/school-life.html' title='School life'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111252531770039043</id><published>2005-04-02T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T03:59:29.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning with the dudes</title><content type='html'>HIz. How haf all of u been? For me i started the day wif a bit of overhang(If u noe wad i mean). Went to Adam's yth club headquarters at 10am. HQ was late. OMg. HAHA nvm la i forgve u. Hehe. Started the meeting with Hq first on the FOC then slowly more pple came in then the proper meeting can be adjourned. Was quite happy that i got to finally meet Khai n frens in the meeting. Woah some one looks hot there too man! Woah! HAHAHA. The meeting ended at 1 n i went to Kallang to meet my parents. At 6pm we ate at jurong area juz beside City harvest church. It was my grandmothers treat. Ate alot man. I tink i ate too much carbohydrateS. wasted. MNuz go n exercise la. Some more next week saturdae is the FOC. Freshmen orientation course. Its in East coast. Gonna see alot of "hotpple" in the committee. OMG i wont name them but they take my breath away. hahahaha. Muz train up. Hehe. After dinner went home to type all the FOC proposals lor. going to sleep at 11 am. Manu match is coming up. Going to watch it lateR. bT for now i gtg. Byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111252531770039043?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111252531770039043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111252531770039043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111252531770039043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111252531770039043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/planning-with-dudes.html' title='Planning with the dudes'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111252331996387382</id><published>2005-04-01T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T03:15:19.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out on the road in orchard</title><content type='html'>YOYOYO! Im such in bouyant mood. The day was great hahaha! Firstly Mr Suri decided to push the dreaded Milling Theory test to next week and he still has the cheek to ask us wad type of questions we want. OMG of my 10 yrs of education when haf i ever gotten a teacher that asks the class wad type of questions we want?? Class ended at arnd 11 am. Andy,Luke,Hadi,HC,the malay boys, viknesh, devan and I played soccer at the "cage". After playing we went home and i reached my door at 1pm. Even b4 i got to take off my clothes n go into the shower my dear fren HC called me asked me whether i wanted to go TOWN. I agreed lor then showered first before reaching there. I met HC at 3pm at Cineleisure. Went to some pool house at the top of the building n played for awhile. Qasim n his fren later arrived and played poool with us. Arnd 4 all four of us quitted n went to Long Johns to eat. But i was quite full and joining my parents later for dinner. So i didnt join em. Then i got a phone call frm Fiona. She said she saw me at some japanese restaurant. I was like uh huh? So i asked her where she was lor then she said juz stepped outside of Cine. Immediately HC n I were racing towards the exit of CINE whahaha. Shld haf seen the look of 3 JC girls when i bumped into them. LOLX. Saw Fiona, called out her nAMe and she turned arnd. First thing she did was open her eyes real big to show me her contacts. Lamezzzzz. HAHAHAHA. Cute Lil girl. Muacks. Followed them into heeren bt went seperate ways n lost em as i went into MArche. Then later she called again n asked where i was. OOOOH im sooo touched by her call hahaha. SHe ask me where i was n i said i was at Marche n she said tt i so rich can eat marche. But i explained no. Im there to take fotos of Marches cows wahahhaa. She was diao. haha. Stocked her and her grp of frens arnd. Shes quite sexy together with Yilling. HAHAHA. WHEEEEUUUUT!! Later lost them somewhere lor then aiya i n HC go outside heeren n wait. Later Qasim n his fren joined us. All four of us walked arnd Heeren. Qasim n his fren damn bastard la. Go smack girl backside. Omg. Worst they go n disturb girls la. I wont explain much but wad they did was inhuman. HAHAHAHA. Huiling called me as i was exiting heeren, she said she saw me. I was like oooh, another girl saw me. HAHAHA. morale high aLERT alert! Talk alot of stuff. We ended our conversation at Paragon. Then i had to leave halfway at 6pm. Cuz i gotta meet up with my parents at SIM. We r having dinner there at their cafe. After eating my parents fetched me to Far east. N damn i hate Bastard KOH! They reach Far east n he nv even called me. Bastard KOH! F-u la next time dun wan to jio u go out liao. So i met up with the guys. Finally. Kicked Bastard koh till he cannot walk. Kok yew, andre, HC and i went walking arnd orchard rd.  Had tonnes of fun with my dudes. Played Arcade for 2 hrs b4 it reached 12midnight. Oh my. But frm here i haf i leave them cuz the next day i haf a meeting in the youth club. Yeah muz get as much sleep as i can. Thanks for evryting fiona love u. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111252331996387382?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111252331996387382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111252331996387382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111252331996387382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111252331996387382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/04/out-on-road-in-orchard.html' title='Out on the road in orchard'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111227692572592517</id><published>2005-03-31T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T06:27:57.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a lousy day.</title><content type='html'>Its such a lousy day todae. Im so demoralised and dejected. The phase test was a horror show! I destroyed the teams workpieces! ARGH!! F*** luke la. He piece of shit high EGO bastard. Who the heck does he think he is? Doesnt mean tt all ur measurements are rite makes u the best person in the team. Infact i dun even need u! I feel like offloading him anytime man. Hate his f-ed up attitude. Am sooooo pissed argh! MOST probably im going to fail. *CRIES*. Dont feel very well today. Mostly its bcoz of Luke! Knew he would crumble n self destruct on his frens, its juz when n it happened todae. Todae oso not NDP training. Im sad bcoz of tt. :( HAte the things tts happening to me now! Evryones turning against me. I will go crazee. Anyway one good point. Im given a task by Adam. To spearhead the FOC team. Im going to show them sum of my stuff tt i havent been able to. I tink tis could be a stage for me. And im taking centre stage. I will shine definetly. Thinking abt Bishan ger. I dun tink i'll get to see her ever again. Im soo lost. I tink 2005 cld be a another bad patch in life. How can i make my life better? I dun noe. So far. I haf lost the hunger n drive for success. I dunno y bt tis things r pulling me down.&lt;br /&gt;Reflections______________&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u expect something frm a fren tt u most want to tok to bt he/she doesnt deliver. And only a normal fren delivers. I juz dunoe y.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111227692572592517?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111227692572592517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111227692572592517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111227692572592517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111227692572592517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-lousy-day.html' title='Just a lousy day.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111218750431172730</id><published>2005-03-30T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T04:58:24.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling odd</title><content type='html'>Im abit down todae. Firstly my fren Andy is in a lock up bcoz of some gang fight tt happened in his zonal area. Though he didnt do anyting he still had to be locked up. Then im oso not sure whether i nid to go to sch tmr for NDP practice. I hope im in. Mr Ahmad said tt tmr is for NDP motivators tt did not go for audition on sat. I wish i could go n retrial i realli hope. It was nerves tt killed me yesturdae. God damn bloody nerves. :( Haiz. Didnt get to play soccer todAE coz like i said Andy is in jail n i cant get access to his locker. Heng chuan returned frm his ass jabbing time in hospital n evryone was like hell laughing at him. Asked mr goh liang chew if there r anymore overseas trips or other special programmes tt i and some of my mates in class can join. Sigh~* I hope i get in so do the bishan girl. Im realli down on myself. Sigh even in football, the school team manager left me out for the game against S'pore U-19. Such a lousy selector. He needs a wide player for the team! Look at the problems we've had all yr long! No wide players to deliver the CRosses?!And most of the team is Malay~!!! Ass racist! F*** him la! I was watching the match frm the 3rd level of the sch building and guess wad?! Most of the sch's players are in the centre of the field where the U-19's are easily defending against. Its like u runnin into a brick wall instead of going round it or above it. He looking for wad? Sambal football?! Feeling a bit down. Abit of depression in me. Nvm lets look on the bright side yeah? Tmr is milling lesson. Im quite happy tt my grp the powerpuff are way ahead of time. We can finish our milling phase test by lunch time tmr wif our standard. I can tell tt the rest of the grps in milling are so super slow. Esp hadi's team. I juz dunno y they like the finishing for wad?! By dimension can already wad! HAiz they on the downfall la. Hadi ar. An ass oso in the class. Act as though he very pro lidat. Nominated as one of the nominees for Lee Kuan Yew award big la? Show off all the achievement he has in his clear folder. Not the time to show off here la. Arrogant piece of shit. Bloody malay. I am going to sign off frm here. Need to think abt my life in tis wretched campus. Byebye. Tmr is England vs Azerbaijan. Are u gonna wake up tmr morning n watch? Cuz i sure am going to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111218750431172730?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111218750431172730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111218750431172730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111218750431172730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111218750431172730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/feeling-odd.html' title='Feeling odd'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111210564683098695</id><published>2005-03-29T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T06:14:06.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling accomplished</title><content type='html'>Hello! School was great todae! Hahahaha. Felt really accomplished cuz i did me work well and completed it wif high flying colours. My Phase test 1 is finally complete. Got a raw score of 220/268. Round down would be 82/100. During assembly todae Mr Sugu said there will oni b assembly on Tuesdays and evryone was like rejoicing! haha. Well gd la so next time can come exactly at 8 on da dot! No nid to come early then drag feet. Evryone went into the workshop tensed todae cuz we were all supposedly behind time. So when Mr GOh Teh Thor released us to our workstations evryone juz started working wifout much of a delay. Well can tell u tt i was so posessed wif my work tt i forgot all abt lunchtime until evryone started coming back and wearing their lab coats. Aww. I had to be in the workshop all dae feeling hungry. Hahaha. Well it paid off yaw! I finished my workpiece first then followed by luke then yeah. So i and luke were the first 2 pple to complete phase test and got new workpiece frm the Machine Shop. Our next assignment was profile and threading turning. So far for the new w.p i do abt 60% liao. Quite accomplished huh? Was faster than luke. And oso was boosted me was a pat on the back wif words frm the normally grouchy and mood swinging Goh. So yeah its rare. He said i got confidence liao and he sae i good n muz keep up. Role model. Yeah i haf to set those kinda example wad. Its my job. I class spokesman leh cannot let down the man who chose me right? Yeah so tts abt it la. Worked alot of my arm muscles hehehe. Oh Heng CHuan kena food poisoning. POOR thing. Muz get a jab by the nurse on his backside. WAHAHHAHAA. i wonder how he muz be feeling now wahahhaa. He sent me a msg tis morning saeing tt he cant go to gym la. Then i ask him y cuz i was like quite pissed with him for alwaes postponing it. Then he sae he kena jab hahahhaa. Was like laughing when i read it la. OK i gtg liao. Dad wanna use. I go watch despo hse wife liao. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111210564683098695?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111210564683098695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111210564683098695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111210564683098695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111210564683098695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/feeling-accomplished.html' title='Feeling accomplished'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111200227061786205</id><published>2005-03-28T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T01:31:21.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed!</title><content type='html'>Im sooo pissed with myself! ARGH! Y? My grades werent good enuff! For my level its suppose to be top class but no! Out of 100 percent i cld oni edge out a 55percent for my theory! OMG:(! hAIZ didnt start the term with the rite note! NVM i dun care! Tmr is practical phase test1. Im going to put in effort. Haiz. Study for so long and in the end i nv get the result. I tink i've not been practical with my standards. I shld raise it higher. Hauz lets not remember it la. Shall not let this bother me. The day was short. Didnt get wad the IFT teacher was toking abt. Did my own work during the entire lesson. Played soccer after IFT then went to Bishan in hope of finding Angeline. OMG im like kept thinking of her the whole dae la. I dun care i wana go to NDP training on thursdae. I hope i get in. Muz get her number! hahaha. I wanna noe her b4 my b'dae. Dun wan to speak now. Haiz i go n watch FIFA football show liao la. Byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111200227061786205?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111200227061786205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111200227061786205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111200227061786205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111200227061786205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/screwed.html' title='screwed!'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111193159954821346</id><published>2005-03-27T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T05:53:19.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch starts tmr</title><content type='html'>HiHi school term starts tmr. And im soo brooding it. I wish it was a week longer. Oh well im sure even sec sch kids tink of tt too last wk. Well wonder wad will the next term come wif? More surprises? Tmr is turning test1. Studied almost evryting except for the formulae part. gOnna do more of my studying later. So todae was easter sundae. FMC had such a long svc and saw TT Nicholas and Alex! Both my BB boys which i've groomed. Wad a disgrace to me la. They climb over the toilet window and nearly severly injured themselves. Y they climb? Their explanation was bcoz the route out of the toilet is jam packed with pple. I mean cAnt they juz wait?! I'll gif them a good lecture the next time i go for parade. Studying for my test now. The formulae part is soo hardto master. Muz put in more effort planning to burn mid night oil. Hmmm missing Angeline, the girl i toked with bt failed to get the number from. ARRRGh. CHia Yin y u go remind me of her? lolx.Aiya nvm la CY my classmate sure spread the news tt i got to tok to a ger tmr la hahaha. Got no GF for hmmm coming to a yr? In April it wld be a yr. Haiz. Feeling lonesome. Now tt im so alwaes bz and stressed. Moreover my campus sucks to the core man. The girls there NOT CHIO!!! ALamak!! Bishan nicer!! :'(. I just hope i study well get out of tis place and go to a successful place to study in. &lt;br /&gt;Reflections__________________&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my very hurtful break up wif Genevieve. I've never dared to be serious in relationships ever again. I dun wan to haf a repeat of wad happened last yr. :( Confidence is low. Confidence low means no go. No go means i dunno. Haiz. Silently crying in my soul for help frm god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111193159954821346?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111193159954821346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111193159954821346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111193159954821346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111193159954821346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/sch-starts-tmr.html' title='Sch starts tmr'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111167673989461417</id><published>2005-03-24T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:46:21.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>Hello! I just came back from NDP selection. I'm not sure i did well but i pray dat i'll do just fine. Hope i'll get in. Arrived at simei in my dad's car at 9.30am. Waited in the bloody hall for my turn. While waiting in hall i came across this girl from ITE Bishan. Shes quite pretty, got the figure, chinese and juz my type. Juz saw her but didnt bother to ask her anyting n den went for my selection. Didnt do well was nervous. Well i tink tts bad. Well anyway after selection i met Luke at the canteen and ate there. Saw the Bishan girl again. This time i realli couldnt get my eyes off her. Well after eating i went off with Luke and saw her at the bus stop again. So cute, saw her 3 times in a day. We boarded the same bus and then went towards Yishun. During the bus journey Luke was like asking me to go n ask for her number la. He kept pestering me. So when the bus reached the bus depot all alighted and i took a very deep breath and summoned enough courage to go and ask her. I felt so dumb la. Started by asking her how was ur holidaes. Omgoodness. Then asked where she was going. Haiz nv ask from strangers numbers for a very long time liao. Since NDP2003. I tink she sorta rejected me when i ask for her number cuz all she said was."When we meet again bah" So i u juz said ok lor. Then we went seperate ways. Luke was like "WHEEEEUUUUWEEET"! Shit didnt ask him to take foto. Damnit!!!! Haiz then lidat lor. So yeah hope i get into the NDP sqd. I pray this prayer to lord. Hope i make it in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111167673989461417?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111167673989461417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111167673989461417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111167673989461417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111167673989461417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111157821697845475</id><published>2005-03-23T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T08:07:06.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Escapade</title><content type='html'>Helloz. I went to Sentosa todae wif 4 of my old classmates of 2004. Wad a great time i had wif all of them. So yeah. Tanned till im like a malay la. "EH BANG"! wahahhahaha. We arrived at Sentosa Siloso Beach at 12pm todae then we got into the water and started swimming and splashing around like nobodies business. Arnd 2pm we rented kayaks for fun and rowed then entire lagoon till we dropped dead. After that we played beach soccer and my my it was tough to run on sand. But its good training to be running on the sand. It makes u fitter. Muscles grow faster. Shld visit the beach more often. There aint much sun todae. Not as hot as the first time i visited tat area. Reached home at 7pm. Seperated my dirty n clean laundry and then washed em all. Arnd 7.40 my parents came baq then ask me to join some bible study. Its abt the 40 DOP. Felt quite guilty when i was there la. Was showing my sleepy side lor. Keep yawning. Sad sad. Then oso i felt guilty when i consumed so many ferrero roche. Goodness. Cant resist chocolate. Tomorrow is another heck tic day. I haf to be at Simei Campus for some NDP motivators dance. But quite worth if get another few cca pts and oso get to make new friends(if u get wad i mean) hahaha. Saw alot of hot chicks todae la. Sad case nv get number. Haiz wait till i get the abs and when my hair grows longer again la. More confidence the better. ok better not tok anymore. Muz get some shut eye. TATA&lt;br /&gt;Reflections__________________&lt;br /&gt;When watching Rick Warran's 40 DOP video. I came across a phrase where he mention tt most christians are secret agent christians. "No body must noe how i worship or how i lead my christian life, only my life is my witness" Thats quite true. And he oso quoted. "&lt;strong&gt;Its like u telling ur lover that u love him/her but dun wan to tell others about it. Wheres the COMMITMENT&lt;/strong&gt;?!" That is super true. If u are attached. Dun be shy. &lt;strong&gt;Show ur commitment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111157821697845475?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111157821697845475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111157821697845475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111157821697845475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111157821697845475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/sentosa-escapade.html' title='Sentosa Escapade'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111149136075195560</id><published>2005-03-22T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T03:36:00.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exercise</title><content type='html'>Hello, i just came back from another day of my fitness campaign. Did 5km run arnd NUS campus. Quite tiring i shld admit. Just came back. The time is 5 n i havent even done my daily house chores. Oh wells going to do it after that. Having a test next week and im gonna study for it tmr under the sun in Sentosa. Cant wait for tmr though. Im gonna meet my old classmates of 2004. The class i've been with for 4 yrs. Cool huh? Most probably going to Siloso beach. cHeck out the bikini bandits there hahahA. Haiz. So lonely(the other type of lonely if u get wad i mean). Not sure if im going to continue pursuing her. She seems so occupied by so many stuff. Well cant blame. Shes still in a hectic enviroment and a yr tts usualli the most intensed. Im oso a very busy person. The girls in my campus r just not worth chasing. Its not about the looks la its more about the person inside. Haiz. Not sure. Not getting used to it. Shall be alone then if tts wad is going to happen. My cousin told me one of his stories in East timor or shld i sae Timor Leste just now when i was with him jogging. One day when he was doing a afternoon patrol arnd the thick vegetation. He came across a baby on the ground. Crying not only bcoz there was no one to tend to him. It was worst. It was far worst. The baby was ravaged by an army of red ants. Just biting into the baby's face. Since my cousin was the Sqd leader of the patrol. He butted the baby in the head with his rifle butt so that it will not die a slow death. After that he asked his men to give it a proper burial. Haiz felt sad for the baby. If i was him i would haf shot it rather than butting the baby until the rifle has got blood. Most probably i'll dig out the heart n do some anatomy on it. Life is so cruel. Some of us are survivors some not. Be happy with life tats all. Its hard but im trying my best also. Gd Luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111149136075195560?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111149136075195560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111149136075195560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111149136075195560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111149136075195560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/exercise.html' title='exercise'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111150034724134264</id><published>2005-03-22T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T06:05:47.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonesome</title><content type='html'>Lonely I'm so lonely,&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody,&lt;br /&gt;For my owwnnn&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody, &lt;br /&gt;For my owwnnn&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got to have one good girl whose always been there like ya&lt;br /&gt;Kno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, coulda sworn I was dreamin, for her I was&lt;br /&gt;Feenin, so I hadda take a little ride, back tracking ova these few years, tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, cuz&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my girl left me, my whole life came crashin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely (so lonely),&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant belive I hadda girl like you and I just let you walk right outta my life, after all I put u thru u still stuck&lt;br /&gt;Around and stayed by my side, what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, baby you were a good girl and I had no right, I&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna make things right, cuz without u in my life girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody to call my own)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been all about the world ain't neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through&lt;br /&gt;Never thought the day would come where you would get up and run and I would be out chasing u&lt;br /&gt;Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, aint noone in the globe id rather see then the girl of my dreams that made me&lt;br /&gt;Be so happy but now so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lonely (so lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) girrll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that id be alone, I didnt hope you'd be gone this long, I jus want u to call my phone, so stop playing girl and&lt;br /&gt;Come on home (come on home), baby girl I didn't mean to shout, I want me and you to work it out, I never wished Id ever&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my baby, and its drivin me crazy cuz...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely (so lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)&lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody)&lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own) girll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, so lonely&lt;br /&gt;So lonely, (so lonely),&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lonely, so lonely&lt;br /&gt;So lonely, so lonely, (so lonely), Mr. Lonely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111150034724134264?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111150034724134264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111150034724134264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111150034724134264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111150034724134264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/lonesome_22.html' title='lonesome'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111140171341104293</id><published>2005-03-21T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T05:20:35.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidae</title><content type='html'>Its the first day of the holiday term. My school is different. We start holidaes later by a week than the norm. I need a break from the fast paced enviroment in my campus. Evrything is rush rush and rush. All the work i do is very lousy as i had to rush. Imagine the lecturer gives u work tt needs at least 1 wk to be done and he only allows u to haf 2 daes to complete. Haiz. Anyway just yesturday i attended a IT tok at ITE East Simei. State of the art campus i guess. Headed to adidas warehouse sale where i bought a pair of boots(blu predator pulse) and a pair of F50 street soccer shoes. About a 100 bucks but hey the boots are super cheap. On the market the predator costs $115 but in the sale it oni costs $60. No kidding. I was amazed by the price as well. So back to todae. Mondae. Started the dae eating nothing and headed to the gym. All i ate was the 'blu' creatine pills. Met up with HC at Delta gym. Did many ab-training exercises. Headed to the swimming pool afterwards. Swam 10 laps. By then im panting lyk a dog. Nearly drowned too much water in my lungs. But anyway juz one of those things tt u do to make urself fit. Very tired after that. Headed home and arrived at my door at 3pm. Slacked n did some clearing up of my hse and room. Dad arrived home at 6pm n asked me to join his company for a kick of football. It was more like a match la. His company won 4-0. Well i dun wanna sae it but its obviously thanks to me hahahhaa. EGO EGO. Ran riot at his opponents defence. Of all the players on the field i think im the only youngest player there the rest are like 40-50yrs of age? Oh wells watching Mr bean on the tele now. So interesting. Mr bean goes to school. I guess i shall sign off from here now. TATA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ReFlecTiOnS_____________&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one to be there for you. I want to be the one that will make u feel loved. I will wait for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111140171341104293?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111140171341104293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111140171341104293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111140171341104293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111140171341104293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/holidae.html' title='holidae'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111133549107008759</id><published>2005-03-20T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T08:18:11.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sure</title><content type='html'>Hello dear readers. From my previous blog. Its malicious, its negative and it looks down upon myself. I shall change it. Be more positive then. Wads the motivation behind it all? My sec1 boys of 33RD COY. They are my source of inspiration. Seeing them pass out from recruits to Privates really brings great joy to me. Seeing another life, another chapter of a boy opening up in the 33rd coy. This is my first major task in the 33rd BB coy. I think i've done exceptionally well. Though i feel abit left out in some of the meetings but nevertheless i was able to communicate with the Sec 1s. How adorable they r. They will have a place in my heart. And in 4 yrs time i would like to see this grp of boys graduate like me and my current batch now. Be men of responsibility, righteosness and creditability. You know? When i see those boys. Standing under the hot sun and their parents pinning the badge onto their sleeve, i felt great sense of satisfaction. A feeling tt i have never had. A feeling of true self belive. That, I silas wong is capable of so much more and that of sulking about the rough n tumbles of life is just a waste of our very short time on earth. I would also like to share a moment of todae's passing out parade. When the best boys name was announced. I could see his face,amazed and and more than words can explain. I felt sooo happy for him. SOO glad. So delighted. I have to thank God for this. It has brought me greatest of Joys. Its juz one of those things that makes a broken soul find its feet and walk again. After the parade when evryone was packing up. Mr Tiong went up to me and thanked me for the effort that i have put into the sec1 orientation. All i could only sae was, "Thank you sir, Appreciated appreciated." This is the end of the orientation programme. And Nigel me and Cai have ended our task of leaders in the camp. As we go back to the ordinary programmes of the company i will alwaes remember the joy the pain and the ecstatic feel of my time there. My next step is to go forth and join the LDC(Leadership Development Course). Another challenge tt i will face.&lt;br /&gt;From here i'm signing off&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing your time to read my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111133549107008759?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111133549107008759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111133549107008759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111133549107008759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111133549107008759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-sure.html' title='Not sure'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-111097281350958848</id><published>2005-03-16T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T05:35:42.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>Just cant control my anger these daes. Y are pple backstabbing me?? Is it bcoz im soo much better than others? Is it bcoz im successful in what i do?? What on earth have my friends turn into?! After seeing me on TV haf my best pals gone against me coz im popular wif some grps of pple? ARRRRGGGGHHH!!! I juz feel like breaking down n cry. Juz recently sum bitch juz stopped being my fren. FUCK!!! Useless pple. Im distancing myself frm others frm nw on. Decided not to go church for this reason!! ANGERED BY THEIR ATTITUDE!! Going back to my old self. I'm sorry chara. Bt life is too hard for me on this piece of land. I hope tt life up there is a bunch of fun. Breaking up into tears. Crying in my bedroom i cant tink i cant live properly. Hate people!! I will go baq to my old life. A life of solitude. Gangs, drugs, smoking. Will be a devil. AND THOSE IDIOTS OUT THERE WHOM TRY TO INTERFERE OR CALL MY PARENTS ABT THIS?! WILL GET IT FROM ME! Dun u fucking dare! The oni pple i call frens r my brothers. I am my best friend. Fine those hu backstab me shall get it frm me one way or another. I dun care. I will haf fun and then when the time is rite ah hah. U die! Done tt a couple of times esp wif girls. Easy meat! HAH! girls these daes r getting more n more loose.(some b*t*h) not all girl population.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-111097281350958848?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/111097281350958848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=111097281350958848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111097281350958848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/111097281350958848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/03/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110950060679045185</id><published>2005-02-27T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T02:36:46.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My leadership</title><content type='html'>How can i lead my sec1s. My goal. To change these primary school leavers into pple whom r fit to lead n prosper in the 33RD. Some sae my style of command is out dated in todaes context. The tough rough old rugged treatment. TTs my style. I dun like my officers to interfere with my game plan and most of all i dun like the way my fellow primer handles the sec1s. He's too soft. Now i haf half control of the boys. Next yr i'm going to make sure i haf full control and i'm going to make sure theres a proper COS leading the pack. I've got lots to comment about tis round of SQD leaders. During recruits camp i swear to impart harsh punishment. I find tt i'm conflicting alot with cai. And during saturdaes hike i felt soo much at ease with myself. Time to screw, f**K, scream, and physically abuse the boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110950060679045185?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110950060679045185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110950060679045185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110950060679045185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110950060679045185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-leadership.html' title='My leadership'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110934221096067693</id><published>2005-02-25T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T06:36:50.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>I m so missing you. Oh each time i hear that song i dream of u soo much. My heart aches all the time when i cant get to see you. When i see others n i compare them to u. I alwaes smile coz i noe tt ure unique. And i love the way u lead your life. You r the one who made me straight, you were the one who made me stop my temptations, you motivate me to be a better man. To outshine others. Each time i go to my school i alwaes listen to the song before i enter the gate to remind me of the path i have set with u. Each time i cry in my bed cuz i couldnt see u. I long to do so but i cant. I wan to be where u will be in 2 yrs time. I love u. I realli do. I want to be the one that is juz made for u. I AM ACHING TO DEATH IN MY HEART.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110934221096067693?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110934221096067693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110934221096067693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110934221096067693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110934221096067693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110924302473974582</id><published>2005-02-24T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T03:03:44.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>Heyz im so not in a good mood todae. Firstly I started of the dae with ManU having lost 1-0. Then in school got problem with friends and teachers. Thirdly my workpiece that i have put sooo much effort in got tossed into the wall n its stuck there. Then i cut my finger to the bone. The bloody grinder was on n my friend didnt even tell me abt it(its very noisy and i couldnt hear the grinding). Damn soo pissed. N if u tot that was worst. Oh my. My very close friends let me down of all people. I can withstand alot of things but i cannot withstand friends esp close ones showing disrespect to me. Guess hu? Its debrah! Oh hell yeah! Those reading might be thinking "oh! i told u so!!" Well i bow down to u if u said tt. I was wrong to gif tis girl a chance. So wrong! Nv had i felt so pissed off n yelled "FUCK" at a girl. And never have i felt so pissed off that i shouted F**K at almost evryone i saw. My day is already so F**ked tt u muz still piss me off?! HOW INHUMAN IS THAT?! Showing no respect lor!! If u bad moood then u muz pass me the bad mood izzit?! Its a must to piss me off so u can be happy meh?! Fu"*king hell! So pissed tt tis is the first time in dunno how many months tt i used discrepencies in my blog. Going to call my anger management consultant Adamn Tan. HAIZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110924302473974582?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110924302473974582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110924302473974582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110924302473974582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110924302473974582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110868716096173607</id><published>2005-02-18T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T16:39:20.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrupted College</title><content type='html'>Oh my oh my. My dae juz started and guess wad? Though i haf no sch for yesturdae n todae. My class advisor Mr Goh said its not right for Mr Suri to call us to stay home. Mr Goh was supposed to gif us some GIRO form for next terms school fees. Bt in the end he didnt even see a single one of us in assembly. Poor thing. Wasnt even informed by Mr suri. So poor one the ITE system. Sucks man. Corrupted College. Even the teachers have no respect for anyone of them. Haiz juz wanna do my NITEC cert and get 4 GPA pts so tt i can go POLY. Yeah. Gonna work real hard yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110868716096173607?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110868716096173607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110868716096173607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110868716096173607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110868716096173607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/corrupted-college.html' title='Corrupted College'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110863128089240554</id><published>2005-02-17T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T01:08:00.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suntanning in sentosa</title><content type='html'>Hellozz evrybody! Hows all feeling on a thursdae afternoon? Most of u are having school i guess. Bt nnot for mee. Heheheh. My instructor told me n my class not to go to school today n tomorrow because hes not going to be present. So off i went to Sentosa Siloso Beach with my dear fellow classmate Heng Chuan. First time going to siloso beach for sun tanning. It has changed so much since i last went. The place has been given a uplift. Soo cool. We went there at 10am when the beach is still quiet n the morning sun is juz right. We swam around the lagoon area and threw rocks,stones, sand, wadeva. I played sand castle cuz i havent had the time to do so for a very loong looong time. So yeah. Arnd 12 pm we went to Delifrance which was juz up the hill. Ate some bourghette n tt was more than enuff to satisfy mee. Saw alot of bikini babes la. Some nv seen before by my eyes. Goodness. Got to noe oni 2 gurls there. One was 19 n the other was 21. Heng Chuan n i was like toking to them n suntanning with em until arnd 1 pm. They were great company man hahahha. I muz be very black by now. Sooo dark. Headed for the Carlsberg Tower. Figured out tt it was too expensive then went back home instead. Cant stand my parents la. They dun even belive wad i sae la! Maybe bcoz they too used to the way secondary school handles us instead of the institute. Oh wells cant blame. Anyway im going to do some laundurae And then mop the fllllooooor. Byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110863128089240554?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110863128089240554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110863128089240554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110863128089240554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110863128089240554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/suntanning-in-sentosa.html' title='Suntanning in sentosa'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110827425752107490</id><published>2005-02-13T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:57:37.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone to Mr wees hse.</title><content type='html'>Hello!! Its the wee hours of the morning n im still up blogging and happily chatting on msn even though my father had just said "LOG OFF Now" abt 5 seconds ago. Todae my old class of 2004 planned up a outing but not all went. We planned to go visit MR wee tat chuen's hse for chinese new year celebrations and oni me, kokyew, jordon, heng chuan, yangwei, andre, ivan koh, shuan, huixing,felicia,helene,suiting went only. We met at 2.30pm in the sch bus stop. Then we all headed to Mr Wees blk in dover. He stays in the 18TH floor N his house is damn nice la. Very spacious. Cooling oso esp at the 18th floor. Once we got in we juz locked ourselves in the room. Then tok to those whom we havent had a chance to contact. So wad we mostly do there was have fun play board games or wadeva. The fun part and mischevious part was when kok yew, andre, yangz n i were looking down frm the window and we all had tis idea of throwing something. Well since it was CNY! There is bound to be alot of oranges. So Kok yew went to get afew oranges and threw em down. It was damn cool! The oranges went splat and we were all laughing out ass out la. Mr wee was like asking wad in the world is happening and looked down at the ground floor. To his horror he saw abt 8-9oranges splat on the ground. Waahhaha. Then he got the main culprit which was kok yew. Evyone was laughing. So at abt 5 pm we all went to town except for the gals. Missed toking to huixing. Darn. But anyway i asked the dudes to go to town mainly bcoz i wanna met mel. Bt darn she disappointed me when we reached borders. Darn it. Went to borders, took a leak there, wash face then we headed to cine. OMG it rox. Cine there was like soo many pple la. All hotties. hahaha. Long time nv go town liao. So yeah alot of things there r like pretty strange to me. We got to some cyber lan gaming area which was owned by an ex fairsian n former friends in sch. He gif us damn good discount price. Played frm 6-10pm lor. Very long nv play CnC generals but the skills still there. I won the first game bt lost the second. Stupid mistake man. After playing CnC generals we played Medal of Honour. Was like fraggin pple like crazy man I. Top fragger hehehhe. Long time nv play fraggin games bt like i said the skill is still there. hehehhehe. Woah shiok man! N the price not sae very high la. And oso it is one of the latest nights tt i've spent with my dudes in Orchard. Fun i shld sae. It was enjoyable. Then on the way out of cine saw alot of hotties again. Headed for HMV then went home. Reached home at 12 mid night. Bathed then blogged. Oh wells seems like i gtg. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110827425752107490?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110827425752107490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110827425752107490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110827425752107490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110827425752107490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/gone-to-mr-wees-hse.html' title='Gone to Mr wees hse.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110822517913752682</id><published>2005-02-11T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:34:32.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day! FIONA GHUI FENN style.</title><content type='html'>Yo!! IM SOOO IN THE MOOOD TO DANCE!! How come? HAHhAHAA. Todae i gave a rose to a ger. Something tt i haf nv done in my entire life. Ok so it may not mean much to u pple bt its some big deal for me to be doing tt lor. Anyway the dae started off for me as usual, going to college then for cca in fmss. Hhaha. So joyous now. HMM k lets get to the point. Todae was so called the eve valentines dae. As usual i went to college attended Mr Suri's milling theory. Oh my goodness even he was in the holidae mood n valentine mood. Keep toking abt all the silly stuff abt his love life. Act like he so shuai. Hhahahah. So anyway he tok cock until 11 am then we released lor. So early la. Sianz. So after we were released i and Heng Chuan went to Harbour front. wENT scouting for roses and gifts for this girl called. Fiona Ghui Fenn(if u dunno i wont tell u either too bad). See i put so much effort into making my girls feel like a million dollars. Waahahahha. Searched high n low. Heng Chuan was feeling restless at my indecision to get her something. Finally got her a lil bear in a box frm some love shop or wadeva. Then headed down to the basement where i gotten Fiona a rose. Went home at 12 then wrote lots of stuff on the piece of card attached to the lil box containing the bear. Went down to school at 3pm. But hey Fiona was no where to be seen. Saw Kelvin Lau. Spoke to him abt the valentines dae gift n plan. Then he was like laughing bt quite supportive. He said the whole RCY is in sch bt dunno where. So parade started. Still no sign of the RCY. During the whole parade hours i was like looking for the RCY contingent. But they were no where in sight. My spirit sank lower when it was nearing the end of BB. Bt a ray of hope appeared out of no where when i was walking towards the bridge. Saw the RCY drill team under the bridge doing drill. Sooo happy la i was like jumping arnd. Parade ended bt the RC havent so i was like wif Kev n Bing fong. Asking them to follow me baq me up. So while walking along the parade square i saw Fiona. I called out her name. My heart was beating real fast. I called her to a Ulu place then Kev n Bingfong oso follow. I gave her the rose n gift. She was like sooooooooo MELTING LA!!! wahahhaha. Her face soo red. Her smile sooo cute. N she even said yes to the gift lor. Well i knew she wanted to kiss me bt aiya i too tall so cannot make a fast kiss wahahaha. Was quite happy la.  Jumping for joy in the canteen. Then tis curious sec1 bb boy whom was under me saw evryting. Followed me to my parents car which was like  waiting at the CCA block carpark. He so thick skinned u noe? Go ask my parents whether he got girl friend. Some more soo loud! Very par pie. Basket. Kelvin was like laughing cheekily at a distance. Damn him lolx. Bt anyway i muz still sae tt i am falling for FIona Ghui Fenn. Fiona Ghui Fenn. I juz like tt name. Getting psychoed hahahhaha. kk mi gtg now bubye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110822517913752682?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110822517913752682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110822517913752682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110822517913752682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110822517913752682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day-fiona-ghui-fenn-style.html' title='Valentines day! FIONA GHUI FENN style.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110784617200636370</id><published>2005-02-07T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:02:52.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese new yr eve</title><content type='html'>Helloz!! Glad tat todae is chinese new yr eve. Bt im not so interested in reunion dinner. Juz dunno y i not interested la. Maybe coz time changes things. Started sch with a sound mind. Well i didnt exeactly got woken up by melly but it was the alarm clock. COuldnt believe tt i pontan college todae. Start turning lessons then anyhow help shikin do her work piece. Ended up it look like f**k lidat. So at abt 9am i ran out, took off my dust coat, hung it at the clothes hang and ran off to school. I heard tt most pple left the machine shop at 9am while hengchuan tt damn guy sae he wan to leave at 9 then end up finishing school. Stupid faggot. Oh wells anyway attendance taken liao wad. Then hoped on into a taxi with Yang and Jordon lor. Reached sch at 10am then played basket ball for a short while. Saw melanie todae. She looked quite different frm the pic she sent to me. Saw Fiona Ghui. My lovely darling to be. Gonna gif her something nice on fridae. Plan to suprise her. Lets not sae too much later ruin my plan wahahha. Still keeping the water bottle which i drank with her lor. Will not lose it. Will be my pillow, bolster,teddy bear. Wahahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf u ever tot of doing something great? Something u do tt will let the whole world recognise u? Well i have biig dreams. And i alwaes tot of playing football when i was young. Playing for the national team when i turn 18. But as i grew up i found out tt if i wanted to pursue those dreams i would need to make lots of sacrifices which i am not willing to do so. Moreover i wont go far by just playing football. Next was being close to aeroplanes which i realli loved doing so. I tot tt the idea was great n i switched all my attention to my goal as a aircraft technician. In life u haf to make choices. Some tt are painful n some tt are good. Life is all about choices. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110784617200636370?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110784617200636370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110784617200636370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110784617200636370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110784617200636370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-yr-eve.html' title='Chinese new yr eve'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110768097255776386</id><published>2005-02-06T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:05:20.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanting to prove myself.</title><content type='html'>Hello again. Gonna start blogging again. Its been a long time since i last blogged n im going to continue doing so damn regularly. The year has started quite well for me so far and i'm beginning to settle down after having so much fun in the last 3 mths. Going to go mad already. I'm like so filled with hate and anger. Pissed off WITH the FMC pple esp the youths there. Think that they go JC means they big la. I'll tell them to go there see girls screw em n fail A lvls!! Juz a couple of daes ago i was at church. Then these grp of mofos i met in the lift were ACJC pple. Then they were like dispising other JCs n Polys. Worst of all they were looking down on ITE pple! Cant stand pple hu judge others by where they study or work la. This world is so corrupted la. Its the biggest pollution on this earth. EGO is the greatest pollution on this earth. Polluting the enviroment is nothing compared to ur own health. Ur mental health. Haiz. Lets turn the attention to somewhere else. Todae church was ok. Went to buy some new year clothes. Bought a shirt with ventilation holes. Cooling for the new year wahahhaha. Going to wear a singlet over. Mel is such a funny girl. She wans to compete with me. See hu sleeps earlier. HAHAHHAHA. Lets see hu wins!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110768097255776386?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110768097255776386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110768097255776386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110768097255776386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110768097255776386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2005/02/wanting-to-prove-myself.html' title='Wanting to prove myself.'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110388155343263258</id><published>2004-12-24T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T01:45:53.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas eve</title><content type='html'>Hello people. So todae is Christmas eve. Done a personnel survey on other pple n i found out majority will not be going to church for service. I dunno y oso. Well juz be holy n go lor. Hahaha so weird me. Wellz go church see some pple. Look at how they are doing lor. They wont noe how important i am until they see me on the tele muahahahha. SIN ALERT! ok. So i juz had my first glimpse of inspiration b4 the new year starts. Feel like going ITE since Simei campus so shiok. But might haf other plans hu cares. Maybe punj might need to include punji hahhaha. Yesturdae was a mayham n a disaster. I went to see Ashley's performance n guess wad the hell in the world happened???!!! She didnt intro us!!! And her damn pathetic frens tot i was obsessed with ashLEy. OMG please la no one in this earth i obsess ok! Oni pple obsessed abt me la hor. Stupid freaks frm mars. How can they say such things? Its an insult especially to me! Beckham part2~! Haiz. Face getting more n more ances man! WTF! Keep drinking water oso no use leh. I washed my face 3 times a day oso no use la! Dunno go facial get the product for wad. My aim for the rest of this yr is to go get a nice face, haircut, attitude and clothes b4 next yr. I guess i am turning more n more superstitious. Darn. My health is damn deteriorating. Too much going on in my head. Lacking sleep,energy and ideas. Haiz. OK la better not be too grumpy later got carol singing. TATA gd bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110388155343263258?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110388155343263258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110388155343263258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110388155343263258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110388155343263258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-eve.html' title='christmas eve'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110329401225274552</id><published>2004-12-16T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T06:33:32.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wadeva</title><content type='html'>Ok so its been a long time since i blogged n some mother toot called ah ng is like a devil behind my back stabbing me each time. So yeah. NVM hes just the devil n will die in hell one dae n he'll be begging me for water from heaven so yeah. Hahahahahaha i'm being mean but hu gifs. Anyway life during the hols are the best. Earning lots of money. HEHEHHEE wanna find out abt my job? Call me la. wahahhahhahaa. Being all lameos all over. Over the past mth i have had very tight schedule on work, camp, cca and some business behind closed doors. HAHHAHAAHA. Tmr is the N level students result collection. I wish the peeps and my frens all the best! I will pray for them. tmr i going for facial then on sundae i go filming le. Doing some waitor role. So yeah tats abt it lor. Oh went out with my bros todae. We planned to watch a movie. Bought it n then went to shop arnd ps. During lunch time at the cartel cafe. I met Ashley. Waved hi then she walked off lor. Then later while eating she brought a fren of hers. I tink her name was.....ber ber someting.... Aiya dunno la dun care. Hahahah. After makan lunch we go shop n safe b4 going to the cinema. Then ashley came to sms me where i am. Was rather stunned bt was relaxed hahaha. So met them at the mineral water bottle area n we juz basically introduced ourselves more to each other lor. Later went up to the cinema, said good bye to ashley n her 'fren' then left our own ways lor. After the movie we talked alot, bought alot of coffee and bought alot of stuff. Soon it was time to go n yeah. So tats all for todae i guess. TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110329401225274552?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110329401225274552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110329401225274552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110329401225274552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110329401225274552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/12/wadeva.html' title='Wadeva'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110122051235937531</id><published>2004-11-23T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T06:35:12.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Fone</title><content type='html'>Hello wassup moi frens? I juz got myself a new fone. Nothing much to some of u but its a great ting for me cuz i haf been havin tis old fone for a long time n need a change. Its a X70!! yEAH! Kept takin fotos n playing arnd with the fone la hahhaha. Duno whether going for camp la budden told Lye Chong abt it n i tink hes quite happy tt i m goin. Thank gdness there r pple to update me. Having a chat with Kenny now, TOKIN alot of yf. How things haf changed so blardy much. I juz cant stop playing wif my hp lor. Kept sending MMSes. Changed plan to the 25 bucks one. 500 free sms, free incoming n auto roaming. Got nuthing much to sae so gtg byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110122051235937531?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110122051235937531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110122051235937531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110122051235937531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110122051235937531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-fone.html' title='New Fone'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-110000861619076885</id><published>2004-11-09T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T05:56:56.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Adrenaline</title><content type='html'>So todae after i came home i went straight outside to cycle. Halfway cycling it rain heavily n it was peeerfect. My kind of weather. Cycled throughout the whole of woodlands. I went past SSS(Singapore sports school) n climbed the steep hill just beside it. Armed with a pair of binoculars i scanned one side of the hill to the other. I could see my house frm the hill it was such a small dot on the lens as i try to locate my window. Minutes later i heard dog barks! I turned my lens a full 180 degrees to the south side of the hill to see 4 dogs running up the hill towards me. My bike a mere 10 metres downhill resting on a rock was just waiting for me to get onto it. Wanting to face my fear of dog bites i stayed in my position n picked up a stick the size of a relay baton n began waving high up in the air n shouting, "F**K U SON OF A B*TCH"! Seconds later a black dog leaped into the air. Without a blink i slammed the dog at the neck with the stick n it juz fell on the ground wailing. Flabergasted n shocked i ran towards my bike like i've never ran before. I picked up my bike n rode as fast as i can down hill. On the way down i hit some object n the whole bike flipped tossing me out of my seat. Down bt not dead. I picked up my bike n started cycling down. Soon the 4 dogs chsed me down hill but i was too fast for them n they soon started to retreat frm wherever they came frm. Tired n stunned by my experience i cycled back home in the heavy rain with almost zero visibility within 5 metres. Reached home all wet but it was shiok!  Soaked myself in the jacuzzi n enjoyed a cup of english tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURE ADRENALINE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-110000861619076885?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/110000861619076885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=110000861619076885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110000861619076885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/110000861619076885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/11/pure-adrenaline.html' title='Pure Adrenaline'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109961656337546363</id><published>2004-11-04T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T17:02:43.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wassup</title><content type='html'>So it been quite awhile since i last blogged due to the overwhelming schedule tat i haf. Been bz all the way. Helping my frens. Giving tuition to kids n lots more. Oh glad to hear tt the O's r ending soon N i hope for the holidaes to come quick. After all its going to be 6 mths of holidaes. Hmm guess i have not much time to blog either. Maybe after the Os. Tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109961656337546363?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109961656337546363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109961656337546363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109961656337546363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109961656337546363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/11/wassup.html' title='wassup'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109923717622496496</id><published>2004-10-31T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T07:39:36.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heya i'm baq</title><content type='html'>Heyz peepz i'm baq n using the com like i used too wahhahahaha. Tmr is the o levels n i am gona wish my fellow sec4 frens all the best to their papers! :D Haiz juz 2 daes ago was the end of school for most of mua frens in sch. Going to miss so many of them. God bless them in wadeva they do ya. Oh i juz bought a laptop. Costs $2800. HP pentium M, centrino technology built in. Hell yeah!! Now can go whereever i want rather than using the pc card to get online which i used to do on my old one. Wanna share with u readers wad i have noticed since the past few weeks. I have never been using it for a long time cuz i wanna isolate myself frm the online world. I've noticed tt it can be quite tiring n boring but it is so much more carefree without it. I dun nid to bother abt the viruses flying all over cyberspace and i can also focus on wad i wanna do better. Wanna get hooked on the online world again cuz i am not goin to see mua frens for sometime until maybe next time? Dunno la my school frens are the best in the world!! &lt;br /&gt;Reflections______________&lt;br /&gt;Do u still remember the time when we walked along the streets of orchard road and pple used to stare at us bcoz we were the best match for each other? We were the happiest, wildest, loudest and romantic couples tat walked the streets of Orchard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109923717622496496?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109923717622496496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109923717622496496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109923717622496496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109923717622496496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/10/heya-im-baq.html' title='heya i&apos;m baq'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109791807600965212</id><published>2004-10-16T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T02:14:36.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdae night</title><content type='html'>Hello just another boring dae or mine. Well now tt i do not haf a Computer life is sure gonna be a bore. Well maybe its a blessing in disguise tt i do not hack into pple's accounts? Hahaha dunno la. Thankfully i haf my aunt to help me out. Gonna get a laptop soon anywayz. Saving up for the Dell notebook. My cous has agreed to sell it to me at a cheaper price frm his shop. Yesturdae was quite a roller coaster ride fer me. Wont sae much cuz its kinda private. Anyways Tonite gonna be a big match where ManUtd vs Birmingham. Classic match. I predict will be 2-0. Haiz so bored. U'll notice tt i haf been sighing all the time tts bcuz i am demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections______________&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep n not wake up. I dun wanna wake up to face a horrid world anymore. Pple so horrid. Knives are out to stab me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109791807600965212?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109791807600965212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109791807600965212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109791807600965212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109791807600965212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/10/saturdae-night.html' title='Saturdae night'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109775993939826702</id><published>2004-10-14T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T06:18:59.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i m baq</title><content type='html'>Heyz dudes i'm baq. Finally hahahhaha! Not oni haf i finished on my exam but i am having a fun time relaxing for awhile. hahaha. Now is the sec1 exams and i sure loads and loads of pple coming to me and askin me for help n advice. My BB boys esp. Keep giving them loads of advice. Anyways its good to be there for them. Recently theres A ger. She thanked me for being such a pillar of support. Well wad could i sae? I'm oso very happy for her. hahahha. Hope she passes lor. Tmr is thanks giving svc. I going with Huixing to look for the attractive famous amos job offers after school. She sae pay low leh but i dun care la. Be with her can liao hahhahaha. Haiz its been the first wk n not going to school is killing me. I am missing that round head ger. I noe her name liao. She so cute during my last wk in sch keep toking to me. Her lips so red. Can kiss her lolx. Wad am i tokin abt? hahahhhahha. I am going to miss my sugar babe. My soldier, Chubby baby and the athletic figure of princess winn. Will oso miss chris, debbie and muah joanna. OKidokie mi gtg leh. Byebye:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109775993939826702?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109775993939826702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109775993939826702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109775993939826702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109775993939826702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-m-baq.html' title='i m baq'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109515808403806887</id><published>2004-09-14T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T03:34:44.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence low</title><content type='html'>I am so damn angry n demoralised todae. Fought with a mother fuckin asshole todae. Damn him la. Go play play play. Not happy then smashed his baG. His discman broke. Then he go throw my pencil case. WENt down to collect my stuff. Saw a gal i chasing. Then her fren sae YUCKS! My heart sank even further. Now i dun even noe wad to sae. I dont even noe wad to do. Lost my confidence my forte is confidence. I am so lost. I am like a chicken without its head. Wad is my goal? All the bearings lost. Wad is my hope? I dunno! Recently pple keep mocking me abt my math. I am so pissed off &lt;br /&gt;by tt. I am going to prove to those bastards bt i seem to not be able to tt. Rage has engulfed me. Going mad. Tried killin myself bt juz cant. The detergent i drank is not working. Going to try jumping off my hse. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109515808403806887?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109515808403806887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109515808403806887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109515808403806887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109515808403806887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/09/confidence-low.html' title='Confidence low'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109508625137991976</id><published>2004-09-13T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T07:37:31.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A disaster for me</title><content type='html'>Todae is so bloody lousy. If u do not like vulagarities being repeated over n over again please &lt;strong&gt;LEAVE&lt;/strong&gt;!I got baq my papers for prelims. Of course i was filled with joy with the high grades of sum papers n sulked n almost cried for the others. The worst of all shits! My math!! My paper2 guess wad?! I got A BIG FAT MOTHER FUCKING SON OF A BITCH 0!!The whole class did so damn fucking badly! ONLY &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;PASSED!! And they were not distinctions. I from a top scorer got an overall mark of 12?!?!?!?! Those who saw my big fucking 0 laughed the fucking gitters out of them! Was damn fucking humiliated lor! I even lost to the class's biggest loser by half a mark!! Punched the school toilet doors when i asked for a break from class. Pulled my hair, slapped myself! So they hit me when i am at my weakest rite?! FINE! I shall hit them baq where it hurts the most! Once i get my straight As i shall curse the mother fucking shits out of them! GRRR! Luckily i got to get time off to SMS Chara n tok to her abt the feelings i am havin. If not for her i tink i would haf thrown some of the people off the fourth story of 102 Dover rd fmss man! Rushed off with kok yew n company. These guys r true frens. At least they offer to help me up. Studied till 8pm in school! Didnt want to go home but cant stay longer cuz my frens GTG. So i left with em. Anyways i gtg. Todae has been a dae too bad for me. I am a fallen pheonix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections__________&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen from grace today. But u shall not see the end of me. I am going to rise from the ashes and conquer u weak man. Rise my soul. Rise like the pheonix. Spit fire like the dragon upon your enemies. I will rise from the ashes like the pheonix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109508625137991976?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109508625137991976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109508625137991976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109508625137991976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109508625137991976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/09/disaster-for-me.html' title='A disaster for me'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109480937930074475</id><published>2004-09-10T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T02:42:59.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>Yoz dudez. Todae wasnt quite the dae i expected larz haha. Full of unexpected things happen. The usual grp of us went to school to study. In the end we ended up playing soccer. Now i've got sore feet, hamstring pull and my knees are alittle weird. Saw tis sec1 ger hu gian me again. Dunno y leh. During tis 3 daes i keep seeing her. And i tink i am starting to develop a small crush on tis cute round faced lass. Maybe she playing tis kind of games to make me like her? Argh not onli her after me la. Got 2 more. But diff age. Anywayz while i playing soccer she juz keep looking at me. So i juz keep waving baq at her. Short hair. Hahaha Wad am i tinking?? So there was this incident where the ball went into the gers toilet. Then she automatically go to the gers toilet. She juz left her grp of frens there leh. So afew precious seconds were ticking in the game n no ball came out. I went near to the loo shouted "hello" then she ask mi go into the toilet. Went in n she juz kicked the ball at me. Creating attention. Guess wad next? She pull baq into the toilet n splash water at me. I was like stunned. Stared at her like nobody's business then rushed out of the toilet with the ball. Continued playing till 2.30pm. Then the rest of my grp went to swim while i alone headed home. Upon leaving the front gate she oso started to leave. So i had a long chat with her at the bus stop. We traded bags n now i haf her bag. She sae  gonna gif me baq on mondae. Hope she does. N i hope she doesnt do anyting 'stupid' with my bag. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109480937930074475?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109480937930074475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109480937930074475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109480937930074475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109480937930074475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/09/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7764882.post-109472819778082196</id><published>2004-09-09T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T04:09:57.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still trying my bez to learn</title><content type='html'>Heyzz dudez. Another dae in school and i am like trying sooo hard to learn n study. Woke up at 9.35am as usual n brushed my teeth drank my campbell soup then headed straight for school. Reached at 11am and went straight to the staff room n called out for Rosalind ho all by MYSELF~! hehee. Selfish selfish. at 12pm walked across to Dover to meet yang n heng. Ate lunch there. OOOH the gravy rice was goot!! Taste great! Went baq to school then get worksheets frm mr wee. I tink hes bias la. GO n help those pple hu r alreadi so good in math. Wadabout those weaker pple like me? Haiz. Dunno la dun want to brood over this kinda things all over again. Saw tt kid again. She juz keeps appearing where i least expect it lor. Wth. I realli nid to get her number N name liaoz. Math wad can i sae? I still didnt get it in my head until on the way baq when yang wei explain to me the whole algebra shit to me then i understand. Haiz. Tmr same la go chiong again la. Hmm felt so bad todae. I lied to my tcher tt i understood chinese. Haiz well wads done is done la. Cannot repeat time. So came home at 5.30pm. Ate macs. Very unhealthy. Getting so unfit. I tink when i go n run i am going to pant like a dog. Speaking of dog. I wan to get one! So next time i can tok to it. Its much better then toking to some counsellor. At least ur dog licks u. LOLX. Hhahaha ok i gtg liaoz seeya peepz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7764882-109472819778082196?l=twipsysland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/feeds/109472819778082196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7764882&amp;postID=109472819778082196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109472819778082196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7764882/posts/default/109472819778082196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twipsysland.blogspot.com/2004/09/still-trying-my-bez-to-learn.html' title='still trying my bez to learn'/><author><name>SiLAs wOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11315127397264922449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
