<?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-19026760</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:02:13.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fake</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-8030715415998640150</id><published>2007-08-04T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:31:03.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_82eryqlY0yU/RrQrVtHQwxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/75HJcBhCxrE/s1600-h/RIMG0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094744730350174994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" 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href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_82eryqlY0yU/RrQrVtHQwxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/75HJcBhCxrE/s72-c/RIMG0148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-1594726182510513604</id><published>2007-03-25T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T06:03:59.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To keep your lovely face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever before my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let this be my prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make it my strong desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That in my secret heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No other love compares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No rival throne survives and i serve only you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saw this song while preparing for worship tmr. its damn cool. haha. short but cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess as i find myself entertaining thoughts of how meaningless, tiring and sian each day can become (econs test helps) it strikes me how far my goals have deviated from God's purpose for me. dunno if that makes sense. but ya. just a QT thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-1594726182510513604?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-1474188162175021451</id><published>2007-03-17T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T05:16:38.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>audrey says:LOUIS DIE DIE DIE LOUIS DIEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;louis says:why&lt;br /&gt;louis says:haha&lt;br /&gt;louis says:relax&lt;br /&gt;louis says:i haven studied too&lt;br /&gt;audrey says:i nv touch my work at all haha&lt;br /&gt;louis says:hahaha&lt;br /&gt;audrey says:HOMEWORK ALSO NV TOUCH&lt;br /&gt;louis says:yeah&lt;br /&gt;louis says:same&lt;br /&gt;audrey says:whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm quite dead. i did study a bit of chem. but i haven done anything else. bleh. got chem ws, econs essay and math ws. thats okay actually. but the maths test is the one i'm bloody scared abt. sigh. help! been training too much. zzz. think my mum's quite upset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-1474188162175021451?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/1474188162175021451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=1474188162175021451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/1474188162175021451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/1474188162175021451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2007/03/audrey-sayslouis-die-die-die-louis.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-5531533842517787406</id><published>2007-03-15T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T04:44:28.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TRUST HIS HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things work for our good&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes we can't see how they could&lt;br /&gt;Struggles that break our hearts in two&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes blinds us to the truth&lt;br /&gt;Our Father knows what is best for us&lt;br /&gt;His ways are not our own&lt;br /&gt;So when your pathway grows dim&lt;br /&gt;And you just can't see him&lt;br /&gt;Remember you're never alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;God is too wise to be mistaken&lt;br /&gt;God is too good to be unkind&lt;br /&gt;So when you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;When you don't see his plan&lt;br /&gt;When you can't trace his hand&lt;br /&gt;Trust his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees the masterplan&lt;br /&gt;He holds the future in his hand&lt;br /&gt;So don't live as those who have no hope&lt;br /&gt;All our hope is found in Him&lt;br /&gt;We see the present clearly&lt;br /&gt;But he sees the first and the last&lt;br /&gt;And like a tapestry&lt;br /&gt;He's weaving you and me&lt;br /&gt;To someday be just like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He alone is fathful and true&lt;br /&gt;He alone knows what is best for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this song today. Lyrics are really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me to trust that the way you want is whats best, beyond what i can presently see. That no matter what you love me too much to test me beyond what i can bear.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-5531533842517787406?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/5531533842517787406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=5531533842517787406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/5531533842517787406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/5531533842517787406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2007/03/trust-his-heart-all-things-work-for-our.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-1553028428542631999</id><published>2007-03-10T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T05:22:35.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Oh what i would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of faith it takes to climb out of this boat i'm in onto the crashing waves&lt;br /&gt;To step out of my comfort zone into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is&lt;br /&gt;and he's holding out his hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times i've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The waves they keep on telling me time and time again&lt;br /&gt;"boy you never win, you never win"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says "Do not be afraid"&lt;br /&gt;and the voice of truth says "This is for my glory"&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;oh what i would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of strength it takes to stand before a  giant with just a sling and a stone&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors&lt;br /&gt;Shaking in their armor wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the giants calling out my name and he laughs at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me  of all times i've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The giant keeps on telling me time and time again&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you never win, you never win"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Casting Crowns Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i need your strength, need you to be more real to me. Clinging on but its not easy. Let every experience be it success or disappointments lead me closer to you. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-1553028428542631999?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/1553028428542631999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=1553028428542631999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/1553028428542631999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/1553028428542631999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2007/03/verse-1-oh-what-i-would-do-to-have-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-5969343825798371154</id><published>2007-03-05T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T05:00:00.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Praise you in this storm by Casting Crowns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure by now God you would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;and wiped our tears away, stepped in and saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say amen that it's still raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the thunder rolls, I barely hear your whisper through the rain, I'm with you   &lt;br /&gt;and as your mercy falls I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And i'll praise you in this storm, and i will lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;that you are who you are, no matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;and every tear I've cried you hold in your hand&lt;br /&gt;you never left my side and though my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;I will praise you in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="ch" onmousemove="'showAcc(" onclick="return false" onmouseout="tc('tip') " href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember when I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;you heard my cry you raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;my strength is almost gone how can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;if I can't find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the thunder rolls, I barely hear your whisper through the rain, I'm with you  &lt;br /&gt;and as your mercy falls I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills,  where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="ch" onmousemove="'showAcc(" onclick="return false" onmouseout="tc('tip') " href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My help comes from the Lord,   the maker of heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="ch" onmousemove="'showAcc(" onclick="return false" onmouseout="tc('tip') " href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills,  where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord,   the maker of heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this song. Especially the bridge. I think the first verse speaks to the hearts of so many christians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-5969343825798371154?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/5969343825798371154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=5969343825798371154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/5969343825798371154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/5969343825798371154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2007/03/praise-you-in-this-storm-by-casting.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-4716881795928601872</id><published>2007-03-04T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:59:02.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>need to study for bio!&lt;br /&gt;haha. tg it got pushed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like going to church recently. but its not like i'm backsliding. i still love God and the worship the school has sometimes. i dunno. sunday school can be so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was quite a bad day. haha. bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-4716881795928601872?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/4716881795928601872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=4716881795928601872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/4716881795928601872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/4716881795928601872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2007/03/need-to-study-for-bio-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-117108033350951374</id><published>2007-02-09T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:05:33.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i carn believe apollo won drama fest. sim chun was so pissed i think. heh. but i thought artermis would win. but anyhow. its 200 points. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'm going to make sure i recover properly this time. though over the past few days where i got sick again i ate prata chickenrice and chickenwings. so ya. i must stop. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to prepare worship. and i hate preparing it not cos i don't like worshiping God but cos i feel that its super hard to think of sth to say. and i feel like i'm somewhat being forced to do it even though i really don't think i can. at least for this week la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-117108033350951374?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/117108033350951374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=117108033350951374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/117108033350951374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/117108033350951374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-carn-believe-apollo-won-drama-fest.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-117025662463225172</id><published>2007-01-31T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:17:04.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-117025662463225172?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/117025662463225172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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life is quite gd. i like my class! HAHA. anw. just before i go pls pray for me ya. there is this big storm going ard. yeah. and ppl have died cosof it. so ya. pls pls uphold me in prayer. the plane journey and wihle i'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116928621356369745?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116928621356369745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116928621356369745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116928621356369745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116928621356369745'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i'm blogging here cos someone wants me to blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya. i haven had the time to really usethe com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i have decided to come up with a rough new year resolution list&lt;br /&gt;-not to take ppl for granted&lt;br /&gt;-do qt regularly ( i ALWAYS say this but nvr do it) and fill in the prayer note book&lt;br /&gt;-be more decisive and follow&lt;br /&gt;-lose weight ( i actually managed to this year :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short la but can add here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i made a decision at last. that i'm going to manage my time better. i guess i've tried hard enough to be nice. and its honestly quite hard. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation was so damn boring. grr. damn dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116783300142320457?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116680649975861785</id><published>2006-12-22T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T08:54:59.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i had a terrible day :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks yen for talking to me abt it and trying to find out. i really treasure the way you always come and find me on your own once you know i'm unhappy and stuff. it helps :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116680649975861785?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116680649975861785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116680649975861785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116680649975861785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116680649975861785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116541254672792035</id><published>2006-12-06T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T05:42:26.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i realised that i actually do have outstanding fines on my library account. but they still allow me to borrow books so i don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading the neil gaiman book. right from the start he has like sexual connortations over some elven girl's curves. i think all his books are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some evil person forgot to bring nail polish remover so i sat on the bus today and tried like damn hard to scratch it off. then this like 60 year old man started like having the constipated look that ppl only have when they are suppressing a smile and looking at his fingernails. embarrassing. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear motorola service ppl are stupid. i rejected their quotation for the repair of my phone. and i wanted to collect my phone. so i was like. jsut give me the phone. nothing was done to it. but NO. they just HAD to make me sit there and take a queue number. they told me 15min. but i was there for 1 whole hour. everyone before me took damn long. i only took 30secs. my next phone is going to be nokia. screw beckham and motorola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116541254672792035?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116541254672792035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116541254672792035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116541254672792035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116541254672792035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-i-realised-that-i-actually-do.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116489490088971486</id><published>2006-11-30T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T05:55:00.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got bullied... by an evil person. lol&lt;br /&gt;now my nails are like all pink. except the index fingers cos they've all chipped off. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my mum hasn't noticed though.&lt;br /&gt;very surprising.&lt;br /&gt;both my tuition students have noticed cos they have to see me writing. my 8 year old nephew has agreed not to tell my mum. hahaha. cute&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116435233654035199</id><published>2006-11-23T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:12:16.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST GO TO THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCwKbUVyHLY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCwKbUVyHLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUST ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESP IF YOU ARE A GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116435233654035199?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116435233654035199/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116412043276682693</id><published>2006-11-21T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:47:12.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. SOMEONE is making me reply my tags. so alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaixian: hahaha. yup it rocked. sorry couldn't sit with you though.&lt;br /&gt;grace: i called you a few times lorh. you didn't pick up all. your dajie wanted to fetch you i think&lt;br /&gt;jacksonn: i think its boring too. lets get bull den go out. that lame image consultant.&lt;br /&gt;ben: joseph sucks to the core. shut up abt gorillas. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;sc: hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. i know you want it there. dun pretend...&lt;br /&gt;xuanwen: hi grace! you are the pervert lorh. what was with your b*** that day. you know you want to tag lor.&lt;br /&gt;nic C: yeah. he should just die.&lt;br /&gt;liyuan: hahahahahahahha. oops. i'm sure you know. i dun see how you could have got that from my blog. dun act innocent lorh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116412043276682693?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116412043276682693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116412043276682693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116412043276682693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116412043276682693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116394020680319045</id><published>2006-11-19T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T04:43:26.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what. the. hell.</title><content type='html'>i actually feel so good today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i have to talk abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seah is a complete screwed up guy la. wa lao. just cos she rejected him he thinks its my fault la. wa lao. should look at himself first la. wa seh. like a old grandma know. keep bringing up things of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quotes from his blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike the textbook, history, will repeat itself, in a totally different way. though not the same, the idea is similar.&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone here thought conflicts can blow over, thats undoubtedly the most effective way or returning back to peace, but its definitely not the best way to solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i prefer to solve problems, than let it blow over, lazily.&lt;br /&gt;i heard gorillas are lazy, maybe our ancestors can tell us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf right? what did i do this time la. i think he bears grudges la. loser shit. just cos i told him the right way to handle his evyonne situation was to give her some space and let the thing blow over. he comes and harp on this for like what? 3 months? sick leh. i think he has some issues la. like erectile dysfunction or sth. thats why he is so frustrated for so long. though its kind of proven his erection doesn't do much. what can 8 cm do. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the best part of his entry was this...&lt;br /&gt;"if no one solves conflicts, there's bound to be more. thats what some 1.00 students need to learn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell... but the best thing was something this anonymous guy posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i heard seahs are assholes. pi gu tong.maybe joseph can tell us more.^^thats what some 1.88 assholes need to learn '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha. what the hell. i mean after all joseph thinks he is damn smart what. yeah. 'smart'. no idea how he got 1.88 anyway. anyway. it wasn't me. but whoever did it. respect.&lt;br /&gt;i've nvr hated anyone this much leh. really. i seriously dun get his point! what did i even do to him la. haven spoken to him in like what? 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simchun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis says:as in. i dun get his point leh. really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:neither do i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:thats exactly whats funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:he's like randoming thruout the post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:so its quite entertaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:i bet he thinks that his entire post is full of wise thoughts and profound shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis says:i think its erectile dysfunction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:nah he can erect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:its just that you can't tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:nobody can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis says:hahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis says:yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis says:8cm what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sc! says:i thought 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louis says:i think my 1 year all nephew has a better erection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my HP friends. going to miss them so much next year. sigh. haha. its going to be hard to chose between HP or sunday school chalet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116394020680319045?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116394020680319045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116394020680319045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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selfish and like demanding. fuck you. so damn sickening. you know why. cos besides all the humoring you keep living in your stupid fantasy world. everyone else is damn normal la. ah. i want to strangle you. fucking screw off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116291672725085063?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116291672725085063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116291672725085063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116291672725085063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116291672725085063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-irritating-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116187342729283763</id><published>2006-10-26T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T07:37:07.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got back my results today. so damn happy cos my maths got moderated and i got an a1. so my mean subject grade is what. 1.1. yeah. a1 for 2 math, 3 science and 3 humans, my chinese was the a2. yup. haha. and guess what... i'm 20th in class. wtf?!?! but nvm. damn happy alr. and we set a hwa chong record. 1.11 mean subject grade for 4H. haha. best class ever. we rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. grad night was superb. it was like so many ppl dressed up and everything. haha. power. took like over 200 photos on my cam. i think i took like 300 in total. must go get ppl send me. sat with the humanities ppl. damn happy. its like i went to hilton with jonathan. and we were saying how 4 years ago we went tgt for the primary school grad night also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the nights you remember loads of friends. atmosphere was damn good. except the part where our 'president' yuan zhang had to go up and give a highly self conceited talk. which no one gave a damn abt and wanted him to go off. but yeah... what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIC. humans in celebration. we rocked again. won like i think 4 out of 7 prizes available including best overall play. adrian and johnson and his gf came down. and i won best supporting actor. i have the video. can ask me for it. haha. jasmine wanted to come after i met her in the afternoon to disturb her. lol. but couldn't la. thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans program for proed rocks la. i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116187342729283763?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116187342729283763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116187342729283763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116187342729283763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116187342729283763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-got-back-my-results-today.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-116100805059208358</id><published>2006-10-16T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T07:14:10.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. exams are sort of over. so i'm finally updating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got papers back. i got a2 for chinese la!!! damn happy. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yf is quite boring actually. i dun need counselling but just saying. so dun give me two sense worth of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hic dance is quite cool. just that its damn hard to do so we'll probably need a lot of practice. its harder than the indian dnace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rjc has a better open house than we did la. though the atmosphere was damn cold. but the facilities were damn good. and the wind is damn power la. like some fan blowing at full speed. hc no wind wan. damn stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think jiang tuition center is damn waste time la. wa lao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-116100805059208358?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/116100805059208358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=116100805059208358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/116100805059208358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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want to go out la. but carn cos need to study. and i'm not really studying properly past 2 days. damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are damn disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who make use of their authority to satisfy their pms urges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who are deliberately insensitive and decide to torment a person by being unreasonable and a prick and going on to say stuff that is obviously intended to agitate. hypocrite. not refering to myself. but i experienced it before and now i'm seeing someone else get it so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115900668529305975?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115900668529305975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i hope you realise that of cos it was damn fun for you. but do take note that it wasn't at all pleasant for me. its not that i didn't keep my promise, i just dun think you are much different from before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115736650891802516?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115736650891802516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115736650891802516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115736650891802516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115736650891802516'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115556894482511934</id><published>2006-08-14T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T08:22:27.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Besides that, its about time to start keeping watch around. Because its really interesting to see how someone would actually murder himself over the size of the genitals, and as i am saying this, Ben Wu please do not look down at your groin area. We don't need you to hit the news tomorrow morning yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. ben wu is crazy. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people out there reading this. i have an annoucement to make. mr. tok keyed in my new weight and height into the computor. and i'm not overweight anymore! because i grew 2cm and lost 1 kg. HA. yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die. i haven finished my bio and english.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115556894482511934?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115556894482511934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115556894482511934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115556894482511934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115556894482511934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/08/besides-that-its-about-time-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115539441780129571</id><published>2006-08-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T07:53:37.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from tuition. and scott wong walked into my chinese class. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for soccer this morning. had to strap my ankle cos i think i strained it the day before. i went onto the field kicked the ball a few times and felt it was very loose. so had to strap it. its really tiring la, the training. but i want to go again. haha. the coach kept asking daryl to stop showing his thighs cos he kept pulling up his shorts. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back really tired. studied. slept. missed adrian's message. wasted la. but i was too tired to go i think. and i had my like cousin's housewarming to go to. which i left after eating because i was quite moody with all the introductions being made and i was still tired anyway. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. run out of things to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115539441780129571?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115539441780129571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115539441780129571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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which really looks like the kind grandma's wear. she keeps scaring my baby nephew. den he cries. and she gives that sheepish look, behind her pair of thick rimmed china glasses. haha. cute. 3 kids is a lot to babysit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click is a dumb show. its not even like. funny. just amusing. but not the LOL kind. but... kate beckinsale is the best man. she rocks. bernard and damien watched lakehouse together after me and paul decided two movies was too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum wants to watch lakehouse so i think i'll watch with her. date my mum leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantasized with sylvia TAN about how we were going to report joseph to the police. den kim really thought we were going to do it. relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to start revising soon. someone pass me a study list or sth. i need one quite badly. haha. i'm lazy to collate one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115496533026412179</id><published>2006-08-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T08:42:10.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was actually quite good just that i went all the way to aljunied for a camp comm meeting. which turned out to have been changed to harbor front. i was honestly damn pissed. but what to do. they all older what. carn really complain anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is funfair. zzz i just want to play soccer, and watch movie and now sleep. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115496533026412179?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115496533026412179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115496533026412179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115496533026412179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115496533026412179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-actually-quite-good-just.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115479935097351476</id><published>2006-08-05T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T10:35:50.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate it when ppl backstab.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when ppl try to act popular&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when ppl blog stuff like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi sylvia, as i type not i have smsed you already, but thinking about what i actually want, i rather you hate me and distance yourself from me. Your best friend thinks i'm a loser, and by telling your stuff about him puts you in a spot, not just with yourself but with your closer friends.Its better that you stay away from me, because i don't want to put you in a spot. -cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dun know a shit. and they dun know what the meaning of best fren is. and they are like totally unaware of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone please tell him what an ass he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but forget it la. this is my blog and i'm just complaining. doing anything more would be a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nicole for teh comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'brave'&lt;br /&gt;-simchun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115479935097351476?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115479935097351476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115479935097351476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115479935097351476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115479935097351476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-it-when-ppl-backstab.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115470374819455472</id><published>2006-08-04T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T08:02:28.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually. i decided to drop it. but something really interesting happened in school today. which i think i must like post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Joseph&lt;br /&gt;L-Liyan&lt;br /&gt;S-Sylvia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- Your best friend is pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;S- huh why aiya what happened? [i was already quite sick of this whole joseph bash louis-louis bash joseph thing,hence the siannified tone.]&lt;br /&gt;J- To him every problem is like a math question.Get to the answer then end of story.This Heck care attitude to his “friends” (not me) is really irritating.&lt;br /&gt;S- huh who?haiya.&lt;br /&gt;J- It’s his very own dance partner.Obviously now there’s this big thing happening over that side not concerning me but all he bothered was “clearing his name” [not concerning you then you get your big kaypo ass involved for what?]&lt;br /&gt;S- wait i’m damn confused what happened?&lt;br /&gt;J- Just know that he wasn’t being sensitive to one of them will do.Such a disappointment that Hwachong should produce someone so crass. [uhh.hello?jing wanted to reply “you are obviously a pot so please stop calling the kettle black.” LOL.but seriously,take a look at yourself first la okay.]&lt;br /&gt;S- don’t insult your school la. [i honestly had nothing to say already.]&lt;br /&gt;J- It’s serious.He’s like so unfeeling can?He doesn’t seem to know what ethics and morals are. [like you do?!why the hell will someone with “ethics and morals” go bitch to someone about their best friend??]&lt;br /&gt;S- kay la enough alry can.[first time]&lt;br /&gt;J- Enough?No..I’m the one who has had enough of people like him labelling me an idiot when I don’t deserve it. [suuuuuuuure you don’t deserve it.sure.by here i was damn pissed off alry.and i was damn balck face.so liyan replied.]&lt;br /&gt;L- Shut the fuck up lah. –liyan. [and then she said some other stuff that i forgot.i should have saved my sent messages.]&lt;br /&gt;J- Liyan if being a friend is accommodating everything bad about that person you aren’t being a very good friend.(the following is on liyan’s phone)&lt;br /&gt;L- what right do you have to lecture me on what kind of friend i am.ceyong has been accommodating your flaws since the day he met you,if that’s not being accommodating,then what is?&lt;br /&gt;J- what right do you have to (somethingsomethingsomething) [this is on her phone.] and you don’t have to use such beautiful language on me cos (somethingsomethingsomething).&lt;br /&gt;L- yeah i shouldn’t cos it’s wasted. [and some more stuff that i can’t remember.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile,back on my phone:&lt;br /&gt;J- I don’t see the need to resort to improper language to get my point across.If you think i’m talking bullShit i can just mind my own business.At the end of he day i won’t lose out for not reminding you or gain anything for reminding you.Consider for your “best friend” [he IS my best friend, not “best friend”.he’s not my so-called best friend,he IS my best friend.get it straight.]&lt;br /&gt;S- look can we like stop talking about this.now. [second time]&lt;br /&gt;J- Yes we can.When people stop being narrow-minded and bother listening in the first place.That way we will have a common understanding. [fucking insulted me.sarcastic asshole.and please look at yourself first,how many times you ask me for advice,i gave it,you ignored me and then regretted it.and you say “people like us” don’t listen.wtf?]&lt;br /&gt;S- Just drop it la. [third time]&lt;br /&gt;J- Not you.Please do not misinterpret.You didn’t blast off at me protecting your friend mindlessly.You are more than that. [implied that liyan is shallow and mindless.bastard you can’t insult 2 of my closest friends and get away with it okay.]&lt;br /&gt;S- I said stop it la okay. [fourth time]&lt;br /&gt;J- I didn’t wanna bring this up.He walked right into it. [hello like,who messaged me first?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only stupid people bitch like that to the best friends. honestly. i'm tired of this lah. honestly. let him do what he wants. post what he wants. my friends know what i really am anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115470374819455472?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115470374819455472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115470374819455472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115470374819455472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115470374819455472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/08/actually.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115462021915975035</id><published>2006-08-03T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T08:50:19.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joseph can go gfy cos i carn understand him. really. he is screwing himself again. stupid. damn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all the time i'm going to waste today typing abt his stupid saga which he is blowing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i did okay for my chem and history. though i think the marking for hist was really unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laura ng pushed back our test thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite tired. er. just for church ppl to know. i think i'm quitting outreach subcom. yeah. cos like. really no time. yeah. i have yet to tell js cos i haven't met him also la. but yeah. i'm going to soon. i'll probably stay in the camp one. if i can manage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven done my lit assignment. and ben got to go to hong kong. its unfair. really. cos he has so long to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i dun really like posting vague posts anymore. but ya. just bear with me, cos no choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why you are making so much noise. or why you want to swear at my face for some reason. how many times must i tell you i dun hate you or that i'm not comspiring to take revenge on you. yes. okay. and i've not been avoiding you. gosh! and it is really my test week. and you ask me out at times that are really inconvenient. i am genuinely busy! so stop thinking i'm not and that i'm faking it to avoid you. because there is nothing to avoid. and we are just good friends. so ya, sometimes because of circumstances its hard to talk regularly all the time. we will catch up when i have finished my stuff ok? as i've promised and intend to keep. so no need to talk abt starving to death or slashing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115462021915975035?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115462021915975035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115462021915975035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115462021915975035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115462021915975035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/08/joseph-can-go-gfy-cos-i-carn.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115444388573016062</id><published>2006-08-01T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:51:25.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rujun sad case. haha. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian dance is now over. last performance was really good. simchun was damn funny. haha. yeah. hopefully its not on youtube. thanks everyone. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115444388573016062?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115444388573016062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115444388573016062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115444388573016062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115444388573016062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/08/rujun-sad-case.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115415944897906385</id><published>2006-07-29T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:50:49.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>liyan is complaining to me about joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ BERNANDO. WHOS GOING FOR CABARET MSG ME NOW NOW NOW NOW. says:&lt;br /&gt;he said you bully him&lt;br /&gt;♥ BERNANDO. WHOS GOING FOR CABARET MSG ME NOW NOW NOW NOW. says:&lt;br /&gt;and i think nobody really wanted to ask&lt;br /&gt;♥ BERNANDO. WHOS GOING FOR CABARET MSG ME NOW NOW NOW NOW. says:&lt;br /&gt;then i just talked to syl like "louis never come online yettttttttt i wanna tell him something HAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;♥ BERNANDO. WHOS GOING FOR CABARET MSG ME NOW NOW NOW NOW. says:&lt;br /&gt;then we talk talk talk then joseph was like " okay i feel kinda left out..... i think i hang up then let you all talk lah"&lt;br /&gt;♥ BERNANDO. WHOS GOING FOR CABARET MSG ME NOW NOW NOW NOW. says:&lt;br /&gt;i bet he wanted someone to beg him to stay&lt;br /&gt;♥ BERNANDO. WHOS GOING FOR CABARET MSG ME NOW NOW NOW NOW. says:&lt;br /&gt;but syl was like "errrr anything lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is complaining abt him... tsktsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. i bet he is trying to hit on syl la. what 'correct people' if he try anything on my bf i'll like bash him up. hahahaha. right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian dance practise was quite ok la. saw some junior sc gals playing soccer dne wanted to play. hai. in the end played a bit. saw lishan :0. but took a while to register her face. she was booking vicki... quite strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think when you know your good fren likes someone you by right shouldn't go and interfere. not nice la. i dunno. but thats just what i think. i may be wrong. dun flame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my physics test and bio tests both screwed up. i'm sure i'm dead this term. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby is going out with joseybaby! omg. thats it man. hahahahahaha. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole: you are pervy. and no i dun think the world has many small c's. and NO i'm not going to kiss joseybaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim: 3 hours is seriously damn little la. find evelyn's blog please. haha. no i dunno the rest of their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victoria: i'm not crazy. you are. hahaha. she is OK la. what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115415944897906385?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115415944897906385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115415944897906385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115415944897906385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115415944897906385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/07/liyan-is-complaining-to-me-about.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115391975708192099</id><published>2006-07-26T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T06:15:57.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz. why must i be subject to angst and emo stuff.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spasming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me for the convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait. you know today i found out that he wanted to bash vicki up and bash me along as well if i dared to stand in the way. so i shall show a portion of the convo. since that part isn't exactly his emo and private stuff. i wonder why i bother to keep it private anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just shut up la! says:&lt;br /&gt;i think you should jsut leave bong alone&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can convert a .VOB file to .MPEG for me? says:&lt;br /&gt;yes i have been&lt;br /&gt;just shut up la! says:&lt;br /&gt;and put thoughts of bashing vicki up or me (if i stand in the way) aside&lt;br /&gt;just shut up la! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can convert a .VOB file to .MPEG for me? says:&lt;br /&gt;that was in a moment of anger&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can convert a .VOB file to .MPEG for me? says:&lt;br /&gt;do you think i can bash you&lt;br /&gt;just shut up la! says:&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;just shut up la! says:&lt;br /&gt;haha. you can certainly try&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can convert a .VOB file to .MPEG for me? says:&lt;br /&gt;no way&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can convert a .VOB file to .MPEG for me? says:&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can convert a .VOB file to .MPEG for me? says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm humji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOLD YOU RIGHT! I TOLD YOU! HE HAS A SMALL C! ok. it should be SMALL c!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. dun mind me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115391975708192099?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115391975708192099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115391975708192099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115391975708192099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115391975708192099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/07/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115391843406298162</id><published>2006-07-26T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T05:53:54.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just visited Vicki's blog which is located at http://thebakasaru.livejournal.comin the latest entry i found this comment. I salute this person. Not because he seemed to side me,( i emphasize that he did not) and i don't know him either.i would say the maturity of this person, whoever you are, is much beyond my level of comprehension.just thought i would like to share what he said, because his line of thought is quite close to what i've been feeling since Vicki posted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------Copied from thebakasaru without permission-----------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to vicki:i think the way you responded to this whole issue shows just how immature you are. i am not taking anyone's side here but just to point it out to you, you mentioned that joseph accused you of certain things which may not be true. of course, you would be pissed. anyone would've. but i hope you would realise by now that in the later part of this entry you are actually doing the exact same thing that joseph did to piss you off. you assumed certain things about him and that, i felt, wasn't the best way i thought you could have reacted to the situation. it was quite insensitive of you to post this whole thing on your livejournal for everyone and anyone to read. you did mention that if anyone in the other schools knew about this he would twist things around, but did you ever take into consideration the fact that by posting these entries regarding this whole saga, you are making it difficult for joseph to not fight back against the rumours and stories going around after people read entries like these? he is human after all and i'm sure you would have done the same thing in his position in self-defence. ultimately, this matter is between Bong and Joseph and for you as her friend, i think it is not entirely your right to bash someone whom Bong still regards as a friend, no matter how much you dislike or hate him. you may or may not like what i am saying to you (since you don't know who i am anyway) but i am just giving you an outsider's opinion on this whole issue and i would like to emphasise once again that i am not taking sides with anyone here. cheers&lt;/p&gt;-----------------------Copied from joseybaby without permission------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. sorry. couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its him. sorry. i really think it is. hahaha. it sounds like him la. who on earth. (if its a him) would post such a retarded statement about someone you don't know. its him la. ITS HIM. I'M CONVINCED. i just need someone to prove it. PLS&gt;&lt;. teach vicki how to check ip addresses. i'm so damn sure its him. ok. stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shit. he is talking to me. why! wei she mo! someone! anyone! save me!!! hahaha. i'm getting a bit drama. its damn boring. sigh. doesn't monosyllabic answers cut it as 'i'm not interested...' SIGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115391843406298162?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115391843406298162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115391843406298162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115391843406298162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115391843406298162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-visited-vickis-blog-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115365741195690261</id><published>2006-07-23T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T05:23:31.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>indian dance on racial harmony day was damn good.&lt;br /&gt;everything went according to plan so that was like. really unexpected. except that sim chun's pants fell halfway during our first performance. i MUST get the video somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is thanking everyone so i think i shall also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who are in the dance cos it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that. i think joseph should seriously stop talking abt the C and S thing. and explaining it his own way. its just. i dunno. damn retarded. someone should tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with the sc ppl and joseph and glenn and rujin. argh. i dun like going out with him to town. but yeah. considering i'll probably nvr get a chance to go out with some of them again... it was fun la in the end. thank god i went. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today church was... OK. i wanted to stay up for the message. in the end i went down to the con room to talk to people. ok. thats wrong. i know it. and i wanted to eat the laksa today. but didn't get a chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had a worship training for guys today. but i didn't attend cos i wanted to leave early. but my parents when to visit tom at the hospital so they were late. yeah. they say he looks ok but is quite depressed. must pray for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw jasmine preparing sunday school in the morning. yeseterday was her birthday so yeah. haha. last minute. but it turned out fine la. i didn't really feel like participating. the content part was okok. but i thought the reflection part was pretty good. we did amos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how hard do you think it was for teh israelites to be restored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den she talked about how much we actually do not want to restore our relationship with God. i guess thats true. especially when it involves so much sacrifice per say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. yeah. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i FINISHED MY HRP!&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy i went to pee straight after that. (really!)&lt;br /&gt;ok. lame pun.  though its true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115365741195690261?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115365741195690261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115365741195690261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115365741195690261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115365741195690261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/07/indian-dance-on-racial-harmony-day-was.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-115332018631707392</id><published>2006-07-19T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T07:59:36.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm kind of sick and i didn'treally have time to see the doctor. liyan got so fed up with me eating KFC and drinking loads of Pepsi without taking medication that she went to buy strepsils and panadol for me and passed me today before i went back for the dance. thanks man. you rock. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had indian dance. it was actually quite alright. evelyn and sim chun looked really funny. evelyn needs to relax. i think she is going to complain to some teacher or sth. but heck. it doesn't really matter. everyone got really excited today and started gossiping a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were making fun of joseph and he didn't even get it. sigh. i think he is very poor thing. sigh. i carn say here. but its abt C and S. and he PRETENDED TO KNOW what we were talking abt. den laughed like mad also. i mean like. how can it be that the thing we told him was so funny he laugh until like that. wl. i feel damn mean. but all of us were spasming when he extended the joke. which was actually just him making fun of himself. sad leh. if anyone did that to me i'll kill them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i just like sat down and like tried to play some hymns and sang a bit. wa seh. i dunno. it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my desire&lt;br /&gt;to honor you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from i give you my heart. i find it funny how so many times when we have praise and worship we can feel so connected to God. but when we live our lives we just forget everything and throw them aside. do what we want. yet the next day when we are by ourselves we can sing of how it is our desire to honor him. i dunno. it feels hypocritical sometimes. so much so that it reaches a point whereby its hard to come before God and repent when you know you aren't willing to change what has become just too comfortable. yup. and thats somehow scary. because until we can let go we can never truely be able to worship him. yet letting go and making an effort is somehow so impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like stop being mean to some ppl. hahahaha. which is damn hard. especially when they are making fun of themselves as well. but yeah. anyway. thats why we need to pray. christian life is about going out of your comfort zone and struggling because we can never be perfect (thats kind of why it sucks sometimes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we find it too easy somethings probably wrong. haha. got that from yen.clarify: this is not angst. quite obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why laura ng is interfering with debates and sending some 'gifted program' people who haven had any debating experience for the live telecast interschool's debates. whats her problem? sigh. obviously you need to send debaters for such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to start studying soon... (HINT TO LUCAS)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-115332018631707392?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/115332018631707392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=115332018631707392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115332018631707392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/115332018631707392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-kind-of-sick-and-i-didntreally-have.html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=114744478729810656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/114744478729810656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/114744478729810656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-114517882327804894</id><published>2006-04-16T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:13:43.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo. nvr post for so long. nearly forgot my password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post more often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait. how many ppl actually still visit this.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do pls leave a tag ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-114517882327804894?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/114517882327804894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=114517882327804894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/114517882327804894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/114517882327804894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/04/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113846159631860532</id><published>2006-01-28T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:19:56.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah.cny. more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. no its not cos you are not bugging me that i'm posting this juliet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been fine. resting well. damn tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. realised i nvr update this for damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113846159631860532?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113846159631860532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113846159631860532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113846159631860532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113846159631860532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/01/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113707542271265094</id><published>2006-01-12T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T06:17:02.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big thank you to Juliet fu liyuan for helping me to up my tagboard at 11pm last night. haha.&lt;br /&gt;even though she edited all my previous blogs template as well and laughed at my password. haha. yup. hope you weren't too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. since the tagboard is up i shall post. as promised.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short one lah. cos i got a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a bit stressed out now. hm. 4 canoeing trainings and 3 debate trainings next week. i think i'm going to die... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. smsed yen in class today. i think i sms in class everyday. and its like. no one else in my class does it lah. cept Ron who sits next to me. bleh. feel so wrong. but my class is nerd class lah. playing soccer seems wrong too. haha. so i guess its fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. church this sat. going to pray with grace. yup. i think thats a much better idea lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i got diarrhea, shit like 5 times yesterday. even in the night lah tsk. break my sleep. its like super stupid. jasmine also. hers worse lah cos she got mc 2 days. (weaker immune system... haha. kidding) daryl also had it. its beng quan's food lah. i'm sure. i heard even she got sick. the chicken wings not cooked enough. haha. alright. the outing was super fun anyway. jasmine fetched me cos juliet had to get her glasses. wonder what she looks like in them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn sian lah. really. school very very boring. urgh. can sleep. now got air con class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is painted and rearranged alerady. completely. waiting for the cupboards. i carn believe i got that much books. just story books alone i got like so many can. if one day you guys come my place i'll show you. assement books also. since like damn long ago. i dunno how i got so many. i nvr do most of them. i always tell my mum to buy one den she buys like a lot. heh. waste money only....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bday on 5th feb. haha. already decided. cos chuan yi has the same bday. go for this rgs concert probably on 4th den stayover or sth till 5th feb. but its like. hmmm. got church lah. dunno if i can a not. me and chuan yi are like buying ecah other bags. hahahahahaha. of cos after we have chosen the one we wanted lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;tired liao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113707542271265094?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113707542271265094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113707542271265094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113707542271265094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113707542271265094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113621132074170479</id><published>2006-01-02T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T06:15:20.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>air con class next year! haha. yes! and i got janey sim as my english teacher!!!! yay. i'm so happy. she is the cute teacher i talked abt. haha. no i dun crush her. lol. its like damn power sia. she taught me in sec 2. haha. i'm just damn happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starting already. probably wun update so much. ok lah, i dun update much anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113621132074170479?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113621132074170479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113621132074170479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113621132074170479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113621132074170479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2006/01/air-con-class-next-year-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113596105099399023</id><published>2005-12-30T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T08:44:11.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiritually:&lt;br /&gt;- go to yf regularly even though i'm busy, esp when i'm busy (not so much of church cos its like sort of garenteed)&lt;br /&gt;- do qt more (sigh, i just carn seem to do it even though its always on the list)- pray more ( i guess i sort of did a bit more this year but can improve)- be a better testimony ( better than i was this year or less terrible than i was&lt;br /&gt;-be more responsible in outreach and maybe camp comm, if i decide to join&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academically (school related lah):&lt;br /&gt;- 1.00 msg. hahaha. woohoo. ok lah below 1.5 for end of year. below 2.00 per term. ( its going to be damn hard)&lt;br /&gt;- discipline ( i need it like hell)- do more hw and hand it in on time&lt;br /&gt;- erm, do my OWN projects, not copied&lt;br /&gt;- not get into any disciplinary trouble (haha, believe it or not i haven't)- be nice to my teachers (haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra CCA&lt;br /&gt;- go for 90% of canoeing trainings&lt;br /&gt;- dun slack&lt;br /&gt;- get into finals&lt;br /&gt;- colors award?&lt;br /&gt;- win championship? haha ( as a team)&lt;br /&gt;- go regularly for debate trainings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;- be responsible (haha)&lt;br /&gt;- not waste money&lt;br /&gt;- be truthful with my mum (depends...)&lt;br /&gt;- not piss off my mum and be nicer to her ( its both ways lah eh.)&lt;br /&gt;- do more housework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relational&lt;br /&gt;- be more willing to share ( i guess it'll help)&lt;br /&gt;- be more tolerant&lt;br /&gt;- be more willing to listen&lt;br /&gt;- be objective not critical- not be irritating&lt;br /&gt;- less selfish&lt;br /&gt;- mantain my friendships even if i'm busy(take initiative&lt;br /&gt;- more considerate, dun offend ppl&lt;br /&gt;- more responsible in my actions (heh.)&lt;br /&gt;- adhere to all my meetings with ppl and make time for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. my resolutions. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113596105099399023?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113596105099399023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113596105099399023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113596105099399023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113596105099399023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2005/12/resolutions-spiritually-go-to-yf.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113569442969969359</id><published>2005-12-27T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T06:40:29.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hey. oh man. my internet is finally finally up. wah. yay. so long leh. omg. realised how dependant i was on it. yeah. phew.i guess you nvr miss anything till they are not around. thats why i have posted in ages&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i wanted to extend this post on the camp but i guess its a bit late by now. so yeah. hmm. life has been great la. i mean like. better than normal i guess. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved all the christmas cards man. yay. haha. thank yuo zes for the nicest christmas card i've ever received. ah. too bad it was smashed. but nvm, i'll erm.. remember it. haha. yeah. its not symbolic i can assure u. hahahahaha. yup. we'll stay close frens no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks jie for just listening to me over the past few days where i've just struggled here and there. its been really great to have a sister like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks grace for the super long letter. haha. and for the chocs. sorry lah, couldn't buy anything for you in time. thanks for the compliment. i'm sure yo mean it. hahahahaha. we'll both cling on no matter what ok? haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you daryl for a super long card. heh. i'm super touched lah. lol. first time you wrote such a long long card. hahaha. yup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite surprised liyuan wrote to me lah. hmmm. haha. sort of saw her writing. its damn funny talking to her cos she has this damn weird expression for everything she says. its as if she wants to like mantain this cool dao expression. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jim got me this dogtag lah, but it was super cool lah. haha. though i have no where to hang it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i wrote to all of the yaps except for min and all the fu/foo s except for rosemary, anyway they all sort of wrote me sth except for her anyway. haha. nothing much to write anyway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sylvia tan! lol. want your card come and get from me and no i haven gotten yours.... heh.i'm quite high abt the cards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adrian is not back. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to zeslene's place for christmas. was super fun can. haha. i mean like, almost the whole yf was there. haha. making fun of juliet but she still didn't get it... oh man. hahaha. daryl was like asking me to stop it lorh. hahahahahaha. nvm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine can make fun of her own sister. wl. its wrong lorh. haha. whats wrong with a long card....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost in tennis to jim. arh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi is a super lame show, someone should just shoot bai ling.did't know she could speak french though&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas party rocked lah. haha. damn funny at some points. did the sound. haha. quite fun lah really. decorations was super fun to put up also. alright i know i'm sort of jumping abt, the order of events is not like that.but... who cares lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was power lah, changi prison. oh man. is prison food that good? ok it isn't. butdo teh inmates who cook this get to eat their food? nvm. ignore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace how could you say he was cute lorh.... wl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh pls.i still haven seen what they made of zq. hmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113569442969969359?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113569442969969359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113569442969969359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113569442969969359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113569442969969359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113405899534185024</id><published>2005-12-08T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T02:13:16.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had a bad training lah. was super tired. the sun was too crazy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. went for outreach meeting. heh. dunno lah. a lot of stff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;js asked me sth. dunno if i should join. must pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, must prepare worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juilet wants me to die.... arh....... lol. i shall nightmare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate outing man. damn fun. talkig and talking and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 'lets go to the beach, all of us, and walk and enjoy the scenery'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samuel(senior) ' you are really an SCGS gal leh, you actually think that all of us will be interested to go down and walk with you and enjoy your scenery'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of other funny things. yeah. it was good lah really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charm says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;charm says:&lt;br /&gt;you're priceless. wish you were in my batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. hahaha. we were talking abt art and loads of crap lahdamn fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate! omg...14 out of 18 of us were christians. hahaha yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were ppl like 21 years old there, seniors lah.yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113405899534185024?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113405899534185024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113405899534185024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113405899534185024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113405899534185024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-had-bad-training-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113368952663840653</id><published>2005-12-04T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:45:26.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry too. yeah, got a bit worked up. ok. lets just forget abt the whole thing. just finished tuition. damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin is coming over later. means i get to play with baby and everything again. hahaha. yay. dunno how long though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still trying to get my mum to buy the damn wireless. why carn she...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT A DAMN FLIRT.&lt;br /&gt;for god's sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was damn damn shocked when zq was crapping with me halfway den all of a sudden he asked me if i was torn between the 2... damn stunned lah, esp in the light of things that had happened... heh. too bad had to leave like seconds after that. joined lesson with js today. wl. damn lame sia. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go airport to send off my dad again. bleh. yeah. probably update later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113368952663840653?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113368952663840653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113368952663840653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113368952663840653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113368952663840653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-sorry-too.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113368946608797440</id><published>2005-12-04T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T01:44:26.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to see the sensei this morning cos my shoulder was really bad. (ethel arh, you good... hahaha.) this was the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. abstain from ALL ice water, preferably cold water2. abstain from ALL fried food3. Drink lots and lots of plain warm water4. lots of tonics5. i have water retension, which means i'm not fat, its just water, according to her lah. loads of it.6. my qi is wrong. 7. 6 months before i can be fit8. loose shoulder joints.9. could lead to ligament problems.10. improve a lot on diet.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a dying boy. sigh. its going to be hard. but i'm going to try lah. its good for me anyway. i like challenges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite depressing after clearing a back injury to find out taht your shoulder gives you problem. may need to rest for a month. i carn take this anymore lah. its very very sad lah ok. why must there be so many problems. after the gold medal it all went down cos of injuries lorh. i'm quite sure that if i persist with training i can get a medal this nationals no problem. but i'm unsure. sigh. why are things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i need to chill. that aside. today was quite a good day. i like attending weddings.&lt;br /&gt;rose said i gave her the impression of a flirt and she would't be surprised if i got attached. i was like so stunned can. lol. i'm NOT lorh. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since talking abt this. lol. i've nvr told a gal i've liked her before. haha. believe it or not and yes i WOULD be surprised with myself if i got attached now. i'm so clean! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;3 of us talking abt scandals. hahahahaha. right.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parent's anniversary is tomorrow. so we went to jap restaurant to eat. omg it was good. haha. drank only plain water. heh. i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played arcade with my dad. hahaha. he is lousy lah. i told him to reload he say he has 2 bullets left. den he goes on to kill the next 2 ppl den get killed cos there was a third guy in succession and there was this big reload sign on his screen. sigh. when will they ever learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum was damn scary today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked abt why i was so good at arcade and whether i've been playing. of cos i said no. what yo want me to do&lt;br /&gt;she asked me abt why i could direct them even though they were lost at suntec and whehter i've been going. no again. i pretended to look at the map though.&lt;br /&gt;she told me she hopes i've not been lying to her abt my activities.&lt;br /&gt;she told me not to keep smsing during dinner. i told her i was smsing abt this debate thing, which i was. heh. i think she'll just explode if she knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;freaky huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113368946608797440?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113368946608797440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113368946608797440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113368946608797440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113368946608797440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-to-see-sensei-this-morning-cos-my.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113301852308505364</id><published>2005-11-26T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T07:22:03.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>should just get married lah</title><content type='html'>went for the soccer today. it was fun! hahaha. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to adrian's house today. cook den sing. hahaha. and talk cock. fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooked spaghetti. quite fun. adrain sort of suggested it. but yeah. guess what. found out from annabelle it was jasmine's idea. damn stunned lah. or that he learnt it from jasmine. and he still had the cheek to make fun of me lorh. HAHAHA. see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get money from doing housework too. wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn bored.. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113301852308505364?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113301852308505364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113301852308505364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113301852308505364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113301852308505364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2005/11/should-just-get-married-lah.html' title='should just get married lah'/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113275356835619364</id><published>2005-11-23T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T05:46:08.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whats man u's problem. draw again. wl. what if they dun get in champions league knock out stage lorh. anyway. i dun care. i didn't watch the match so not counted.i like the tributes they have of keane. quite coolwhen i told my mum Ruud van nistelrooy was man u captain she gave that sacastic laugh and said ' heh, that troublemaker, whole day quarrel with ppl' lol. my mum leh... wth. but he is good lah. anyway. 2 years w/o a single away win in the champions league is pathetic. and carn even score. WTH is WRONG!!!!*$%&amp;%*$)(@ (sigh. carn express. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;my nephew is at my place. he is like 7 years. my music's teacher's youngest daughter is same age. wth. both of them were quarrelling with my music teacher's son, primary 5. (music teacher has 3 kids) wth. i think if i were quarrelling with those 2 i'll just go crazy. super irritating sometimes. i think he likes the my teacher's other daughter. haha. the one i said was hot. keeps looking at her carn do work. oh wells. haha. hot wad.if you understood the previous paragraph completely i applaud you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYLVIA TAN! LIPING PLS!!!!!! lol. come on lah. since you think she is such an ass anyway.... why not.....? dun cling to high minded values. hahahahaha. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate was damn hard today. me on 2 ppl cos josh sng decided not the come. damn pissed off lah. arranged it earlier for him den he no show. asshole... really.. anyway. 'THBT social change precedes economic change' sad. nearly died....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113275356835619364?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113275356835619364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19026760&amp;postID=113275356835619364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113275356835619364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19026760/posts/default/113275356835619364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/2005/11/whats-man-us-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>louisng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03497686072623463385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19026760.post-113223736307255303</id><published>2005-11-17T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T06:22:43.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i find it hard to believe how uruaguay can lose to australia, zalayeta, recoba, forlan. sigh. but yeah. i rather aussies win anyway. dun ask me why, i just feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;canoeing training was good. erm. took with malcolm. its been awhile since i've been in a leading boat all training. yeah. it felt good lah. the rudder was cutting into my leg so we are probably going to change boat. we are too heavy for that boat anyway. felt like it was sinking. need abt one week to get used to it.since we were like quite far ahead. when everyone decided the lightning was too terrible and headed for shore... we were too far in front so couldn't not hear their shouts. by the time we turned we saw no one else and there was literally lightning all around. it was super freaky. yeah. we raced back lah, literally. 1km. yeah. thank God lah. made it safely. lightning streaking across the sky isn't exactly a very thrilling sight when all ard you is water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. thats it for now.. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19026760-113223736307255303?l=stoprighthere-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoprighthere-.blogspot.com/feeds/113223736307255303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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