<?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-9831139</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:13:42.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-3036385004921490203</id><published>2008-05-30T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T12:16:24.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://kbby.livejournal.com/"&gt;MOVEDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-3036385004921490203?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3036385004921490203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=3036385004921490203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/3036385004921490203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/3036385004921490203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-7026243126449747544</id><published>2007-12-27T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:29.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOMMY! OTC'S OVER!!!!! hahaha. caleb's last OTC is over. every single cell within me wishes that camps like these never end. BUT. the amount of energy it takes out of me is super duper much. i went to the camp with 1200% energy and left the camp with less than 1% left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this three days in OTC, i truly truly enjoyed every moment of it. With the programmers, with Log Comm, with the GL's, everyone, you've made a difference in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Caleb's&lt;/span&gt; life. I didn't regret going for this camp despite of all the things I needed to do. I think I can safely say if I fail FYP cause of OTC, it'll be worth it. *CHOYYYY!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3UxmV4rv1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/DZVlDitIYpo/s1600-h/IMG_6158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3UxmV4rv1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/DZVlDitIYpo/s320/IMG_6158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149076283747712850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3NR1F4rvvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fYcc9KNsnXY/s1600-h/IMG_6158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3NR1F4rvvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fYcc9KNsnXY/s320/IMG_6158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148548771569450738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Seniors:&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had as much fun as I did. It's our last year and our last opportunity to treasure what we have around us. Love everyone around you and not take them for granted. Smell the flowers when you walk past them in the triangular gardens. Run around the track if you haven't tried it before. Make your friend lift you up for a slam dunk in the basketball court. Hug Glenn as if you're a small kid. Sit down beside Yuting and let her pat your head as if she's damn tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Temasek's Me, Temasek's You, We are a Team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3NR014rvuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JvDNUK7FIBI/s1600-h/IMG_6035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3NR014rvuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JvDNUK7FIBI/s320/IMG_6035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148548767274483426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3UxmV4rv2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_1Mm50E3nzY/s1600-h/IMG_6035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3UxmV4rv2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_1Mm50E3nzY/s320/IMG_6035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149076283747712866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;To the Programmers&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;proggers&lt;/span&gt;, it's my first time as a programmer and as I've said during the debrief, I've been a GL for more than 6 years and it's quite tough for me to adjust. So if I get out of control, pls hold me down. lol. TAU POK. I treasure each and every one of you even though I've not worked with everyone, all of you are super cute pls. I caught all the super stupid things each and everyone of you do. I SHALL NOT TELL THE WHOLE WORLD HERE. but you know who you are. super ta glam stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3Uxm14rv3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OKuFe7DrQ1E/s1600-h/c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3Uxm14rv3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/OKuFe7DrQ1E/s320/c4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149076292337647474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i stole from beatrice's blog! THANKS BEATRICE. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tom Seah&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;*time to feed ego* OMG LA TOM. huh? What did you say? Why are we so zai? I duno leh. Difficult question. LOL. As usual, camp's been a blast with you around. You've been my , mentor, brother, gay buddy, foosball opponent, dota gang and best friend. We've been through a lot together and I hope our friendship lasts till we're like 90. Then we'll quarrel about all the times we've been stubborn about things we were wrong about. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3UxnF4rv4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/W2Th2JRwRBA/s1600-h/28042007177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3UxnF4rv4I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/W2Th2JRwRBA/s320/28042007177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149076296632614786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3Nj8l4rvxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DUjONbORNX8/s1600-h/28042007177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3Nj8l4rvxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/DUjONbORNX8/s320/28042007177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148568691627769618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHALL BLOG ABOUT CHRISTMAS LATER.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;CALEB SIGNING OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3NrwV4rvzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/FY0nSygryqM/s1600-h/dsc+photos+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3NrwV4rvzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/FY0nSygryqM/s320/dsc+photos+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148577277267394354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To Mee Sua:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Knowing you changed my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-7026243126449747544?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7026243126449747544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=7026243126449747544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7026243126449747544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7026243126449747544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/12/hellooooooooooooo-everyone-mommy-otcs_27.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R3UxmV4rv1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/DZVlDitIYpo/s72-c/IMG_6158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-5922360380500351604</id><published>2007-12-20T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T17:12:55.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;NUMBER 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules are easy, just post 10 things that recently made you happy! Then tag 10 people and force them to post this meme on their LJs. Because it is good. Everyone needs a little happiness once in a while.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1) my mother bought me breakfast and left a note of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2) otc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3) metting old friends in camp&lt;br /&gt;4) Michael Buble's "the way you look tonight"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5) a sweet sweet sms from elene this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6) jessybessy. jessybessy. jessybessy. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7) glorious sleeeeeeep&lt;br /&gt;8) loving comments from fellow programmers (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9) KNOWING i'll receive ALOT ALOT ALOT of presents for christmas. heheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10) maybelle's super duper retarded action. hahahahahaha. ASK ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;NUMBER 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Spell your name as it sounds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;khaylerb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Are you available?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;YES PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b face="georgia" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. What's your favorite number?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Favorite color(s)?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;white, black, grey, brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Least favorite color?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think i have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. What are you listening to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Led Zepplin - Communication Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;LOVING IT. because of the people arnd my life ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Favorite Subject?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Favorite smell?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My mother's cooking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. How do you make money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A nice wide smile to my dad every weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11. Are you outgoing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;not really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. Do you like Big Mac's?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;OH YES. i'll split it up and eat it as two cheeseburgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;13. Do you own big sunglasses?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Paris or Tokyo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15. What should you be doing right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;fyp. EHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;16. Do you have a crush on anyone right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE CANS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. Can you blow a bubble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Can you touch your toes?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Can you whistle?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Can you wiggle your ears?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Can you tie a cherry stem with your tongue?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haha. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE DIDS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Did you ever want to be a doctor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Did you ever receive an engagement ring?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Did you ever want to be a fire fighter?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;every boy dreams of this once, but JUST to shatter your dreams, refer to a few posts earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you know how to swim?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Do you like roller coasters?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ALOT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Do you own a bike?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE DOES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does your car get good gas mileage?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't own one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Does your family have family picnics?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Does your home have a bookcase?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;comic bookcases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been to Canada?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Have you ever gone fishing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Have you ever seen a celebrity?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my dad was a national volleyball player. wooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Have you ever been on a motorcycle?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE HOWS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many cars have you own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. How many jobs have you had?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;around. 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. How tall are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;173cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last person you hung out with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tomseah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Last thing you said out loud?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;programme rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Last time you ate at McDonalds?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yesterday at cpf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Last thing you bought?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;big mac meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the temperature outside?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. What time did you wake up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;IS YOUR/ARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. is your hair wet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;02. is your cell phone right by you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;03. do you miss someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haha. it's only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;04. are you wearing chapstick?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;WHAT THE HELL IS THAT. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;05. are you tired?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aching all overr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;06. are you wearing pajamas?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;08. are you mad?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;muhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;09. are you upset?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HAVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. recently done anything you regret?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup. damn alot of stupid stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;02. ever lied?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;03. ever stuck gum under a desk?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;YES. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;04. have you ever kicked someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;during mass dance. front 2 3 KICK. "OEI CALEB!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;05. ever tripped over your own feet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lol. all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TODAY HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. have you cursed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;02. have you gotten mad at someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is there a person who is on your mind right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: do you have any siblings?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2 older siblings. my sister, 23 and my bro, 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: do you want children?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;just 2 thanks. a boy and a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: do you smile often?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: do you untie your shoes every time you take them off?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: do you like your handwriting?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup. kiddish though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: are your toenails painted?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;matthew's bed. super big and fluffy. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: what color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Q: what were you doing at 7pm yesterday?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;programme debrief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. I can’t wait till:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;foc/w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU RATHER BE CALLED? -&lt;br /&gt;1. Babe or baby:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Sweetie or cupcake:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; sweetie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Darling or Sunshine:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10: When did you last cry?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12: Are you a friendly person?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;13: Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15: Do you have any pets?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;used to have 3 dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19: Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20: Do you think that special someone will repost this?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;maybeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-5922360380500351604?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5922360380500351604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=5922360380500351604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5922360380500351604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5922360380500351604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/12/number-1-rules-are-easy-just-post-10.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-5428715611708170092</id><published>2007-12-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:30.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've read &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;tom's&lt;/span&gt; post and realized how stale and boring our blogs have become, with life catching up on us and all. looking back on the posts when i was year one, it was super carefree and retarded la! i prefer myself back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wPZ5-5okI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nkwblbbHX4I/s1600-h/i+don%27t+want+to+grow+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wPZ5-5okI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nkwblbbHX4I/s320/i+don%27t+want+to+grow+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142001812286054978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i want to be year one again. like i've said in the "make a wish" video, i don't want to graduate from TP, because it's in TP where i've met extraordinary people who changed my life.  truly the place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched hitman, golden compass and enchanted with the best people in the world. BUT PLEASE, what's with the movies nowadays. whoaaaa good grapics. ok. nothing more. SHIT STORY. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with the hitman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wUL5-5omI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ksv2eA4bbJc/s1600-h/hitman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wUL5-5omI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ksv2eA4bbJc/s320/hitman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142007069326025314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. no spoilers. the thing i really hate about the movie is his bald head and barcode behind his head. he never wears a disguise and wears the same suit everyday. how assassin like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bald head = bad assassin. 真是的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a needless nudity scenes which disturbs everybody in the cinema because it was totally unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goal in fyp is to do something better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next. golden compass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wWT5-5onI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lYkgptSdsEQ/s1600-h/golden+compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wWT5-5onI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lYkgptSdsEQ/s320/golden+compass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142009405788234354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh ok. drawing's not very good. BUT. according to tom, there's alot of anti-christ stuff in the movie, but i didn't really catch any. the rest say it's an alright show, but i think almost every part of the show is so coincidental. oh wow, the little girl is so smart and confident and her every move is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, film student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enchanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wY4J-5ooI/AAAAAAAAAH8/P2UJ4I2bO6A/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wY4J-5ooI/AAAAAAAAAH8/P2UJ4I2bO6A/s320/flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142012227581747842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to show my respect for this film, i've drawn a flower. ahaha. the show's really cheesy but they've done in well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how does she know that you love her!" ahahaha. random jamaican guy.  robert was shocked and said "you know how to sing this song too?! i've never heard of it!" ahahahaha, hilarious. then it suddenly became high school musical with everybody around dancing and singing the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched enchanted with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;maybelle, jo-an, weng, ronald &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; matthew&lt;/span&gt;. JO-AN IS DAMN FUNNY PLS. super liberal and flamboyant. GIRL LEH. but ya la, funny like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wbip-5opI/AAAAAAAAAIE/taRbisnWb3w/s1600-h/9+inch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wbip-5opI/AAAAAAAAAIE/taRbisnWb3w/s320/9+inch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142015156749443730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha. then the WHOLE day &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bob&lt;/span&gt; laugh damn loudly. she's damn blur la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. TIME TO GO BACK TO FYP. life's pretty tough. but, i like pretty stuff.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-5428715611708170092?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5428715611708170092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=5428715611708170092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5428715611708170092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5428715611708170092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-everyone-ive-read-toms-post-and.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/R1wPZ5-5okI/AAAAAAAAAHc/nkwblbbHX4I/s72-c/i+don%27t+want+to+grow+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-6315064993961127441</id><published>2007-12-09T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T01:04:41.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should listen to betsy.&lt;br /&gt;away from them and concentrate on fyp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think the whole world's gonna hate me. it started out funny but i guess with everybody saying so much about it and doing super retarded obvious actions made me really turned off. so that's it. never ever gonna tell anyone regarding this again. let people find out slowly is the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-6315064993961127441?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6315064993961127441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=6315064993961127441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/6315064993961127441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-9831139.post-5981219251441779345</id><published>2007-11-29T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T01:10:21.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-5981219251441779345?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5981219251441779345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming to sakae with me the other day. it's not how you all think it is.. but it really meant a lot to have your company, i'd have never chosen better friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special shout-out to glenn. LAST SAKAE SUSHI TOGETHER. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;STOP pls. STOPPPP. run away. not to late to turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-4910909896616085858?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4910909896616085858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=4910909896616085858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4910909896616085858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4910909896616085858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-everyone-thanks-for-coming-to.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-1347444795525138333</id><published>2007-11-23T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T01:07:55.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iris&lt;/span&gt; says freedom smells like the ocean !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time for a sentosa outing guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-1347444795525138333?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1347444795525138333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=1347444795525138333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1347444795525138333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1347444795525138333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-9120558811264981154</id><published>2007-11-18T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:33.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you don't know, TP RAWKS! so if you were in a cave for the past week, you've missed the crazily lovable rawkers that were around school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ding ding ding ding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;running through TP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in my white undies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tall, short, white, black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we all love TP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TP rawks, TP rawks, TP, Rawks my socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WAugBVoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/j0I1vv63u7M/s320/1_299484496l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133846301963802242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WA-gBVpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MJ_BL-eM3qU/s1600-h/1_912623291l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WA-gBVpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MJ_BL-eM3qU/s320/1_912623291l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133846306258769554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WBOgBVqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9wd-BEdlKq4/s1600-h/DSC05723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WBOgBVqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9wd-BEdlKq4/s320/DSC05723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133846310553736866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WBegBVrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GhEbl8TPV_E/s1600-h/CIMG2014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WBegBVrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GhEbl8TPV_E/s320/CIMG2014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133846314848704178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; was crazily super super super great. cheerios to all PL's who made it possible! and of course, robert and kim who were wonderful CL's. I LOVE YOU ALL MORE THAN I LOVE MYSELF PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY LOVABLE PL'S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise(do you have a neice? it's ok, cause she's denise!)&lt;br /&gt;gibson (gibby's the cute one)&lt;br /&gt;min min (hello minmin, i'm lebleb :D)&lt;br /&gt;melissa&lt;br /&gt;rachel claire&lt;br /&gt;JESSYBESSYBLONG(undoubtedly the best person ever)&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca(the one you ALWAYS see in photos)&lt;br /&gt;Maybelle(MAYBELLE, CAN I HAVE YOUR NUMBER PLS!)&lt;br /&gt;Damien (mr. muscle!)&lt;br /&gt;Jean&lt;br /&gt;Verena&lt;br /&gt;Haziq (hello handsomeee :D)&lt;br /&gt;Jing Ling(damn blur but damn cute. lol)&lt;br /&gt;Dionne&lt;br /&gt;Alex&lt;br /&gt;Eileen (hawt designer's stuff. :D)&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm (in the middle)&lt;br /&gt;Pamela&lt;br /&gt;Wai Ang&lt;br /&gt;Amos (kok boy!)&lt;br /&gt;Bridget&lt;br /&gt;Adeline&lt;br /&gt;Shu Xian&lt;br /&gt;Hui Yi&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Duke (of tp)&lt;br /&gt;Jun Wei (HELLO JW. i'm damn proud of you pls. i always target you for saigang cause we have a shortage of male PL's. but i love you thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the lack of interaction with you guys. all the people, all the cheers, all the crazy things we do. i will never forget TP and each one of you that makes TP the place it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;alright, to end it off, these are all the SWEET AND NICE stuff the rawkers wrote on the postcards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;very funny! very creative in cheers&lt;br /&gt;humorous!! haha! CALEB RAWKS! :D&lt;br /&gt;crazy, high-spirited guy! heh. -Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;a guy who loves to shot like there's no tomorrow! you rock! -Shikina&lt;br /&gt;alamak. power ah caleb! so energetic! -Hani&lt;br /&gt;leb leb!&lt;br /&gt;definately worth knowing him:D -Shipinna&lt;br /&gt;you are full of ideas! -JingYing&lt;br /&gt;purple-licious- Sasa&lt;br /&gt;fun and interesting! -Crystal&lt;br /&gt;humorous and fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;crappy and funny! -Denise =)&lt;br /&gt;you crappy, fun, crazy guy! nice knowing you :) -Denise(pl)&lt;br /&gt;funny~ -Ziwei&lt;br /&gt;wonderful person!! -Chun Leong&lt;br /&gt;great person -Mat&lt;br /&gt;SIAO AH -Min&lt;br /&gt;he is a funny and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HANDSOME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;guy! -Y.J&lt;br /&gt;very loud and crazy and not forgetting nice -Shaz&lt;br /&gt;very cheer-y lol! Haziqah&lt;br /&gt;too hyper XD - Sahinah&lt;br /&gt;loud! -Habilah&lt;br /&gt;i love you! muackx -JunWei&lt;br /&gt;crazy! fun! happening! lively! you rock! lalalala XD -Natashah&lt;br /&gt;can i touch your muscle? haha! thank you for everything (=&lt;br /&gt;you're my bouncer. haha. you're the hew hawt! -Safiah&lt;br /&gt;fun and loud (: -wanxuan&lt;br /&gt;wassup brotha! Aizam&lt;br /&gt;you rawk(: you cheer up the whole purple team! with your jokes and entertainment! i definately have a great time! - Zahirah (:&lt;br /&gt;funny.. having you is an enjoyable time!! (: you are a cool guy! should smile often :D&lt;br /&gt;funny, jovial, high and spirit is highly addictive!&lt;br /&gt;hello muscular CL!! rockz the campus!!&lt;br /&gt;maybelle love caleb okay!&lt;br /&gt;caleb is hot! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've cried my tears dry guys. i hope all of you rawkers and pl's enjoyed tprawks as much as i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hi, hello, purple can i have your number pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-9120558811264981154?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/9120558811264981154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=9120558811264981154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/9120558811264981154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/9120558811264981154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-everyone-in-case-you-dont-know-tp.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rz8WAugBVoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/j0I1vv63u7M/s72-c/1_299484496l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-1606068534072770551</id><published>2007-11-10T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:36.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been ages! but caleb is back and ALIVEEE. lotsa things happened during SIP. I'll let the pictures do the talking! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVbOUeadlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XRaWvNczG2o/s1600-h/19092007086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVbOUeadlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XRaWvNczG2o/s320/19092007086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131107652031116882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is damn crazy. we were doing this shoot in this henna shop and the APPRENTICE drew this freehand!  she's handy to have around when your house runs out of printer ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVbOkeadmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZO4Bbjq8Hek/s1600-h/IMG_2074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVbOkeadmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ZO4Bbjq8Hek/s320/IMG_2074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131107656326084194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVfLEeadrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3CkPdCQfu9Y/s1600-h/IMG_2076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVfLEeadrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3CkPdCQfu9Y/s320/IMG_2076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131111994243053234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot! a shoot at the fireman's station. when i first saw them in action, they seemed really cool and all, jumping down the pole and everything. BUT if you look carefully, they jumped without using their hands as shown in the illustration below. and ya. quite.. self sacrificing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVczUeadnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MzUYCeY_ewM/s1600-h/fireman%27s+pole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVczUeadnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MzUYCeY_ewM/s320/fireman%27s+pole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131109387197904498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they're really fast! there's this time limit thing. i think they have ONLY 60 seconds to jump on the pole thing (HAIYAAA!) then get in the fire engine, change, and drive out of the station and reach their destination in 4 minutes. so if you need to shit or anything, you need to find someone to cover your position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVeMUeadpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xAgaDKyV4FM/s1600-h/28102007090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVeMUeadpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xAgaDKyV4FM/s320/28102007090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131110916206261906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV shoot! jamie, herbert, poh han, zuo zhi and i went to this shoot with terrence and liu jun as PA's. it's really cool, they built a set with this elastic cloth thing and we're the hands that's waving and moving around :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVel0eadqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lGzCHoFlolc/s1600-h/28102007104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVel0eadqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lGzCHoFlolc/s320/28102007104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131111354292926114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you see hands on MTV, it might very well be MINE :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVZhEeadkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bCrZo5_Z72c/s1600-h/28102007107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVZhEeadkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bCrZo5_Z72c/s320/28102007107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131105775130408514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the big white space after they tore the set. it's about as big as.. 2 LT's. nice white paint job to reflect light perfectly. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVZg0eadjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Zoxik2PKPDc/s1600-h/31102007113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVZg0eadjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Zoxik2PKPDc/s320/31102007113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131105770835441202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVZdEeadiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qSHDrq-RTYk/s1600-h/31102007111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVZdEeadiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qSHDrq-RTYk/s320/31102007111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131105706410931746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw alibaba and mother goose incidentally on wednesday which was halloween! alicia was dressed up as a bunny and jaslyn as a princess. DAMN CUTE PLS. lol. i missed school like crazy and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I FORGOT EVERYONE'S NAME&lt;/span&gt;. so when you say 'hi caleb' and i just smile at you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;IT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MEANS YOU NEED TO INTRODUCE YOURSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's special. not only is it final year for all of us, but it's also a year when i join PROG! crazily wonderful people.  i've not laughed this hard since i've pranked ashley(heheh.) or high-ing with tom and john. LOVE THEM ALL. oh yeh, i'm damn proud of adeline! the game she thought of was complimented :D:D:D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ADELINE ROCKS MY SOCKS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;BEN'S&lt;/span&gt; EXPRESSION'S IS ALWAYS DAMN FUNNY. AHAHAHAHAHA. jia and josh joined prog too, along with the OLD BIRD abby who's been scoring IC for 3 years. cool ah, half of prog are designers. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and of course, there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt;?huh.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; cheryl&lt;/span&gt;? yes, she's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt;! our wonderful nanny. ahaha. if any of you are feeling down, please ask her to sing a song for you. she can sing better than beyonce all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course. there's... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt;. ya la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of every happy happy people and things of course there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BETSYLY BINGBONG&lt;/span&gt;. words can't express how retardedly funny and nice you are. please ah please, best friends forever, i can't live without you and tom and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time, here's something to make your day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="270" width="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tTqeTH96MI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tTqeTH96MI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="270" width="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;if any of you are wondering, please don't ask me anything about FYP. it's taboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-1606068534072770551?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1606068534072770551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=1606068534072770551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1606068534072770551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1606068534072770551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RzVbOUeadlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XRaWvNczG2o/s72-c/19092007086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-5663366164787719347</id><published>2007-07-09T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T02:15:54.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANGIE MADE MY DAY BY SHOWING ME THIS.&lt;br /&gt;crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lfy3LreTj1A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lfy3LreTj1A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kxs6qGVVyng"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kxs6qGVVyng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pythagora Switch ! &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-5663366164787719347?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5663366164787719347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=5663366164787719347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5663366164787719347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5663366164787719347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/07/angie-made-my-day-by-showing-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-7421334281294264465</id><published>2007-07-05T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:04:02.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-7421334281294264465?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7421334281294264465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=7421334281294264465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7421334281294264465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7421334281294264465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-2287460537902032286</id><published>2007-06-20T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:52:29.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There are two paths that you can choose to take in life.&lt;br /&gt;To be part of the problems in life, or part of the solution.&lt;br /&gt;Some people run around just causing pain and strife.&lt;br /&gt;While others seek but to help with peaceful resolutions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our lives here are like little plays, you have a starring role.&lt;br /&gt;You get some stage directions, destinations and a goal.&lt;br /&gt;What part you choose to play is somewhat left to you.&lt;br /&gt;Because you write the script by all the things you do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How we handle opportunity and how we share the load.&lt;br /&gt;We decide if we are to be a noble prince or a lowly toad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-2287460537902032286?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/2287460537902032286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=2287460537902032286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/2287460537902032286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/2287460537902032286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-are-two-paths-that-you-can-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-8930401316598781855</id><published>2007-06-06T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:10:43.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Keep your head. You Use it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have sound reason, good judgement and clear discernment.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make great decisions.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think with your head, not your heart.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Feel with your heart, not with your head.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't let the two become confused.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A warm heart and a cool head work well together.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't let your heart become cool and your head become hot.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-8930401316598781855?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8930401316598781855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=8930401316598781855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/8930401316598781855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/8930401316598781855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/06/keep-your-head.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-4125330639690077330</id><published>2007-06-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:38.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BABA BLACK SHEEP HAVE YOU ANY WOOL&lt;br /&gt;YES SIR YES SIR THREE BAGS FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RmLmGUwFQJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JiNLVJUAzXY/s1600-h/blacksheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RmLmGUwFQJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JiNLVJUAzXY/s320/blacksheep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071869126696583314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-4125330639690077330?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4125330639690077330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=4125330639690077330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4125330639690077330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4125330639690077330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/06/baba-black-sheep-have-you-any-wool-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RmLmGUwFQJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JiNLVJUAzXY/s72-c/blacksheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-5552140159143954920</id><published>2007-05-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T00:43:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why hunger for these ? if it is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hunger&lt;/span&gt;. maybe its more like needing it. maybe we just want to be in charge, of the life, no matter who lived it, sometimes we're so desperate for it we create it. if helps if there are photos. no more choices for the people in them. pick this one, dump that one. they should have spotted that sneaky short photographer behind the pillar. oh. i shouldn't have chewed with their &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mouths wide open&lt;/span&gt;. i shouldn't have made that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;silly face&lt;/span&gt;. i shouldn't have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yawned&lt;/span&gt;. they shouldn't have laughed, so unattractive, so low-classed.  all these are just a fragment of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was born.&lt;br /&gt;i grew up.&lt;br /&gt;i studied.&lt;br /&gt;i loved.&lt;br /&gt;i said.&lt;br /&gt;i went.&lt;br /&gt;i saw.&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've slipped from view, erased, defaced. i know you once with that weird hairdo and lame jokes, but i can't recall them. i adored you, dozens of you, but what were your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;names&lt;/span&gt; ? i'm getting somewhere now, i'm feeling lighter. only one paragraph left. only a sentence or two, no wait. only a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was born.&lt;br /&gt;i was.&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just blew your last lifeline. i've been angry enough. you've spoilt enough of my days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-5552140159143954920?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/5552140159143954920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=5552140159143954920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5552140159143954920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/5552140159143954920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/memories.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-1963868163553474783</id><published>2007-05-28T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:27:39.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you're always early you're never late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time is more valuable than money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People pay money to save time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When we're late we steal time from others and ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tardiness is the tap-root of a host of character faults. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your lateness says 'I don't care about you; I'm more important than you; you can wait for me; I'm disorganised; I'm undisciplined.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's not so much about time management but about managing ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i'm sure all of you know why i'm blogging about this. yet again, caleb hoon, is the only stupid soul that came early. everybody knows it pisses me off, and YET they still come late. i just felt insulted. wasting my life away waiting for people to come on time for meetings. my time is precious and i'm sure yours is too. so don't deprive me of mine, all of you late comers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samantha had a fall during POS(parade of schools) training, she's a flyer. she hurt her head and is in high dependency ward, critical state. visiting her at 6. pray she'll be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-1963868163553474783?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1963868163553474783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=1963868163553474783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1963868163553474783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1963868163553474783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-youre-always-early-youre-never-late.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-4632177094877616557</id><published>2007-05-26T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:39.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks everyone. i love ya'll :D&lt;br /&gt;here's the results for the elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlchvkwFQII/AAAAAAAAAFU/uOVE5ltCtCQ/s1600-h/results.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlchvkwFQII/AAAAAAAAAFU/uOVE5ltCtCQ/s320/results.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068557006831698050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grats to everyone that got in ! ESP. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;TOMU !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think the votes are damn little ? its the best that design got. lol. when i was year one, i got into the comm as VP with 27 votes and Gillian the president got in with 28. wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, serene, liyi, darren, darryl, shawn, amos, ronald and kim from zilra that got into various main comms. :D&lt;br /&gt;HAKIM FROM DESIGN'S IN SU MAIN COMM.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE- farhan and john. WHOAAA. tied for VP for SU. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad that derek didn't get in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-4632177094877616557?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4632177094877616557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=4632177094877616557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4632177094877616557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4632177094877616557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/thanks-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlchvkwFQII/AAAAAAAAAFU/uOVE5ltCtCQ/s72-c/results.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-1115341316035648316</id><published>2007-05-22T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:46.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>早上好！</title><content type='html'>happily snapping away with the sch's new mac with natt. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AHHH MOM, THE ALIENS ARE INVATING US. THEY LOOK WEIRD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL750wFQDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Vb5VgYCgJMg/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL750wFQDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Vb5VgYCgJMg/s320/Photo+18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067389501576658994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. natt looks like a fat hamster alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL77kwFQEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dpwfoWAtNAo/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL77kwFQEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dpwfoWAtNAo/s320/Photo+19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067389531641430082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. GREEDY ALIENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL78EwFQFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/baqsLi1SRBY/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL78EwFQFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/baqsLi1SRBY/s320/Photo+21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067389540231364690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rugby player that's pervertic alien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL78UwFQGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EnIwKYSDyOU/s1600-h/Photo+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL78UwFQGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/EnIwKYSDyOU/s320/Photo+23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067389544526332002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGE LIPS alien. good for kissing and eating lollipops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL78kwFQHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QjcVfV3l4cI/s1600-h/Photo+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL78kwFQHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QjcVfV3l4cI/s320/Photo+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067389548821299314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natt acting cute as usual. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL6iUwFP-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/oKx1s64ffcI/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL6iUwFP-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/oKx1s64ffcI/s320/Photo+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067387998338105314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can shoot out laser beams with my right eye. watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL6i0wFP_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/4rZqc3O-3kk/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL6i0wFP_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/4rZqc3O-3kk/s320/Photo+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067388006928039922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got shot by the alien's latest invention, the cartoon gun. we turned into cartoons for 0.1 secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL6jkwFQBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zR80ftqVtGg/s1600-h/Photo+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL6jkwFQBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zR80ftqVtGg/s320/Photo+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067388019812941842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1+2=3. technology that aliens want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL560wFP5I/AAAAAAAAADc/p8f6UimM0MY/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL560wFP5I/AAAAAAAAADc/p8f6UimM0MY/s320/Photo+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067387319733272466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. we're aliens. after watching a boring soccer match, we got bored. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO WE'RE INVADING EARTH BECAUSE YOU ALL HAVE MACDONALDS.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL57kwFP6I/AAAAAAAAADk/iGD6mq078ww/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL57kwFP6I/AAAAAAAAADk/iGD6mq078ww/s320/Photo+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067387332618174370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horse ! LOOK AT NATT. damn cute la pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL570wFP7I/AAAAAAAAADs/KAWM9yTzrpk/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL570wFP7I/AAAAAAAAADs/KAWM9yTzrpk/s320/Photo+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067387336913141682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sage is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL58UwFP8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/_q_PcfFAGJc/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL58UwFP8I/AAAAAAAAAD0/_q_PcfFAGJc/s320/Photo+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067387345503076290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. hello, i am the streamlined alien. i can cut the wind, you cannot. so i win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL580wFP9I/AAAAAAAAAD8/os4aey2Z3lk/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-1115341316035648316?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1115341316035648316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=1115341316035648316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1115341316035648316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1115341316035648316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='早上好！'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Elhnw37fhiY/RlL750wFQDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Vb5VgYCgJMg/s72-c/Photo+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-3367156982417593192</id><published>2007-05-18T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:46.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been really sick these few days. first it was my arm aching like its dislocated, then it was a cold. but nevertheless, going to sch's still quite fun. all the slacking and doing nothing. we're still working on the CDI project for the National Cancer Centre. IT'LL FINISH LIKE. SOON. i think we'll all shave bald and wear a wig to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally got my new phone. after 999 years. my father's the best. he bought it like within 10 hours after i told him which model i wanted. he initially wanted to get me something more expensive but i think i'll just abuse the phone anyways, so cheaper better. lol. and of course, the phone, N73(black music edition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OPkwFP2I/AAAAAAAAADE/tdPutU_EQ88/s1600-h/digipoint-cz-foto-orig-172045-jpg-detail-200-350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065931922820382562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OPkwFP2I/AAAAAAAAADE/tdPutU_EQ88/s320/digipoint-cz-foto-orig-172045-jpg-detail-200-350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slick huh ? i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its campaigning period from today to next monday. everybody's putting up posters and coming out with innovative ways to gain votes for Main Comm. tom, abby and i went around school with april as our campaign consultant to hang posters. so here's the posters i came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OQEwFP3I/AAAAAAAAADM/QorVrNze5wI/s1600-h/campaign+poster+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065931931410317170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OQEwFP3I/AAAAAAAAADM/QorVrNze5wI/s320/campaign+poster+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OQEwFP3I/AAAAAAAAADM/QorVrNze5wI/s1600-h/campaign+poster+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody seemed to love this poster. EVERYBODY did this pose whenever they see me. i like. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OQ0wFP4I/AAAAAAAAADU/FslHnrJF1zM/s1600-h/campaign+poster+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065931944295219074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OQ0wFP4I/AAAAAAAAADU/FslHnrJF1zM/s320/campaign+poster+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this poster ! but tom say its not striking enough :( i think the only people that saw this and liked it was jas and alicia. ahahahah. supposedly a concept just to get votes from design students, but i guess its doing the oppisite. LOL. aya, don't care, i think its nice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;voting period is next tuesday to wednesday. PLEASE VOTE :D:D:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-3367156982417593192?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3367156982417593192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=3367156982417593192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/3367156982417593192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/3367156982417593192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-everyone_18.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rk3OPkwFP2I/AAAAAAAAADE/tdPutU_EQ88/s72-c/digipoint-cz-foto-orig-172045-jpg-detail-200-350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-8572724781149969043</id><published>2007-05-07T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:03:44.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it was done to make me miserable, i think they've achieved it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally decided that i'm gonna run for main comm in design. heard from &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Vani&lt;/span&gt; that around 22 people's gonna run. from what i saw, i think the number is gonna increase till 30 odd. really hope &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt; runs for main comm too. can't wait to see who's inside the commitee. hopefully a nice balance between freshman, juniors and seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit to lounge today was uplifting. people there are truly crazily happy. lol. just standing beside them makes me happy too. although most of the time i'll just stand around there cause i duno most of the people that tom knows; today was great cause &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;zilra&lt;/span&gt; people was there :D they were acting really enthu and trying damn hard to break the high score. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ama&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;thinking of what has been done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;my bones tremble and my insides get numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;its fragile unless born from fire of conflicts and scorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;even though much were done to make it strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it only took one event to wreck it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-8572724781149969043?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8572724781149969043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=8572724781149969043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/8572724781149969043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/8572724781149969043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-2483598150690492421</id><published>2007-05-02T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:48.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE SOM3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;here are some photos from sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKmUBMPNI/AAAAAAAAACU/JoeX2kqzThE/s1600-h/28-04-07_1727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKmUBMPNI/AAAAAAAAACU/JoeX2kqzThE/s320/28-04-07_1727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059946572164119762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ama&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; TRYING to act cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiSGUBMPSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ep5qdJUexO4/s1600-h/28-04-07_1202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiSGUBMPSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Ep5qdJUexO4/s320/28-04-07_1202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059954818501328162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're supposed to wear this outside. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKmkBMPOI/AAAAAAAAACc/cOpmLE6qP6E/s1600-h/28-04-07_1333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKmkBMPOI/AAAAAAAAACc/cOpmLE6qP6E/s320/28-04-07_1333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059946576459087074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;TOMU&lt;/span&gt; the ironman kicked the soccer ball the same time as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;amaris&lt;/span&gt; did, and her toenail EXPLODED into two. ouch. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;tom&lt;/span&gt; deserves to shave his hair bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKm0BMPPI/AAAAAAAAACk/Tc_3_7P3MqI/s1600-h/28-04-07_1915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKm0BMPPI/AAAAAAAAACk/Tc_3_7P3MqI/s320/28-04-07_1915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059946580754054386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom the zebra.&lt;br /&gt;caleb the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;handsome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKnEBMPQI/AAAAAAAAACs/vM7P7mcsJnA/s1600-h/28042007177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKnEBMPQI/AAAAAAAAACs/vM7P7mcsJnA/s320/28042007177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059946585049021698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you shall lead a happy life and have 10 kids and contribute to the population of singapore&lt;br /&gt;*flashes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKnEBMPRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/haVP1QTG-cs/s1600-h/28042007179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKnEBMPRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/haVP1QTG-cs/s320/28042007179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059946585049021714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;charlie's angel's&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CRAZILY &lt;/span&gt;big GOGGLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;(i stole all these photos btw. dodged all the security camera thou. agent 008.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during today's NCC (national cancer society of singapore) shoot, we're supposed to film a interview/testimony of a patient that's going through the process of chemotheraphy. we entered the room and there was this lady who's steated at the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's obvious that she's the patient cause she's wearing THE cap. her name's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt; and she's by far the HAPPIEST person i've seen in my entire life. SHE'S REALLY DAMN HAPPY. although she's down with breast cancer and going through chemo, she's really really exuberant in her speech and actions. she's strong in her faith, truly the salt and light of the world. *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;don't worry. be happy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't care who you are that's reading this, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-2483598150690492421?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/2483598150690492421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=2483598150690492421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/2483598150690492421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/2483598150690492421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-everyone-i-love-som3.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RjiKmUBMPNI/AAAAAAAAACU/JoeX2kqzThE/s72-c/28-04-07_1727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-1353281798100521624</id><published>2007-05-01T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:14:34.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt there was a need to repost this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok guys. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;. no. more. emo. posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example one.1.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm a emo kid. everytime i look into the mirror, its like a ugly beast looking back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;example two.2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"take pity on me. my armpit hair's dropping."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example three.3.&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;this is supposedly a invisible post to tell you that i am emo and people just love to highlight words and they'll immediately know that its a emo post. . flawless.&lt;/span&gt;  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example five.5.&lt;br /&gt;"toyota fapfi alibaba abadjat abadoomdoom dodo fishball ipod ipod mini ipod video iphone prigopdopakfopak purple pink banana chicken pie lying on a pond with artificial swans baba boom baba bomba" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*say that in front of me 10 times and i'll treat you a drink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example six.6.&lt;br /&gt;" ***k la ! you see that piece of paper there ? i hate it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example seven.7.&lt;br /&gt;"hello." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*end of post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example eight.8.&lt;br /&gt;"OMG LA ? HOW CAN HE FORGET TO SAY EXAMPLE FOUR ?! guys are like SOOO insensitive. i think i need a manicure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example nine.9.&lt;br /&gt;"my ass just split into half."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example ten.10.&lt;br /&gt;hello guys, this 5 min clip will summarize how i feel. please watch the whole clip !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5Pjo0WjBcs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5Pjo0WjBcs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THIS POST IS NOT DIRECTED AT ANYONE BECAUSE I'M SURE EVERYONE HAS A EMO POST. INCLUDING MYSELF. OKTHXBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-1353281798100521624?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1353281798100521624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=1353281798100521624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1353281798100521624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/1353281798100521624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-felt-there-was-need-to-repost-this-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-7025372246457373173</id><published>2007-04-25T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:48.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE 3SOME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Amaris&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Ri9MD0BMPMI/AAAAAAAAACM/_haGAZxVuvI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057344534947314882" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Ri9MD0BMPMI/AAAAAAAAACM/_haGAZxVuvI/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-7025372246457373173?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7025372246457373173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=7025372246457373173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7025372246457373173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7025372246457373173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-3some.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Elhnw37fhiY/Ri9MD0BMPMI/AAAAAAAAACM/_haGAZxVuvI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-7889025836573867401</id><published>2007-04-22T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:50.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;EDIT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;'HELLO EVERYONE. ok, i love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;jeslyn&lt;/span&gt;. she's damn sweet.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; ! i'm back from camp !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok, this post is dedicated to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;DOC&lt;/span&gt; cause it was more recent. the camp was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blast&lt;/span&gt;, it started out slow on monday but on the third day the frieshies are all crazy. my voice was gone from the start because of FOC/W but luckily &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;josh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tara&lt;/span&gt; was around to help me. Elvis was really really cool (: the freshies named the sub-empire Elmo which is damn farnie. we came out with all the stupid cheers. ahaha. they rock. oh yeh ! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;andrea&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;veron&lt;/span&gt; from zilra was in my empire ! JEALOUS RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D i'd like to shout-out to the main comm who made this possible and ALL the freshies who were crazily enthuastic (: (: (: oh ya, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;MEDIA&lt;/span&gt;, you guys really rock. all the crazily nice photos and videos. ai zai, i love you all. many things happened and i got pissed off at many parts of the camp, but in the end, it ended smoothly. YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a special shout out to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;josh&lt;/span&gt; for being the best GL i've ever known. seriously. he may look really built and feirce, but he's a really meek guy. he's damn responsible and crazily enthu all the time. lol. i respect you like mad ah &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;josh&lt;/span&gt;. you rock :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-F9TSyQI/AAAAAAAAABk/SKKyqC9lISE/s1600-h/DOTC2-039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-F9TSyQI/AAAAAAAAABk/SKKyqC9lISE/s320/DOTC2-039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056273647473445122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DRAGON BOATERS&lt;/span&gt; FOR DESIGN ! yay, we damn happy. the juniors/seniors got first ! shioking like mad. we made a bet, if we won first, they all get to tau pok me. but apparantly they forgot ALL about it. so.... yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-F9TSyRI/AAAAAAAAABs/XR5UEdlDrcc/s1600-h/DOTC2-054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-F9TSyRI/AAAAAAAAABs/XR5UEdlDrcc/s320/DOTC2-054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056273647473445138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA. damn &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;spastic&lt;/span&gt;. i thought the camera was off then i made this stupid face. oh well, i always make stupid faces anyway. don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-F9TSySI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Q8BrB9yND4M/s1600-h/DOTC2-129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-F9TSySI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Q8BrB9yND4M/s320/DOTC2-129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056273647473445154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;WEI JIE&lt;/span&gt; AH. you're caught on candid camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-GdTSyTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dfC93rwSeNU/s1600-h/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-GdTSyTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dfC93rwSeNU/s320/DSC_0237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056273656063379762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT WATER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9L9TSyMI/AAAAAAAAABE/JS5OSl8ek4E/s1600-h/DOTC1_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9L9TSyMI/AAAAAAAAABE/JS5OSl8ek4E/s320/DOTC1_018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272651041032386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ah. this is damn funny. they placed the video cam at that spot and recorded a frame every 4 seconds. so i tried to make a stop frame video by moving back every 4 seconds with the same action. so it'll look like i glided back. but.. oh well. you'll see it on genesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9L9TSyNI/AAAAAAAAABM/lk_z0ezKTvU/s1600-h/DOTC1_095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9L9TSyNI/AAAAAAAAABM/lk_z0ezKTvU/s320/DOTC1_095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272651041032402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS BELOW YOUR WAIST. wacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9L9TSyOI/AAAAAAAAABU/qQ-uGkLWZys/s1600-h/DOTC2-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9L9TSyOI/AAAAAAAAABU/qQ-uGkLWZys/s320/DOTC2-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272651041032418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;log comm rocks. mussels bigger than &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;rocks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9MNTSyPI/AAAAAAAAABc/bZL-PGQL5vw/s1600-h/DOTC2-014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9MNTSyPI/AAAAAAAAABc/bZL-PGQL5vw/s320/DOTC2-014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272655335999730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ant's eye view. worms don't have eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-GtTSyUI/AAAAAAAAACE/B2l9FF6oZS4/s1600-h/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-GtTSyUI/AAAAAAAAACE/B2l9FF6oZS4/s320/DSC_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056273660358347074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok hello. these 3 girls are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/span&gt;. not because they're damn pretty or cute. but they're like the nicest and sweetest girls in the whole wide world ah. they keep disturbing tom and i and suan at us like mad. lol. "PUT YOUR HAND AT YOUR CHEEK". love them to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; the braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;amaris&lt;/span&gt; the slow gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jaslyn&lt;/span&gt; the mother goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ah ok ah. they wrote me a card. here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" (= hey caleb ! haha ! you are FARNIE LAH ! don't jealous that tom got card lah, now you also got ! (=  hee! so don't sad ! yup yup camp was really cool to have you around ! we will miss you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Amaris&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jaslyn&lt;/span&gt; ! All the best ! 20.4.07 DOC camp !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoaaaa. damn nice. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9LtTSyLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ALXYilXbvfI/s1600-h/20042007144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit9LtTSyLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ALXYilXbvfI/s320/20042007144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272646746065074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOM ROCKS ah. he's the best buddy in the whole wide world please. we're the dynamic duo like mad ah. always bluff people like mad. lol. nice having you around for camp bro, you made it cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;alright ! i'll end off this post with the super super super nice comments my freshies and fellow gl's wrote for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tara&lt;/span&gt;: eh caleb. sorry for being in a pissy mood throughout the camp man. thanks for covering up for me when i was MIA sometimes. FYI, 6 pack doesn't equals to sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Tara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;: I always treat you as my elder brother, a mentor to follow. A man worth cheering for !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;: You're a joker man ! Very cheerful and nice ! Thanks for everything ! I love you ! MOI yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;: I don't know how many freaking angels fell down from the sky. Please tell me O_o Thanks for everything&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Veronica&lt;/span&gt;: The heart says everything !!! P.S. 6 packs sexy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Andrea&lt;/span&gt;: HELLO CALEB. GUESS WHO. ANDREA HERE. What is with all the lame jokes man. Just tell me the answer luh. Thanks for always supporting me in everything even though you're so very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;: You're really a great GL thx !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;: Hey Caleb ! Thanks for being such a great &amp; fantastic leader during the FOW and this camp ! Really appreciate it ! Thanks ! See you in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: BROTHER !!! fhuuuuh ! Stay high !! Friends always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dhy&lt;/span&gt;: Hey ! Always cheerful and chatty ! Thanks for everything !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nafisah&lt;/span&gt;: Hello ! Best leader always love to entertain us !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Farhanah&lt;/span&gt;: The easiest way to rmb your name was saying "scallop" oops ! Sorry hor ! Anyway, you're very funny lah. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Keli&lt;/span&gt;: CALEB!! You're a super nice guy ! Glad to have you as our OGL... Always so enthu, cute, loud, etc. HAHA.. Stay funky ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jia Xin&lt;/span&gt;: CALEB! i hope you'll honor the "we are family" &amp; not give us THE HAND when we say hi to you ! Stay lame, nonsensical and out of the world. up and on caleb !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;: Caleb, you're a very patient guy ya ! Nice being at your group ! Smile often =) See you in school ya ! Keep in touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE ALL OF YOU ALL. DESIGN ROCKS ON AND ON AND ON. TRULY ONE BIG FAMILY. YOU GUYS ROCK MORE THAN THE ROCKS ON THE ROAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-7889025836573867401?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/7889025836573867401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=7889025836573867401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7889025836573867401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/7889025836573867401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-everyone-im-back-from-camp-okokok.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/Rit-F9TSyQI/AAAAAAAAABk/SKKyqC9lISE/s72-c/DOTC2-039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-3134163258011288265</id><published>2007-04-16T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:53:45.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO. MY NAME IS CALEB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys. i'll be in design orientation camp till fri ! will blog about FO and DO after its over k ? lotsa lotsa photos. love ya'll zilra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-3134163258011288265?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/3134163258011288265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=3134163258011288265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/3134163258011288265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/3134163258011288265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-hello-hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-8350188215149328629</id><published>2007-03-13T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:59:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE. ok, i love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;jeslyn&lt;/span&gt;. she's damn sweet. she called me JUST to call me to cheer up. lol. oh well, i'll automatically regain my nice, vibrant, enthuastic character slowly after this block ends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magus is now &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;zilra&lt;/span&gt; ! which clif pronounced as Zara. his big head useless one, lol.. happy happy to see everyone again. although one phone call spoilt most of it. but, oh well.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; zilra&lt;/span&gt; has ben chow as mascot cause he wore black and white ! ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbF-zvyWlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aZGAXgr3fCs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbF-zvyWlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aZGAXgr3fCs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041434515721050706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neon..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbF_TvyWmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ybhF54UFFOQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbF_TvyWmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ybhF54UFFOQ/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041434524310985314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha ! i spy my little &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wife&lt;/span&gt; looking beautiful and fine. she's like the only person who appreciated my little wings and spoke up for it. for that, i give you one more of my heart. ahahah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juli said kai wen looks like me. i laughed. there's a certain resemblence... he's the guy in black btw. damn nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;production for P2 is finished ! hooray. many thanks to the western food uncle who's damn cute, and my two cousins who're super professional. we ran into quite a number of problems, but it seems like we could come out with something last min which made production quite smooth and on time.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to call ourselves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S.B.H. Productions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s.b.h= si bey heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbGszvyWoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2jhtVUUIZ7k/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbGszvyWoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2jhtVUUIZ7k/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041435305995033218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started on another production today for VidPro. starded out with the audi in TP with jia acting as snow white and i'm the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MUSCULAR&lt;/span&gt; bodyguard. was supposed to wear sunglasses that gordon brought, but it was too big and it looked funny rather than feirce, so in the end i just acted feirce. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mat&lt;/span&gt; was supposed to act as snow white.. but she had a bad fall during training and we decided that it wasn't nice for a girl to go on screen with cuts on HD. :( take care &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mat&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;after that scene, we filmed at macritchie which rained cats and dogs right after we arrived. but &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;jeslyn&lt;/span&gt; called and made my day although we were all cold and emo. ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbGtDvyWpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wPpX6qsdNMs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbGtDvyWpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wPpX6qsdNMs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041435310290000530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia said i should have been the president and she should have been the secretary. lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labour and rest, that equal periods keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;obedient slumbers that can wake and weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; desires composed, affections ever even,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; tears that delight, and sighs that waft to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-8350188215149328629?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8350188215149328629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=8350188215149328629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/8350188215149328629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/8350188215149328629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Elhnw37fhiY/RfbF-zvyWlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/aZGAXgr3fCs/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9831139.post-4770458102521603480</id><published>2007-03-12T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:33:04.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this month feels like the lowest point of my life.&lt;br /&gt;almost every call i receive makes me unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;can't get all these stuff off my head.&lt;br /&gt;messing up my life by trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;emo emo 123&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;with no power to even flee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;from this obsession and misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;grab my hand and make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;walk me through this thousand miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;when its over i'll say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i love YOU. i love YOU. i love YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-4770458102521603480?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4770458102521603480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=4770458102521603480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4770458102521603480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/4770458102521603480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-month-feels-like-lowest-point-of.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-6436460019030553990</id><published>2007-02-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:35:14.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok guys ! let's discuss something today. if you have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;good/best&lt;/span&gt; friend that TOTALLY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DESPISES&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; BAD&lt;/span&gt; habit of yours, and i mean &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt;, and got angry over it for like one hundred times. what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) ATTEMPT to get rid of it&lt;br /&gt;b) Be inconsistant, do it sometimes, and other times you don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;c) HECK CARE. this guy's a loser. so what if i do it again. i'm just gonna ignore whatever he says.&lt;br /&gt;d) Be emo whenever you commit the bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;e) Disown this friend. feed him/her to the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;f) Buy honey stars and chew non stop.&lt;br /&gt;g) Try your best and make sure you don't do it again. if it is commited, sincerely apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you THINK you know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;you have 3 lifelines. fishline, clothesline and a curvy line. your one minute starts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of booze you drink with your friends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. and how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that she'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. and you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little peices of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-6436460019030553990?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6436460019030553990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=6436460019030553990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/6436460019030553990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/6436460019030553990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-guys-lets-discuss-something-today.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-117186855469581067</id><published>2007-02-19T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T15:55:37.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>valentine's was truely a day full of love for all of us ! at least it was for &lt;s&gt;me and tom&lt;/s&gt; tom and i. we went to marina south to eat steamboat with the bestest best, loveliest of the lovely people in the entire solar system. yup, you guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ! JESSYBESSY THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BETSYBLONG&lt;/span&gt; cum &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;GOODLOOKING&lt;/span&gt; NURSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ! JOAN THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ! JOHN the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;CHARMING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ! BENCHOW &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;diaoded&lt;/span&gt;. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friends !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the damn cute &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; who loves to torture prawns and the EXTERMELY cute /chio &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;YUTING&lt;/span&gt;. alot of retarded things happened. namely tom trying to crush the egg with one of his hand. he claims that no matter how much strength you have, you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;CAN'T&lt;/span&gt; crush the egg. apparantly not. he smashed it in the middle of the table and it flew everywhere ! LOL. how smart. we took like ten million pictures with tom's cam w/ his new portrature lens. thanks for all the gifts and chocolates guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4963/733/1600/514082/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4963/733/320/551607/group.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh look. all the good looking people gathered in marina.&lt;br /&gt;(notice sarah wearing a v neck ? she said v'day must wear v'neck. very nice. i like.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah. ok. what's valentine's without your &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WIFE&lt;/span&gt;. lol. we exchanged gifts at the pathway from jupiter cafe to the linkway to the bookshop. so we're like standing out of nowhere. we exchanged gifts and chatted a little. then there was this soft "aww..." from behind. heh. so after she left, i walked back to design and my friend(not to be disclosed) called and asked "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ay caleb ! you just exchanged gifts with a girl right. awww, so sweet. we were like chanting "kiss ! kiss ! kiss !&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha. valentine's damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all who gave me gifts ! yiyi, jamie, christine, yuting, sarah, john, joan, jessy, benchow, serene, and anyone i've missed out. really, you guys made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was torturing though. i was terribly ill. but there's still class and we're supposed to record some audio using a device at matthew's place, so i had to go to school.  so after 6-9 econs class we went back to do our audio till 10:00 i think, then we went to eat. when we're on our way to matthew's, we realised that we didn't borrow out the headphones from the store. but luckily ben had it. so i accompanied him to his place and took a cab from there to matt's. we did work all the way till 5:30. i fell asleep like one hour during the process though.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SORRY GUYS&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;and the next day we went to sch to do work again. design school rocks. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4963/733/1600/381508/kb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4963/733/320/138289/kb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. the reason why we have to rush so much is because some prank-star went to delete half of our work. which is 2 weeks worth of button clicking. so we have 2 weeks left to finish 4 weeks of work. i'll love you if you pass me a pack of coffee when you see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this is emo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What an extraordinary thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now that is something I know to be true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-117186855469581067?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/117186855469581067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=117186855469581067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117186855469581067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117186855469581067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-was-truely-day-full-of-love.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-117138377060816765</id><published>2007-02-14T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T00:22:50.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VALENTINE'S&lt;/span&gt; EVERYONE !&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; all of you (:&lt;br /&gt;especially YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-117138377060816765?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/117138377060816765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=117138377060816765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117138377060816765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117138377060816765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-everyone-i-love-all.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-117129547027161149</id><published>2007-02-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T23:51:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beauty that rendered me speechless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-117129547027161149?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/117129547027161149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=117129547027161149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117129547027161149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117129547027161149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/02/beauty-that-rendered-me-speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-117086892620632865</id><published>2007-02-07T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T01:27:45.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is purely dedicated to the nicest, kindest, bestest best person in the WHOLE wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;QUEEN&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;BESSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok, seriously. she's like an angel in disguise. ok, this is what happened. tom and i went up to the lounge to see whose around and we found betsy ! ahahahah, she's damn hyper as usual and she wore this newurbanmale top with a strap sticking out. ahaha, bra strap. anyways anyways, we went to eat lunch with abby, jamie and the rest and promised we'll be back to find her.. but because we had some last minute changes and had to go back to class earlier, she called and she was like quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL TOM'S FAULT. ahah. no la, its my fault cause my phone's in silent mode and i didn't know that i received a sms informing us to go back to class earlier =X. so we rushed back to find her and found out that she bought us chocolates !  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; for me,  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; for toms and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; for abs. WHOAAAAA. DAMN NICE. BUAY TAHAN. i'm touched like mad. and on each chocolate, there's a super sweet note attached (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESSY IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made in Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;clothes sold seperately, batteries not included. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-117086892620632865?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/117086892620632865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=117086892620632865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117086892620632865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117086892620632865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-guys-this-post-is-purely-dedicated.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-117018074281979544</id><published>2007-01-31T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:02:09.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>ok guys. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;. no. more. emo. posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example one.1.&lt;br /&gt;"i'm a emo kid. everytime i look into the mirror, its like a ugly beast looking back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;example two.2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"take pity on me. my armpit hair's dropping."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example three.3.&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;this is supposedly a invisible post to tell you that i am emo and people just love to highlight words and they'll immediately know that its a emo post. . flawless.&lt;/span&gt;  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example five.5.&lt;br /&gt;"toyota fapfi alibaba abadjat abadoomdoom dodo fishball ipod ipod mini ipod video iphone  prigopdopakfopak purple pink banana chicken pie lying on a pond with artificial swans baba boom baba bomba"   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*say that in front of me 10 times and i'll treat you a drink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example six.6.&lt;br /&gt;" ***k la ! you see that piece of paper there ? i hate it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example seven.7.&lt;br /&gt;"hello." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*end of post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example eight.8.&lt;br /&gt;"OMG LA ? HOW CAN HE FORGET TO SAY EXAMPLE FOUR ?! guys are like SOOO insensitive. i think i need a manicure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example nine.9.&lt;br /&gt;"my ass just split into half."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;example ten.10.&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5Pjo0WjBcs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5Pjo0WjBcs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING.YOU ARE EMO. YOU SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DRINK MORE WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THIS POST IS NOT DIRECTED AT ANYONE BECAUSE I'M SURE EVERYONE HAS A EMO POST. INCLUDING MYSELF. OKTHXBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-117018074281979544?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/117018074281979544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=117018074281979544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117018074281979544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/117018074281979544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116996867256010219</id><published>2007-01-28T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:31:58.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncle ah !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;sigh. my vacuum cleaner SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i was going down the escalator in boon keng MRT the other day with my friend Stella. the train going to punggol was leaving. so this 70+ year old auntie came from behind us and SHOVED me aside and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;UNCLE&lt;/span&gt; AH !!!!   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SIAM&lt;/span&gt; AHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THANKS AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then just one day later.. i was walking to the market with my mom, then the CC was beside the path we were walking. the soccer ball dropped beside me and this 15+ kid called out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;UNCLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;AH !!! HELP ME TAKE BALL LEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;at this particular moment, i wanted to smash the ball in his face. but being the nicest person i've ever known, i picked the ball and tossed it back so far that its the same distance if he would walked out to take it himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha. being the gundu that i am, i lost my iPod somewhere in school and i dunno where ! i think everyone is like sick and tired of hearing me lose my iPod but this time is for real. lol. that was after jiayi called and told me that i left my handphone in school. ahah, damn blur. oh well. *plays with spinning top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; to Li Yi and my pretty 'lil wife Serene for getting into the Ex-Co for the biz ig conference (: you guys rock better than the rock on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/owK5tHjL0aE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/owK5tHjL0aE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-think the lotus, feel the lotus, drive the lotus..-&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT RACIST. i hate everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116996867256010219?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116996867256010219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116996867256010219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116996867256010219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116996867256010219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/01/uncle-ah.html' title='uncle ah !'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116980730742374866</id><published>2007-01-26T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T18:28:56.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gay midget&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;He just came out of the cupboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116980730742374866?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116980730742374866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116980730742374866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116980730742374866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116980730742374866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/01/did-you-hear-about-gay-midget-he-just.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116904168243199570</id><published>2007-01-17T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:53:00.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, i've received this mail from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;are you having a bad day ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fire authorities in California  found a corpse in a burned-out section of forest while assessing the damage done  by a forest fire. The deceased male was dressed in a full wet suit, complete  with scuba tanks on his back, flippers, and facemask. A postmortem test revealed  that the man died not from burns, but from massive internal injuries. Dental  records provided a positive identification. investigators then set about to  determine how a fully clothed diver ended up in the middle of a forest fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It was revealed that on the day of the fire, the man went  diving off the coast, some 20 miles from the forest. The fire fighters, seeking  to control the fire as quickly as possible, had called in a fleet of helicopters  with very large dip buckets. Water was dipped from the ocean and emptied at the  site of the forest fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You guessed it. One minute our diver was making like Flipper in  the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pacific, the next, he was doing the breaststroke in a fire  dip bucket 300 feet in the air. Some days it just doesn't pay to get out of  bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh well. it could be worse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Courier New';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The average cost of rehabilitating  a seal after the Exxon Valdez oil spill in Alaska was $80,000.  At a special  ceremony, two of the most expensively saved animals were being released back  into the wild amid cheers and applause from onlookers. A minute later, in full  view, a killer whale ate them both.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;Two animal rights protesters were  protesting at the cruelty of sending pigs to a slaughterhouse in Bonn, Germany. Suddenly, all  two thousand pigs broke loose and escaped through a broken fence; stampeding  madly the two hopeless protesters were trampled to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Courier New';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ? STILL having a bad day ? ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Courier New';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;Iraqi terrorist Khan Rahnajet didn't  pay enough postage on a letter bomb. It came back with "return to sender"  stamped on it. Forgetting it was the bomb; he opened it and was blown to  bits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116904168243199570?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116904168243199570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116904168243199570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116904168243199570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116904168243199570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-guys-ive-received-this-mail-from.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116878434355812008</id><published>2007-01-14T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T22:25:46.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valuable memories..</title><content type='html'>heyo. happy birthday S&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;okok, i found this story that my orientation group wrote me from way back. lol. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh, whenever the paragraph changes, the writer changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;one fine sunny bring hot humid rainy cloudy story happy day, caleb went for a swin in his spongebob underwear. He tried to jump into the baby pool but was too big (notice the gramatical err) and he was too short for the big pool. So he walked to the shower and pretended swimming there instead, pressing the push button for the shower every few seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"aww man ! this stinks !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so he left for home to begin his attempt to create a pool just for him so he wouldn't need to repeat his lame stle in public again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(there's a change of handwriting here, the person changed) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;However, it couldn't work because he lived in a flat and anyway, people keep getting arrested for indecent exposure. Caleb didn't want to go to jail so he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;danced in public and won the masses over with his cheerful lameness. And they felt sorry for him and sent him to an asylum instead. when in the asylum, caleb made(i think she meant met) lots of people who are exactly like him, full of lameness and madness. But what's different about him is that he constantly thinking  (constantly thinking) about food. Day and night thoughts of food will appearin his mind.  So he started eating and eatile till... one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;caleb exploded into pieces (how delightful) while he was still eating like a mad sponge bob. However, he was still alive and kicking, except for the fact that his body parts are totally seperated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It was extremely traumitizing and tormenting for our eyes. Looking at him made us feel sick. Surprisingly, we didn't think about him when he was a GL to us, instead we think that he is a messy thing, something like a mass orge but a little less messier (wth ? mass orgy ?) But deep down our pure innocent, beautiful naive heart which is in our pure holy innocent handsomest, beautiful, pretty, fantastic, great body. We thought that it was just SOOOOOO... SAD FOR HIM. *force some tear out of our eyes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But actually ANELA(our empire name) still LOVES him ! WOOHOO !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116878434355812008?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116878434355812008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116878434355812008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116878434355812008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116878434355812008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/01/valuable-memories.html' title='valuable memories..'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116870795882895260</id><published>2007-01-14T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T01:05:58.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq~</title><content type='html'>YAY ! magus outing was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dreaded the whole weeked staring at the rain and thinking to ourselves whether we should cancel the outing or not. but in the end, we just heck care. lol. oh well. it all went well, with all the scandals and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;20 da shou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116870795882895260?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116870795882895260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116870795882895260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116870795882895260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116870795882895260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2007/01/bbq.html' title='bbq~'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116663755133980211</id><published>2006-12-21T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:59:11.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yay. tmr's otc. don't feel excited at ALL. tom said the programme's damn fun. ok go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116663755133980211?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116663755133980211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116663755133980211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116663755133980211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116663755133980211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116611013842634612</id><published>2006-12-14T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:43:22.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i've went to donate blood today, woohoo. i've lost my virginity. what a experience. the needle they use is like thickier than a pencil. and you have to squeeze this ball to let the blood gush out 100km/s. damn shiok. EVERYBODY should donate blood. jamie's super hilarious, she cannot donate blood because her thighs are too big. err... i mean cause she has low blood pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so while all of us are inside donating blood. she just slack outside laughing to herself because she dowan to donate blood and having huge thighs saved her from coming up with any nonsensical excuse which probably won't delude any of our smart and creative minds which is capable of seeing through her lame excuse which probably is very lame and revolves around her thigh which will wobble when it sees this message because i'm just trying to make this into a paragraph and you are still reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oh yeh guys. guess what ! its&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;brand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. its&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. its a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. its a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. I HAVE A BRAND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HAIRCUT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;please look for me to see it. terms and conditions apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yh3utQBZCIE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yh3utQBZCIE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;warning !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;seen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116611013842634612?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116611013842634612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116611013842634612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116611013842634612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116611013842634612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-went-to-donate-blood-today-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116568840166685678</id><published>2006-12-10T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:27:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm stumbling closer to you</title><content type='html'>first of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; BACK &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;TOMMY&lt;/span&gt;-SAN ! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff* goodbye &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;jiajia&lt;/span&gt;-chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. life w/o you is terrible. err. ya. let's stop there. everybody missed you leh. people keep asking me when are you coming back and stuff. feeling important ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoorayyy~ i've got into FOC/FOW GL ! many thanks to grace for telling me about the briefing on thurs. apparantly SU didn't send a mail or anything to notify people whether they're accepted or not, and they just pinned this huge piece of paper which is at a secluded spot in design. on top of that, we're having holidays now and almost none of us checked the board. so yeh. thankiew gracey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolland went for choir audition today. woohoo. i won't be alone anymore. when we were at cg, they played christmas songs and i sang along. people really really really suspected how i got into choir. muhahahahaha. i guess its the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FACE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                 &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4963/733/1600/85428/33427088356924m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4963/733/320/225465/33427088356924m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey shit ! what happened to blogger ? what the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyways, here's a interesting video&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T HELP IT. CLICK THE PLAY BUTTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tLuLE3jm1VU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tLuLE3jm1VU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="300" width="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116568840166685678?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116568840166685678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116568840166685678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116568840166685678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116568840166685678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-stumbling-closer-to-you.html' title='i&apos;m stumbling closer to you'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116524092158017032</id><published>2006-12-04T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:02:01.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week late post</title><content type='html'>typed this out a week ago, but i didn't post it up.. so yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars tonight are really beautiful. pity you can't see much of it in singapore unless there's clear skies. and even if there's clear skies, you'll probably just see Orion’s belt and some random stars. its like my secret ambition to be a astronomer and stare at constellations everyday or something. ok, this sounded quite emo. i love elmo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to pepper for winning the TP talent quest. good job to chang boon, felicia, rinna and all the other designers (1/2 of the finalists were designers). i just don't understand why. we need to lose. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to tom the other day in the cab and we realised how designers are really really really weird but we're damn nice people. then we raised several examples to prove it. WEI LONG. weird but nice. ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its holidays now. tomson and jia's going to hokkiado. how delightful. i want 10,000 gifts ty. its going to be a boring month. i guess i'll just slp in my room everyday. can't get a job cause camp's coming up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116524092158017032?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116524092158017032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116524092158017032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116524092158017032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116524092158017032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-week-late-post.html' title='one week late post'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116395874165928969</id><published>2006-11-20T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:52:21.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we were playing this game in church called the wild goose chase. they gave us like 20 questions which we're supposed to find and answer in vivocity. among them is this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"not page three, not page four. what page is it ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was debating with my fellow cg members that the answer is definately lame. and the answer is "not page one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, we lost because of that question. the answer was "page one."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116395874165928969?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116395874165928969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116395874165928969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116395874165928969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116395874165928969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-were-playing-this-game-in-church.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116273984858725952</id><published>2006-11-05T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:18:32.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was a captain's ball competition on tuesday i think.. although it was just a competion another team of girls, they were really good and displayed a wonderful example of sportsmanship.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up really enjoying ourselves and both teams had fun. (: they're all MOI freshman ! then Wei Jie is the only IMD. hey wait, their team also had a IMD freshman. so we paired them up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the actual basketball match was supposed to be on friday, but because the court was booked by SAA for something else, it was postponed to monday, tomorrow. so we happily trained during friday for the match. BUT, i carelessly dislocated my right shoulder joint in an attempt to intercept the ball under matthew's arm. i lifted my arm abit and it slotted back in, but it still hurt like hell.  visited a sinseh and he said he can't do anything about it because its not about the joint, but when it dislocated, it tore all the muscles around the bone. shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh well. i'm gonna get a medicated plaster over it and go ahead with the game. simon just smsed me the dress code for tomorrow. yay. time to question ourselves design sch. why are we always winning ? why ah ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="170" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCj-RyKCmHQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCj-RyKCmHQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="170" width="250"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116273984858725952?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116273984858725952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116273984858725952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116273984858725952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116273984858725952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-was-captains-ball-competition-on.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116221868083431623</id><published>2006-10-30T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:31:21.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>either he's utterly stupid, or he's just crazy. who the hell scolds his son because the television is malfunctioning ? i was in my sister's room watching television and he started screaming at the top of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the television had no audio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ignored all his screaming and tried to fix it. the usual stuff, check if the volume is out, if mute was on, etc. i didn't know what was wrong, then i changed channels. channel 2 to channel one, channel one back to channel two. and there it is. SOUND. so who's fault is it ? mine. for being the only one at home at that time. he started to scold me with all his vocabulary of vulgur words. i argued back and said "how the hell do i know ? the tv's crazy, it didn't change back because of some audio based reason, i just changed the channel ?" and he started screaming and told me stuff like "this wouldn't have happened if you watched television in my room. i've told you from the start to never come inside to watch television."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. ok lor. although i was really tempted to talk back more because i'm NOT wrong, i guess its just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's still scolding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116221868083431623?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116221868083431623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116221868083431623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116221868083431623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116221868083431623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/either-hes-utterly-stupid-or-hes-just.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116213639344928042</id><published>2006-10-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:58:03.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wei Long was sitting beside me after add/drop the other day. we chatted and i found out that he was forced to stay in animation because his GPA wasn't high enough and Video course was full. He's thinking of quitting school and going over to laselle. After he told me all that, i was pretty upset, partially because of the school's system and mainly because of the number of people leaving school. Our nakama's. Chin Por left school recently if nobody noticed.. he failed core twice and was forced to leave school. It's really damn sad la, although we all always disturb him and stuff, but after all he's part of us.  Nice knowing ya'll.. you guys were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Seah really can't lie for nuts. Whenever he lies right, he'll have this super bashable face which says "i am lying". I don't understand why everyone else can't tell when he's lying la. Its so obvious that i wana laugh whenever he lies. Just looking at him conjouring up a lie makes me and john have stiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my cgm today. Almost forgot how fun it is to hang around them. We ate 10kg of food. Tried out gay shirts. Rode iGallop and messed around with all the osim stuff. and ate another 10kg of food. EAT EAT EAT, ONLY KNOW HOW TO EAT. lol. 5 of us went around marina today. Celine is this pretty freckle faced girl and she really loves to eat. Everywhere she goes, she'll just point at it and drool. Nathan will comment on how unhealthy it is and Samson and Hoyin will laugh. Me ? I'll  just bully and laugh at Celine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rain Rain go away, come again with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I never was struck before that hour&lt;br /&gt;With love so sudden and so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower&lt;br /&gt;And stole my heart away complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my blood rushed to my face&lt;br /&gt;And took my eyesight quite away.&lt;br /&gt;The trees and bushes round the place&lt;br /&gt;Seemed midnight at noonday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not see a single thing,&lt;br /&gt;Words from my eyes did start.&lt;br /&gt;They spoke as chords do from the string,&lt;br /&gt;And blood burnt round my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are flowers the winter's choice&lt;br /&gt;Is love's bed always snow&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to hear my silent voice&lt;br /&gt;Not love appeals to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw so sweet a face&lt;br /&gt;As that I stood before.&lt;br /&gt;My heart has left its dwelling place&lt;br /&gt;And can return no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116213639344928042?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116213639344928042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116213639344928042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116213639344928042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116213639344928042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/wei-long-was-sitting-beside-me-after.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116152317064358488</id><published>2006-10-22T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:26:19.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corrine May- Angel in Disguise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I woke up this morning feeling kind of blue&lt;br /&gt;and i stumbled out of bed and&lt;br /&gt;dragged my feet across the room&lt;br /&gt;Right outside my front door was a rose&lt;br /&gt;and a note that said 'Somebody loves you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out on the street it starts to pour&lt;br /&gt;and before i get soaking wet,&lt;br /&gt;A total stranger runs to give me&lt;br /&gt;the jacket off his back&lt;br /&gt;I turn around to thank him&lt;br /&gt;But he waves me with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe my eyes&lt;br /&gt;He puts on a halo and starts to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Dont need to look at paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to&lt;br /&gt;an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a good friend for lunch&lt;br /&gt;and we had a delicious meal&lt;br /&gt;But i forgot to bring my wallet&lt;br /&gt;I felt like an imbecile&lt;br /&gt;But she was sweet, she gave me a treat and&lt;br /&gt;Bought me a chicken sandwich&lt;br /&gt;To take home for tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out of the street with nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;A man and his shopping cart go&lt;br /&gt;Travelling to places&lt;br /&gt;Collecting social graces&lt;br /&gt;I give him my sandwich&lt;br /&gt;and we chatter for a while&lt;br /&gt;I see a rainbow wash over his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He gives me his halo and&lt;br /&gt;I start to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look for paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to hide away from me&lt;br /&gt;I know you're by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look for Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to&lt;br /&gt;an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Everyday can be legendary&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, an endless surprise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to an angel in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of new.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at the ordinary,&lt;br /&gt;everyday can be legendary,&lt;br /&gt;every minute,&lt;br /&gt;an endless surprise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; am an angel in disguise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116152317064358488?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116152317064358488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116152317064358488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116152317064358488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116152317064358488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/corrine-may-angel-in-disguise.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116141134730229917</id><published>2006-10-21T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:53:22.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who me ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="170" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fHyFp9B4ig"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fHyFp9B4ig" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="170" width="250"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our favourite song in the 3d lab. everybody cheers whenever the chorus comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were given our final assignment on thursday. its really really crazy. we're supposed to storyboard on a 4 paged story that was given. ITS REALLY REALLY LONG. i've never been so afraid of an assignment before. deadline's on weds. apparantly, we're supposed to find our own casts and all the info that was given in the story ex: places, objects. oh well, so much for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after the WOW event yesterday (the only thing that made me went wow was the drink. :P), me, tom, wj and john went to PLAN for our night. it wasn't really fun cause we owned every game. one of the lan shops closed at 1230 and we had to go to another one which was across the street. it looks really cool. it's practically a bar with a lan shop inside. really really cool. but there really wasn't a mood for gaming, the lights keep changing colors. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="170" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yRmqZRPgK1w"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yRmqZRPgK1w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="170" width="250"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video is made to express what i'm feeling right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116141134730229917?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116141134730229917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116141134730229917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116141134730229917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116141134730229917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/who-me.html' title='who me ?'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116084506445692924</id><published>2006-10-15T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:57:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>design sub comm camp</title><content type='html'>once again, the dynamic duo, caleb and tom, took yet another camp by storm. although their trusty comrades john and jason wasn't around, they were able to stir up "fun", "joyous" and "time-consuming" in the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;design camp was great. apart form the fact that there wasn't ANY cheers made during the whole camp and we only use the "oei" cheer. we literally owned ALP games la. whatever they toss at us as a "challenge" doesn't seem to pose any challenge. i suppose it's the design thing. i duno, we're just too good. that sucks, we must lose so that we can improve more. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116084506445692924?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116084506445692924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116084506445692924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116084506445692924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116084506445692924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/design-sub-comm-camp.html' title='design sub comm camp'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116067405887321181</id><published>2006-10-13T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:41:57.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impressions of people</title><content type='html'>i got really bored and i found some pictures on the net to express certain characteristics of people i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/cyclops.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/cyclops.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;awarded best hair band that can be used to control your optic beams. Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/images.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;neh neh ni pu pu, i dowan to open the 3d door for you. ya hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/noob.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/noob.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn noob. DAMN noob. poh han.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/3047191598.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/3047191598.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi, i'm the red ranger that makes funny noises when i fight. jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/939046338.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/939046338.2.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin it. Ariel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/736819541.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/736819541.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i don't really need to explain this. at all. tom sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/1023302727.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/1023302727.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;small kid fasicated with a banana in pajamas ball. chee jia yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/2208599843.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/2208599843.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't need to say anything. chang boon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/422709925.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/422709925.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huh ? a who are you ? orh. josh ah. huh ? christine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/2525190596.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/2525190596.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello, you might think i'm indian, but i'm not. i'm just black and funny. kah wai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116067405887321181?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116067405887321181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116067405887321181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116067405887321181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116067405887321181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/impressions-of-people.html' title='impressions of people'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-116050181028166402</id><published>2006-10-11T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:52:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;You are funny and funky.You can be freaky like mickey.You are always there.You will be there for me when I need you.You listen.You make me laugh so hard you cry.You face the facts.You never make me feel like a failureYou always had faith in me.Friends are forever, like you and me. YOU are special in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;You guys are my A-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;bigail. you inspire me to be more hardworking and having a positive light about people's comments about you. Your hairband is fun to play with. Your huge belt looks good on you regardless what Tom says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt; riel. Long hair beast~! All the girls are comparing their hair with you. Great animator and deep thinker. Uses pantene hair shampoo. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ndrea. Quiet and reserved. Smiley when i say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;enjamin. Forever dirty jokes. :P Often lighens the mood of the class or a conversation with a funny comment or joke. But when he wants to say something that is not a joke, he gets really serious and we all get shocked. "cause i always say jokes, then if i don't have a serious face, you all will think it's another joke"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hristine. For always randomly pressing and massaging my shoulder. urrrrrrr. rocks. "huh ?" "orh."    "huh ?"     "orh."     "huh ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt; hang Boon. For being ninja-ish all the time and making me laugh. Absolute skill with every game he touches. Seems to have played every PS2 game that has been made. lol. Fantastic way of doing impressions of different people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt; eline. For making me feel tall whenever you're beside me. The ear that always has been there. The person i can relate to most of the time. Pretty girl who doesn't like it when many many guys have a crush on her. Plays rugby and can lift me up with 1 and a half fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt; hin Por. Change your favourite color dude. Try to stop mumbling to yourself =X I always thought you were smart. Great command of english also (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aphne. Your name sounds like a fruit. murmuy~ (translates as bye bye) The mad whiner who has the greatest love of all (: stay strong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;leanor. nurrse, we need help here ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;F&lt;/span&gt; erli. Your dance rocks man, i saw part of it in 3d class the other day. jia you ! Great singer with really. big. eyes. jia you, next year's superstar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt; ong Jin. for always being there when i'm not doing well spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt; erbert. Fit as a Fiddle. Hair short short. Muscle big big. Age old old. lol. Prison break freaks like everybody else. Quiet guy in the first year, but going second year, you can see his horny personality leaking out. *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ra. Smart and Intellectual. Wait, are they both the same ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt; ia Yi. NAKAMA. TONG ZI. COMRADES FOR LIFE. loves to sleep alot alot alot. draws really well. has a bad habit of not clipping her bag, so i always do it for her and get beaten up for being a nice guy. favourite phrase "No ?" *with a slang* pretty lil small girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt; oel. the warlock user. cute when playing soccer. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt; ason the Red Ranger. another God-Like joker. lol. di di di di di di, yes alpha ? ok, teleport me there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt; amie. haha, although we always pull pranks and disturb you everyday, you're our bestest best buddy (: DON'T EAT SO MUCH ALREADY LA. SO FAT LIAO STILL EAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt; oshua. Hey, why is josh after jamie? oh, wrong josh. JOSHUA AH, YOUR GF VERY FEIRCE AH. Handsome guy with a nice bag :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ia Ying. You're really really good with drawing. Cute way of laughing. Nice wardrobe you have, always see you in cool stuff. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;o-An. As you can see, she is the first person i know that has a dash in her name. how the hell do you pronounce a dash ? i mean, you don't go around calling her "jo dash an" right ? that's just weird. so whenever i call her name, i must pause. "jo" *pause* "an". ok nah, she's a nice person. terribly obsessed with turtles and barley mint candy. and she loves to go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;K&lt;/span&gt; ah Wai. Your jokes are God-Like. Fantastic way of finding words to describe situations and ideas. lol. vulgur language put to good use ? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt; ina. I always thought you were slack, but oh man, you're the best secretary EVER. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt; ynette. WE PASSED LEADERSHIP. 1,2,3,4 HIGH 5 ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt; averic. WHOA, you're damn frank ah. anything just say. anything just shoot. lol. Handsome monkey man who loves to sing and play instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt; eville. HONG KONG KID. eat more food. Easily pissed off by people who irritate him, but bounces back with a super cute face with makes you wana squeeze it so much you want to wack yourself. ok, you're cute. you're skinny. you're ineh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;P&lt;/span&gt; oh Han. NOOB. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB. we like your hair. Soccer maniac who talks everything about soccer that i don't know about. Great personality, doesn't seem to ever get angry in his entire life. just bully him. just wack him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Q&lt;/span&gt; in Yu. WHOA, damn cute. the way you push up your specs. DAMN CUTE. Don't work outside so hard that you neglect school work hor ! *pats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt; olland. For making me feel like i'm normal when we both eat like 3 meal servings. Great guy that ALSO has a crumpler bag. Great amount of patience and tolerence. Out going personality with lotsa crappy jokes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt; inna. Sorry. Dance well on friday ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;LS. KILL TOM. STUN HIM, FASTER. Bestest best bud. Loves to irritate people just to irritate them because he wants to irritate them. He often thinks of himself as a olympic runner. more like running for olyimpic commitee. obsessed with crumpler and dota. a weird person that deserves to be wacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt; heeby. For showing me how nice braces can be and how schrewed up a person's nickname can get. My dota apprentice, the only lesson you need to learn is to "HOOT ! JUST HOOT !". May the dota angel be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt; amson. For doing all you can for the cell (like calling up *cough* every week)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;erene. One of the prettiest girls i've met in my life, she's quite tall, loves to converse in chinese, and has a wacky wardrobe. She loves to eat kinder chocos and NEVER EVER gets fat. she's really the skinny model type whom you look at and get jealous and want to plot to disfigure her. ya. ok. pretty girl. :P:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt; om. hey wait, please refer to S. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt; errence. meek big teddy bear ! Terribly fond of using jian heroes which irritates ALL of us *poke poke* Quiet and handsome guy who grinds wow everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ei Long. Although alot of people don't really like the way you act, i think you're a nice guy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;W&lt;/span&gt; ei Jie. Keep up with your old school faith bro ! you rock jie. best group partner anyone could have. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;a Hui. For not wanting to open the door everytime i'm outside the 3d lab. the way you stick out your tongue is so wackable. *takes out club*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; umi. For letting me win minesweeper and checkers. Things you say uplift me also (: Ice cream together someday ! We go look for some ice cream buffet or something and eat till we become ice cubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;e Wei. sigh yw. you're a damn nice guy la. sigh. sigh. :P:P:P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Z&lt;/span&gt; hi Hui. I still think this sounds nicer than jasmine :P haha, your grades are ridiculously good. *eyes sparkle* charming girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if i miss you out, please tag and i'll update. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-116050181028166402?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116050181028166402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=116050181028166402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116050181028166402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/116050181028166402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-funny-and-funky.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115972492659720722</id><published>2006-10-02T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T02:09:23.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;        &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;       1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;DIE, YOU SPAWN OF THE PIMPLE KING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex? ?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR"?&lt;br /&gt;ROOD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your mobile? ?&lt;br /&gt;whoa SIAN. tom seah. can't it be like jessica alba ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ringtone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;please guys, they specifically asked for a "RING"tone, don't give some funny pussycat dolls song. my favourite ringtone goes.. ring ring.. ring ring ring... ring ring... ring ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What kinda shirt you have on? ?&lt;br /&gt;tao yan. people not wearing shirt now la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Describe yourself in one phrase. ?&lt;br /&gt;my beauty cannot be comprehended by words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing? ?&lt;br /&gt;truimph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;bright room on bright days and dark room on dark days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;i think he also has alot of nose hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're alone in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A STUPID QUESTION. OBVIOUSLY THE BED WITH A DOREMON PRINTED ON THE BEDSHEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;during midnight everyday i'll scream out of the window "I HAVE ARMPIT HAIR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message say that you received on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;"cong ah, shou yi fu"&lt;br /&gt;that basically translates into, "caleb, bring in the clothes. it's gonna rain"&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MOM, THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your letter box?&lt;br /&gt;huh ? my letters come in envelopes ? they don't come in boxes ? are they supposed to come in boxes ? damn, somebody must have stolen them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;dunno. seriously, dunno. as in, dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;how the hell would i know if it's their last confession of their life. RETARDED. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched? ?&lt;br /&gt;armpit hair counted not ? it's past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days? ?&lt;br /&gt;i quit taking drugs after seeing how grandpa died in little miss sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be in the boot covered by porn magazines. no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed? ?&lt;br /&gt;HUH ? 0 relevance ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far? ?&lt;br /&gt;please la. every year is 365 days. far what far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy? ?&lt;br /&gt;FOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture? ?&lt;br /&gt;it's not a picture question 23. it's a illustration. can't you tell the difference ? oh i forgot, you're just a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly? ?&lt;br /&gt;i choose how to fly and then steal a million bucks from the person who offered me this offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like someone? ?&lt;br /&gt;yes. i like SOMEONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GO FIND EVERY1 IN S'PORE WITH SOMEONE IN THEIR NAMES."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;Anvil Lasagne- Complicated Name Sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, would you jump in front of the bullet? ?&lt;br /&gt;no ? i think i'll walk. cooler to die that way. i mean, if you jump and slipped how ? you'll both die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could punch one person in the face who would it be? ?&lt;br /&gt;DEFINATELY DEFINATELY &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you really want to know who that guy is so much? well then, it goes all the way back to sem 1 when he really pissed me off by saying some stupid retarded stuff about my hair. but even if you read finish all these small words, i also wont reveal to you who this mysterious guy is. ok, maybe i will. his name is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is the closest object to your left foot? ?&lt;br /&gt;i bet you though the guy's name was thirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115972492659720722?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115972492659720722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115972492659720722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115972492659720722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115972492659720722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115953933319773541</id><published>2006-09-29T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:20:50.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say say say !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/PF_Day3_154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/PF_Day3_154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this photo is photoshopped*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia yi called me a while ago just to tell me that my photo is in polyforum. i changed my voice and said "caleb is in the toilet." she asked "can you ask him to call me back ?". then i said "NO." jia damn stupid. erm.. i'm sure the picture speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOMO~ HARD GAY NESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115953933319773541?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115953933319773541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115953933319773541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115953933319773541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115953933319773541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/say-say-say.html' title='say say say !'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115937714768853178</id><published>2006-09-28T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:29:53.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>design rox ?</title><content type='html'>i don't know what the hell the design school is thinking. ever since the block system started, it's crazily unstable. some people has holidays and some doesn't. duh, we're frns, we need to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going down to MOI, they told us that we didn't have to take any electives so we have holidays from the 18th to the end of oct. we start holidays late jiu suan le. THEY SUDDENLY MAILED US TODAY AND TOLD US THAT WE HAVE CLASSES STARTING 2ND OCT ?! WHAT THE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slogged our asses off our crazy modules because of block system with all our sleepless nights and just when we swam up the water for a 0.1 sec breather, they drag us back into the water. it's a school system we're talking about. not some sleazy organization that informs or organizes events last min. how can they just send a casual e-mail notifying us of a class. don't they know that we have our lives ? hello ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have friends that booked air tickets. friends that signed contracts to the end of oct, but now have to forfeit half of his pay because he backed out the contract. seriously, what are they thinking. i can imagine this going on the front page tomorrow's papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Students notified of class 4 days later when their holidays just started. School mimicking industry fantastically well."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115937714768853178?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115937714768853178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115937714768853178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115937714768853178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115937714768853178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/design-rox.html' title='design rox ?'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115918632646820759</id><published>2006-09-25T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T20:20:25.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>polyforum wooooo~</title><content type='html'>hey hey. it's been forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;wanted to blog about pf when i came back from it, but.. cannot take it, must slack.&lt;br /&gt;it's just as tiring as camp but just as fun also (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first two days of pf was really boring, there wasn't much to do and we basically went through a "minister talk" and "eating" spree. wooo. during the first day of pf, the whole subtheme 4c tried to pull a stunt on me. when we were in the room chilling out, angeline (whom tom thinks is damn chio) asked me to go to her room with her to go and take her thumbdrive cause our group video was inside. but i asked her, "huh, i thought you all want to watch during the last day ?" then she say, "huh, just come la". then she pull me out. literally dragged me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. note no. 1.&lt;br /&gt;never drag someone away from the venue of scene, it's too obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on our way there, she asked me dumb questions like "you like ling kwee right ?" hmmmmm. then i asked her, "how come you want to go take your thumbdrive today" yes, i asked again. then she replied, "huh. orh, then go back take money lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. note no. 2&lt;br /&gt;please don't try to lie so obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we reached her room, KHAIRUL came over. the QUIET khairul. he came over and asked, "hey, got your thumbdrive ?" ok, it's like me and tom going to SAA building to collect something and shawn(the quiet one) come OVER and ask if we got our stuff. ridiculous. then they start giggling to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. note no. 3&lt;br /&gt;don't giggle to yourself as if something is happening BECAUSE something is really happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't want to go back with them because i want to avoid danger. i saw jia on the way then i just ask them to go back themselves and walk with jia. their face totally changed. so we walk walk walk. jia went back to her room, then i camp outside the room and see their reaction. 5 people came out and looked around for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. note no. 4&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY PEOPLE LOOKING FOR YOU = DANGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point of time, it's like a rugby match. they captured me back 5 times and i escaped 4 times. lol. in the end they just wana sing birthday song and cut cake. lol. anyways, resistance then got fun. :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super fun on the 3rd day. there was this amazing race thing and i was on TV ! woohoo. please la, of course they will take all the handsome guys right. :P there was this skit thingy during D&amp;D.. and... i shall not go into elaborate details. you all go imagine yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. pics many many.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_3602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 196px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_3602.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short but difficult to bully. presentingggggg, SLS comrade no. 2 ! and of course, our commander SLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_3596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_3596.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_3597.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn act cute can ? tom seah. SLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_3619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_3619.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. we're comrades, we're all cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_3504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_3504.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. you'll lead a normal life, get a ordinary partner and have 10 babies to contribute to  the nation's birth rate. *flashes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_3506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_3506.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sook says i look good in a suit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 197px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/10.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay, where's my money !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zao shang, wo men shi student. wan shang, wo men shi brudder&lt;br /&gt;(morning, we are student. at night we are brudder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 204px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say say say !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i may be attractive, but don't anyhow point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 196px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RP ? WTH LA ?! why your "C" run to TP ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 195px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from behind. LING KWEE. slow like snail.&lt;br /&gt;then khairul, raodah, rafiz, samantha, vani&lt;br /&gt;then jamie(you look fat in this pic), timothy, angeline mommy, me (: , ming xi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATA LAI LIAO. faster run !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is jamie and timothy reporting. there seems to be a crazy person acting cute nowadays, young men please be careful when going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 196px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peek a boo, i see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_3609.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_3609.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night ladies and gentleman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115918632646820759?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115918632646820759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115918632646820759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115918632646820759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115918632646820759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/polyforum-wooooo.html' title='polyforum wooooo~'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115890839625191976</id><published>2006-09-22T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T15:12:20.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to you</title><content type='html'>dong dong dong qiang&lt;br /&gt;dong dong dong qiang&lt;br /&gt;dong dong dong qiang&lt;br /&gt;dong qiang dong dong qiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with my birthday last sunday. had breakfast with my family at crystal jade with lotsa good food. yum yum. rushed down to pf meeting which starts at 1 and discussed abt our presentation and stuff. after which i went down to town to celebrate with jia, abs and SLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super crowded arnd town. we shopped around and tom went in all the branded goods shop and keep commenting it's damn cheap. damn idiot. my most expensive piece of clothing in my cuboard is a giordano shirt. after hours of shopping, we walked over to Heeren's NYDC to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. suspiscious. rich man tom wants to eat NYDC. weird. i wanted to eat at swensons, which has 10x better food for around the same price. tom strongly rejected it. hmmmm. my birthday, never even consider what i wanted to eat ? hmmmmmm. we sat down and the waitor gave us a glass of water, and we looked at the menu. i was about to order when a waitor came out with a slice of cake and they sang my birthday song. ok, normal. used my nosril to blow out the candle. ok, good. very hungry liao. I WANT TO ORDER FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 20+ people came out with the rest of the cake and gave me my birthday present. THE crumpler bag. hooray. at this point of time, i was super super super super shocked. but oh well, MUST act like ya hui. act DAMN dao, so everybody will feel damn sian. LOL. so sweet right ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh. i forgot to mention. SLS went around to collect money for my birthday present, he TRIED to keep it discreet. but from the other end of the table, i could see him point 6 at other people. how obvious can he get la. so i shouted back "HUH ? 6 dollars ah ? ok lor." he laugh like mad. oh well, stupid like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/Photo%2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 211px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/Photo%2040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear passengers, this is the captain speaking. we are experiencing some turbulence, if you're getting sucked into a vortex, that's perfectly normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/Photo%2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/Photo%2038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT JIMMY NEUTRON ?! alvin ting's brother !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/Photo%2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 210px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/Photo%2037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE act cute gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/Photo%2019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 196px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/Photo%2019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can see is teeth too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/Photo%2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/Photo%2036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE gang (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115890839625191976?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115890839625191976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115890839625191976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115890839625191976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115890839625191976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-to-you_22.html' title='happy birthday to you'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115842407857950199</id><published>2006-09-17T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:27:58.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. happy bird day to me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115842407857950199?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115842407857950199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115842407857950199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115842407857950199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115842407857950199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115816647790978050</id><published>2006-09-14T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:54:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeshar. tmr's the last day of this sem. DIE MODULES. I OWN YOU. went to sch for a 30 min consultation which didn't help at all. went to 3d to sleep and headed home. duno why i'm so tired. yay, i've got a pair of new slick formal pants, thanks to my bro. yes, i have a older bro. don't even think about it, whether you're gay or straight. he's 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father wanted to get me a laptop. but cause my sister's lappy's motherboard went haywire, i asked my father to get her one instead because she needed it more than me. i guess i have no real use for a laptop now.. i think. but oh well, i guess being a good bro sometimes makes you feel good. love ya sista. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how much insensitive can you get. how much longer must i tolerate you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115816647790978050?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115816647790978050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115816647790978050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115816647790978050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115816647790978050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeshar.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115807263233522410</id><published>2006-09-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:50:32.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is emo day. my group simply rocks man. meeting supposed to be 12pm, they came at 2pm. how better can it get ? woohoo. i love them. one overslept. one no excuse. one sit at a corner of the class. one was unwell. shioking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. my legs are ridicously scar-ed. ganar attacked by locusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. jia yi bit my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. i stepped on an ant because i was emo. but it didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. i spoilt the weighing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. i'm constipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. jason's hair damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. tp's blazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. i think i'm damn handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. i found my power rangers bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. i found a $500 note, i concentrated to see if it was a specimen, but my eye beam burnt it into ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. i took a picture of myself and compared it to the past. i feel it's more like "before" than "after" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. my armpit hair is tingling, i think there's a thug commiting a crime somewhere. i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdaoy si meo ady. my tpniyg sckus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day. omg, what's that ?! it's a bird. it's a plane. NO. it's a stingray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is emo day.  1 more day to bugis, 2 more days to end of block, 3 more days to basketball, 4 more days to church, 5 more days to my bird's day, and 6 more days to polyforum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okthnxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115807263233522410?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115807263233522410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115807263233522410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115807263233522410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115807263233522410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-emo-day.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115788916585173063</id><published>2006-09-10T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:52:45.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I take you to be my wedded wife,&lt;br /&gt;to have and to hold from this day foward,&lt;br /&gt;for better or worse, for richer or poorer,&lt;br /&gt;in sickness and in health,&lt;br /&gt;to love and to cherish and to obey,&lt;br /&gt;as long as we both live,&lt;br /&gt;according to God's holy ordinace;&lt;br /&gt;and thereo  I give you my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115788916585173063?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115788916585173063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115788916585173063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115788916585173063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115788916585173063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-take-you-to-be-my-wedded-wife-to.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115773695563116010</id><published>2006-09-09T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:35:55.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf is wrong with you. suddenly you come and tell me that it's group work and want me to do stuff. go drink your crazy juice la. i'm presenting and i worked on the presentation slides. if you're unhappy, change a group. if you talked to me like that face to face, i'll just slice you into half. feed half to crocodiles and half to stingrays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LH, thanks for pulling a last min stunt on me and ask me to take photos of the process. in case you didn't notice, i'm handling producer, cameraman, actor, script writor and editor, which means EVERYTHING. i don't believe your whole group don't even have one person that's free tomorrow lor. my whole video group is going down, and your group has what ? 7 people ? and NONE can make it ? pffft, just close your eyes la. that way people can't tell that you're lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like the csi marine tom talked to me about just now. touch me and i'll break your arm or nose in 2 seconds. no, i'm better than that. i'll break your arm or nose in 1.9 seconds. don't try to kill me with a stingray you fag, stingrays don't live on land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my watch is in the cuboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115773695563116010?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115773695563116010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115773695563116010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115773695563116010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115773695563116010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/wtf-is-wrong-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115756889006201355</id><published>2006-09-07T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:56:56.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy flappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  woken up by a call from tim this afternoon asking about the video production for the polyforum. bleh, i have to skip service this saturday to go take the video because tim is only free on thurs and sat. i rather go for make up service than make up cg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  class was pathetic today. what did we have ? 12 people ? the whole of sook's group skipped class. damn slack. oh well, this is what you get if attendence is not compulsary in school. jai's a wonderful friend, but i have to admit, he needs some improvements in his technique of teaching. speaking about class. i have this super wonderful group la, they're super enthu. we're way ahead of the rest of the class in terms of work done. they just rock. and stones. and pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ice Mountain Design Company (shuddap, it's a nice name ok.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Ng Wei Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Lina Neo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Jasmine Chew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Goh Yee Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Caleb Hoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  saw my secondary school hockey team mates in school today. brings back memories, lol. but i guess i have no second thoughts about joining back to hockey. i'm like dying to want to go back to dragon boat, but being in design sch just doesn't permits me to. oh well, at least i love everyday of my student life.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; went to town with jia just now to eat sakae. damn shiok. sadly there wasn't a dinner buffet in heeren sakae but we didn't care less. WE WANTED TO EAT SUSHI. i went in with a concave stomach and coming out craving for sour plums. ok go. so in the end we ended up spending 22 bucks on a meal. lol. we keep talking about the inperfect service they had and we wanted to call the manager several times. LOL. attempted to take out 2 sushi's from the red plates and putting it back with 6 left inside but we were afraid to be mentioned by moses during genisis meeting.. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"STUDENTS CAUGHT CHEATING ON SUSHI STALL DUE TO OVEREXESSIVE STRESS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wouldn't want that to happen. we walked out of heeren and saw the plastic cows on display for marche, they just made it so real, like.. EVERY part. oh well. saw some mediacorp actors acting near heeren. not fiona xie, so we left. LOL. jia said she didn't like fiona cause she looked slutty. precisely why guys like her.   &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;old song. but i love it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iris by Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115756889006201355?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115756889006201355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115756889006201355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115756889006201355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115756889006201355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-flappy.html' title='happy flappy'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115713584131133170</id><published>2006-09-02T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:51:02.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy lecturer's day ! i hope my beautifully deisgned wishes were seen by all of ya ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  we were at the tv studio and ya hui and the rest was playing around with the audio equipment. they made this recording and altered it so it sound really really cute. haha, our mini conversation turned out hilarous when playedbacked. then we started talking about each other crushes or people to CRUSHED them. ya hui wants me to stop talking about her ipod and jamie wants me to stop saying GJAC. ok, kbby shall stop. tom damn chicken nugget la, i never ga jiao you, you help them and disturb me. stupid like shit. seriously, tom seah. stupid like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's just so sudden. i don't know what to do. which path to take. continue living in comfort, or stretch myself to grow ? tell me what to choose. tell me which is the path you desire me to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115713584131133170?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115713584131133170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115713584131133170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115713584131133170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115713584131133170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-lecturers-day-i-hope-my.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115704108943450073</id><published>2006-09-01T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:18:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just one smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115704108943450073?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115704108943450073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115704108943450073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115704108943450073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115704108943450073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-one-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115688262996204995</id><published>2006-08-30T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T04:21:47.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i'm a snake</title><content type='html'>since tom keep complaining that my words are super difficult to read, i decided to change my blogskin altogether. had to do many tweaks to the original script and images. kinda cool huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to catch click yesterday with stupid like shit (tom), matt, sheeps, jams, teddy, herbz and wj. they were doing work at school for pcomd, and i was doing it at home. so we're supposed to meet at cine like around 720. but tom asked me to buy the tickets, which i don't have enough money to do so.. so i asked jams to ask someone to collect money to come down with me to buy tix first. jams said she's coming, so i told her 620, but due to SOME reason, she ended up coming with the rest at 725 and they changed the venue to PS w/o telling me. *kettle whistles* yes all of you chicken wings, better tell me earlier next time. stupid like shit, especially you. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but oh well, i managed to get over it and made myself NOT scold anyone and pretend nothing happened. takes years of training to do that. lol. ok go. the movie's quite alright, 'cept for the part where he 'awoke' from the 'dream'. heh, don't like this kinda plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a blast.  wearing formal to school had a different feel althogether, it made me feel that my status was elevated, haha. my mother almost cried seeing me wearing formal, saying something like, "you've grown". lol. went to eat lunch with tom and jia. then there was this jamie yeo look-alike that sat beside me cause tom, jia and dong ni was at the other table, so i sat at another table beside them alone. i was shocked man, she's chio. lol. but she left shortly after, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed out a few parts of my portfolio to make it look better after lunch. prepared myself for various questions for the interview also. the interview was ulber formal and we had to sit in as employers and interview till it's our turn to become the interviewee. after the interview, we had a debrief and jai said i did a great job. woohoo. "excellent technique of answering. good eye contact.. but why do you only look at me ? how about the other employers (duh, you're the lecturer.), good confidence." greatz. working hard pays off. oh ya, he also mentioned that i had a few la's and lor's in the interview. i had NO idea i did, not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115688262996204995?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115688262996204995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115688262996204995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115688262996204995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115688262996204995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-im-snake.html' title='today i&apos;m a snake'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115668291485248812</id><published>2006-08-27T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:54:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogs are for you to type emo stuff you don't want to tell people but you want to tell people</title><content type='html'>I'm broke! Everybody's birthday.s all clumped in this month, paying for all the stuff ate into my allowance next week. Time to find for my primary school lunchbox :P Anyways, we were supposed to watch WJ's game at YCK today, but he couldn't play due to some administration problems so we went to Marine Parade to play instead. Carelessly cut my hands in the game before it ended, it looks like some vampire bite, damn stylo ! lol. Sheepy arranged a game with her friends at Woodlands, so I left the CC with her and we each went our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay tom, stupid like shit. jia, still sleeping right, you all year hibernator. xtine in audio room slacking right, I hope li lan catches you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to my interesting day. As I was walking home today, I was thinking about the choices we make, and how it deeply affects our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I saw a dog with a leech, so was it compelled to obey, or did it choose to obey? What do you think? Yes, there may be reasons, circumstances or consequences affecting our choice, but ultimately and assuredly I tell you that it is up to us to make that choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's your choice to smile when you're unhappy. Your choice to help someone despite whether you know the person, or whether how bad the impression he/she gives you at first sight. Your choice. Your decisions. Have a control and empowerment over our choices and emotions, instead of the other way around. Decide and act upon it. OK go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for attending this academic year's director's talk, please decide to score straight Z's for your subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115668291485248812?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115668291485248812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115668291485248812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115668291485248812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115668291485248812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/08/blogs-are-for-you-to-type-emo-stuff.html' title='blogs are for you to type emo stuff you don&apos;t want to tell people but you want to tell people'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115609276657377815</id><published>2006-08-21T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T02:56:06.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the questions with a star is compulsary</title><content type='html'>random survey from jia's blog from jamie's blog.&lt;br /&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just to begin with..*&lt;br /&gt;001: Real Name - caleb&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname - kbby&lt;br /&gt;003. Single or taken - neither, i just said i'm caleb&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac Sign - dragon&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female - male&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary School - hogworts sch of wizardary translated as saint andrews junior.&lt;br /&gt;007. iPod - minnie =&gt; mickey =&gt; pluto =&gt; mars =&gt; sneakers =&gt; slippers =&gt; addidas =&gt; apple =&gt; ipod&lt;br /&gt;008. How many buddies on your list - i don't randomly write my buddies name on a list, what if they got stolen by some terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;009. Friendster name - caleb&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair Color - black like black&lt;br /&gt;012. Hair Long or Short - shorto&lt;br /&gt;014. Eye Color - a little brown, a little brown.&lt;br /&gt;015. Are you health freak - da meh&lt;br /&gt;016. Height - 174metres.&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone - i believe you'll go to jail for that in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;018. Do you like yourself - nope. I ADORE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;019. Braces? - would like to man, braces turn me on.&lt;br /&gt;020. Think you're awesome? - err. not really.&lt;br /&gt;021. Piercings - one&lt;br /&gt;022. Tattoo - nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Your 'Firsts'*&lt;br /&gt;024. Surgery - none&lt;br /&gt;025. First piercing - poly1&lt;br /&gt;026. First best friend - my imaginary friend george&lt;br /&gt;27. First Award - i seriously don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;028. First Sport You Joined - hockey&lt;br /&gt;029. First pet - terrapins !&lt;br /&gt;030. First vacation - sentosa&lt;br /&gt;031. First Concert - planetshakerssssss&lt;br /&gt;032. First love - my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Favorites*&lt;br /&gt;033. Favorite movie - pokemon, got to catch them all&lt;br /&gt;034. Favorite tv show - dua deng gim(da chang jin), yes la !&lt;br /&gt;035. Color - black&lt;br /&gt;036. Music - alternative&lt;br /&gt;039. Drink - mogu mogu, MANGO.&lt;br /&gt;040. Body part not on the face - i'll leave it to your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;041. Cartoon - spongebob circle pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Favorite piece of clothing - none&lt;br /&gt;043. Brand Of Clothing - none&lt;br /&gt;044. What do you sleep with - comic books&lt;br /&gt;045. Favorite School - TDS man.&lt;br /&gt;046. Favorite Animal(s) -  seals&lt;br /&gt;047. Favorite Book - the awakening.&lt;br /&gt;048. Favorite Magazine - men's health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Currently*&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating - not eating.&lt;br /&gt;050. I'm drinking - not drinking.&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to - type the next answer&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to - Hillsong : Look To You&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting For - hunter x hunter to continue their manga series. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;056. Watching - for that beautiful moon&lt;br /&gt;057. Wearing - NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a shirt, a pants, and some underwears (hey, be prepared man. this lesson must be shared)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Your Future*&lt;br /&gt;058. Want Kids - 3 football teams so they can get first, second and third in the champion's league&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to Get Married - yup&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in Mind - Pilot, Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Which is better with the Opposite Gender*&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes - eyes, anyday.&lt;br /&gt;069. Hugs or Kisses - hugs&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller - shorter&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous - both&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms - nice heart.&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud - sensitive&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship - relationship&lt;br /&gt;076. Sweet or Caring - caring&lt;br /&gt;077. Trouble Maker or Hesitant - hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever*&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a Stranger - yes&lt;br /&gt;079. Drank bubbles - and i ate buttercup too, before the woodcutter came in and bust my stomach&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts - perfect eyesight&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran Away From Home - yup, i always wake up late&lt;br /&gt;082. Broken a bone - nope&lt;br /&gt;083. Got an X-ray - plenty&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken Someone's Heart - yes&lt;br /&gt;086. Turned Someone Down - yes&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried When Someone Died - yes&lt;br /&gt;088. Cried at school - many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do You Believe In*&lt;br /&gt;089. God - he's right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles - i've answered this question in 89.&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight - nope&lt;br /&gt;093. Aliens - perhaps my neighbour...  :P&lt;br /&gt;094. Magic - nope&lt;br /&gt;095. Heaven - yeah.&lt;br /&gt;096. Santa Claus - SATAN IN DISGUISE ! LOL. nah, just some cute urban legend&lt;br /&gt;097. Sex on the first date - NO ? Sex on the first day of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;098. Kissing on the First Date -  hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;099. Angels - looks in the mirror* nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Answer Truthfully*&lt;br /&gt;100. Is There someone You Want To be with right now? yeh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115609276657377815?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115609276657377815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115609276657377815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115609276657377815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115609276657377815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/08/questions-with-star-is-compulsary.html' title='the questions with a star is compulsary'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115549215437211273</id><published>2006-08-14T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T02:24:24.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jack fell down and jumped right up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's super cool like butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This makes no sense, the rhyme is wrong, blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Oh you may try to think and ask, so what's up with the butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will answer stupid shit,  go lick that pail of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 61px; height: 61px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i96/khaylerb/artdicted.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored. lol. seriously, don't ask me why it's butter, its a random word i thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After helping out Tom with his video shoot on fri, we went to the planetshakers concert together with jia, the icebreaking games was seriously retarded. They made people throw around soccer balls in the air and had these lousy mini games. But oh well, when planetshakers came out, it was seriously very shoke. Ended really fast though, NO ENCORE. :( We went to the camp after the concert,  tommy's parents fetched us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LTC camp was super la, apart from having comments like "caleb, you're damn retarded." from chee sauce, we rocked la. my group won in every game. EVERY (: Tommy was right man,  the 3 of  us (including John, Tom's cousin is practically the group la. We're super enthu :P After the whole camp, we went to CPF building to eat and play some games. John introduced this number game what ulber confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game goes in a circle, the no.1 person who starts shows out a number with his hands from a choice of 1-5, the next person is supposed to say out the number  the no.1 person is showing and simultaniously show out a number with his hand. Ulber confusing. And you have to do a a stupid beat. lol. next year's camp can play. woooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115549215437211273?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115549215437211273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115549215437211273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115549215437211273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115549215437211273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-115471142791884071</id><published>2006-08-05T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T01:10:27.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH LOOK ! caleb updated.</title><content type='html'>hi, i think today was a nice bright sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;that's all my reflections today, please come back tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-115471142791884071?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/115471142791884071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=115471142791884071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115471142791884071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/115471142791884071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-look-caleb-updated.html' title='OH LOOK ! caleb updated.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114951705471437148</id><published>2006-06-05T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T03:09:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday, it's You i live for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="om/albums/i96/khaylerb/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i96/khaylerb/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 201px; cursor: pointer; height: 167px;" alt="" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i96/khaylerb/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey people, it's been a while since i've blogged, so i'm at it again~ Went to Sungei Buloh on friday to take some shots for storyboarding class. We're supposed to take shots for storyboarding, but tom and I got carried away and took some nice shots instead. lol. The whole place was infested with mosquitoes la. But oh well, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the shot's i've took. Enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungei Buloh. Which means infested with mosquitoes in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i96/khaylerb/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 218px; cursor: pointer; height: 345px;" alt="" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i96/khaylerb/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite shot of the day. If you look properly, It's actually not the sky, it's the reflection of the water. I turned the picture 180 degrees so i'd look cool. I haven't photoshopped any of them yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i96/khaylerb/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 225px; cursor: pointer; height: 192px;" alt="" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i96/khaylerb/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how b-e-a-u-tiful nature is... When i was taking this shot, i was sexually violated by 50 mosquitoes. But, oh well. Don't you just love green ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114951705471437148?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114951705471437148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114951705471437148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114951705471437148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114951705471437148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/06/everyday-its-you-i-live-for.html' title='everyday, it&apos;s You i live for.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114822161691812802</id><published>2006-05-21T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:31:26.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a personality report</title><content type='html'>Brief Description of your Style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persuaders are integrative leaders who work with and through people. They have an outgoing spirit, high interest in people and the ability to gain respect and admiration from varied types of individuals. They do business in a friendly way, while striving to win others to their objectives and sell their point of view. They can be inattentive to the "little things". Persuaders may act impulsively, may be overly enthusiastic and may oversell. They may overestimate their ability to motivate people or change the behavior of others. They seek freedom from routine, and they want authority as well as prestige. They need a variety of activities and work more efficiently when analytical data is provided by others. They need assignments requiring mobility and challenge. Persuaders may have a hard time resting. They may seem as if they are nervous or fidgety; they are always in the middle of some activity. They are very optimistic and motivating; they know how to get results! Persuaders are good communicators and have a true interest in people. They are good problem solvers, but they need to relax and pace themselves. They would do well to remember that they do not always have to take the lead position - they can be supporters and helpers also. They need to relax and learn to try not to control everything and everyone. Persuaders want the people around them to communicate efficiently and effectively. They tend to make decisions quickly and are comfortable making high risk determinations. Often viewed by others as overconfident or conceited, Persuaders may be aggressive, especially when communicating with people who like to pay attention to all the fine points. They are optimistic and tend to overestimate the abilities of others because of their trust and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTIVATING GOALS: Maintain friendships, gain authority and prestige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVALUATES OTHERS BY: Positive acceptance of them and their ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFLUENCES OTHERS BY: Personal relationships, accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALUE TO TEAM: Confidence builder, positive and optimistic, accountable, sense of urgency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REACTION TO PRESSURE: Domineering, doesn’t listen to others, egotistical, driving force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREATEST FEARS: Social rejection; being taken advantage of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AREAS FOR IMPROVEMENT: Be more realistic; reduce the necessity to be liked by everyone; talk less - listen more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALEB HOON is an integrative leader who works with and through people. He has an outgoing spirit, high interest in people and the ability to gain respect and admiration from varied types of individuals. CALEB HOON does business in a friendly way, while striving to win others to his objectives and sell his point of view. He can be inattentive to the "little things". CALEB HOON may act impulsively, may be overly enthusiastic and may oversell. He may overestimate his ability to motivate people or change the behavior of others. CALEB HOON seeks freedom from routine, and he wants authority as well as prestige. He needs a variety of activities and works more efficiently when analytical data is provided by others. CALEB HOON needs assignments requiring mobility and challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Persuader, CALEB HOON may have a hard time resting. He may seem as if he is nervous or fidgety; he is always in the middle of some activity. CALEB HOON is very optimistic and motivating; he knows how to get results! He is a good communicator and has a true interest in people. CALEB HOON is a good problem solver, but he needs to relax and pace himself. He would do well to remember that he does not always have to take the lead position; he can be a supporter and a helper also. CALEB HOON needs to relax and learn to try not to control everything and everyone. He wants the people around him to communicate efficiently and effectively. CALEB HOON tends to make decisions quickly and is comfortable making high risk determinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often viewed by others as overconfident or conceited, CALEB HOON may be aggressive, especially when communicating with people who like to pay attention to all the fine points. He is optimistic and tends to overestimate the abilities of others because of his trust and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your I and D plotted above the midline, your style is identified by the keyword "Persuader "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Characteristics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Enthusiastic and Innovative&lt;br /&gt;        · Trusting; Optimistic&lt;br /&gt;        · Persuasive; Talkative&lt;br /&gt;        · Competing for Recognition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Value To Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Creative problem solver&lt;br /&gt;        · Great encourager and leader&lt;br /&gt;        · Motivates others to achieve&lt;br /&gt;        · Convincing spokesperson&lt;br /&gt;        · Negotiates conflicts by taking positive action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible Weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · More concerned with their agenda than the agenda of the team&lt;br /&gt;        · Inattentive to detail&lt;br /&gt;        · Overuses gestures and facial expressions&lt;br /&gt;        · Tends to listen only when it's convenient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Rejection and loss of influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivated by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Flattery, praise, popularity, and acceptance&lt;br /&gt;        · Rewards and recognition&lt;br /&gt;        · Freedom from many rules and regulations&lt;br /&gt;        · Other people available to handle details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ideal Environment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Leadership role&lt;br /&gt;        · Regular complimenting for achievements&lt;br /&gt;        · Freedom from controls and details&lt;br /&gt;        · A forum to express ideas&lt;br /&gt;        · Group activities in professional and social environments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, a Persuader may want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Social esteem and acceptance, freedom from details and control, people to talk to, positive working conditions, recognition for abilities, opportunity to motivate and influence others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When communicating with a Persuader, DO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Build a favorable, social environment&lt;br /&gt;        · Give opportunity for them to verbalize about ideas, people and their intuition&lt;br /&gt;        · Let them have authority and control&lt;br /&gt;        · Allow varied activities and roles&lt;br /&gt;        · Submit details in writing, but don't dwell on them&lt;br /&gt;        · Do things for them in a timely fashion&lt;br /&gt;        · Create incentives for following through on tasks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When communicating with a Persuader, DON'T:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Eliminate social status&lt;br /&gt;        · Do all the talking or challenge them&lt;br /&gt;        · Ignore their ideas or accomplishments&lt;br /&gt;        · Tell them what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While analyzing information, a Persuader may:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Speak before listening thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;        · Miss important facts and details&lt;br /&gt;        · Interrupt&lt;br /&gt;        · Be creative in problem solving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persuaders possess these positive characteristics in teams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Instinctive communicators&lt;br /&gt;        · Participative managers who influence and inspire&lt;br /&gt;        · Motivate the team&lt;br /&gt;        · Spontaneous and agreeable&lt;br /&gt;        · Respond well to the unexpected&lt;br /&gt;        · Create an atmosphere of well-being&lt;br /&gt;        · Enthusiastic&lt;br /&gt;        · Provide direction and leadership&lt;br /&gt;        · Express ideas well&lt;br /&gt;        · Work well with other people&lt;br /&gt;        · Make good spokespersons&lt;br /&gt;        · Will offer opinions&lt;br /&gt;        · Persuasive&lt;br /&gt;        · Have a positive attitude&lt;br /&gt;        · Accomplish goals through people&lt;br /&gt;        · Good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;        · Strong in brainstorming sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Growth Areas for Persuaders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        · Weigh the pros and cons before making a decision; be less impulsive&lt;br /&gt;        · Be more detail oriented&lt;br /&gt;        · Exercise control over your actions, words and emotions&lt;br /&gt;        · Remember to slow down your pace for other team members&lt;br /&gt;        · Talk less; listen more; be more patient&lt;br /&gt;        · Consider and evaluate ideas from other team members&lt;br /&gt;        · Concentrate on following through with tasks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114822161691812802?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114822161691812802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114822161691812802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114822161691812802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114822161691812802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/05/personality-report.html' title='a personality report'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114813949552497980</id><published>2006-05-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:46:36.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angel or goth ? lol.</title><content type='html'>can't seem to get the blog to look nice in both explorer and firefox, somehow it just appears different. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aiHJgvlTu4"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aiHJgvlTu4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114813949552497980?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114813949552497980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114813949552497980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114813949552497980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114813949552497980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/05/angel-or-goth-lol.html' title='angel or goth ? lol.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114779682258958938</id><published>2006-05-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:44:42.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dried eyes</title><content type='html'>i'm mentally exhausted. i really can't cope with all my work. there's just too much to do. impossible deadlines cause homework can't be done at home, all the equipment's in sch. i stayed till 9:30pm to do my assignment, and if i stayed any longer, i'll probably be dragged to jail. &gt;-&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  it's old school 2d animation drawing. every second's 25 frames. i'm doing a 5 second clip. do the math. and i'm not only doing one character.. T-T oh well, i'll do my best, and You'll do all the rest.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i felt convicted. once i was beside You day by day. once i was deep in love with You. but yet, i have drifted. was it because of them ? no. it was me. i knew it was wrong, i knew how it would turn out. you told me. you told me. you told me. but i choosed not to listen, i choosed not to do what you have called me to do. if indeed that is what you truly desire from your servent.. not my will but Yours be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the flame in my heart's dying out, but not a bruised reed You will would break, not a smoking flax you will quench. let my heart beat for you once again. every single breath i give unto you. i will run to into Your open arms, to Your love that washes away my fears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/hands%20folded%20in%20prayer.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/hands%20folded%20in%20prayer.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let my prayer be heard,&lt;br /&gt;as i tune my life in gear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Cor 12:10&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ's sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114779682258958938?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114779682258958938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114779682258958938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114779682258958938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114779682258958938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/05/dried-eyes.html' title='dried eyes'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114762061116458623</id><published>2006-05-14T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:39:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lego block</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;Block Teaching&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;everybody's been talking about block teaching nowadays, so i guess it's MY turn. lol. ok, for those who don't know what block teaching is.. it's a new timetable system implemented by the school this semester. it used to be like secondary sch, different subjects everyday. but now, it's the same lecturer, same time, same place, everyday. so for example, i'm taking animation fundamentals now from 9-12. so for the whole month, i'll be seeing my lecturer, ronald, for 9-12 everyday. cool huh ? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's super tiring to take in so many information everyday. we have to learn very quickly, and excecute our assignments almost instantaniosly. the time given for us to finish our assignments is also outrageous. obviously, as designers, we need time to brainstorm for ideas, and we NEED time to do that. we NEED time to produce QUALITY work. this system was made for us to produce better results, and i don't see it happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the old system has it's disadvantages. we are super stressed at the end of the sem when all the final projects come at the same time. BUT i rather have that, and do well in the other assignments, the smaller ones, and not so well for the final one cause of the time constraint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;block system is bad ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. we have no time to even do the smaller projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. deadline extention ? forget about it, no time to extend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. we ARE talented as designers. but isn't this system far too fast paced ? we hardly have time for a breather. we do have our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. in the previous timetable, we could spread our work out during the week to obtain some research, some braingstorming, some thinking in the toilet. we can't do that now. we have to think about homework even when we're sleeping cause deadine is tomorrow, is the day after tomorrow. what is taught by lecturers has to be instantly absorbed by us ? we're not sponges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. design is getting tiring.. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope moses does something about it. i belive he wants the best for the school, and i think block system's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;block system is good ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. we get to see our classmates everyday, the same people, it bonds us. we help each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. we get pushed to our limits, it's like training our muscles every second. we'll be like the heart. strong. disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ability to adapt is strengthened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. famliarization with equipment/software is enhanced because we handle it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. our vocabulary to complain is improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard there's a petition going around. or some gathering of course leaders to have a talk with moses. i hope all goes well. but even if it doesn't, i think it's just something the juniors have to adapt with. the freshman have no idea what the old system is like. the seniors are doing their final year project. so it's just us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;if we don't complain, i guess it'll be much better. complaining everyday makes it sound realllllllly bad. so, this will be the end of my complaining ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114762061116458623?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114762061116458623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114762061116458623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114762061116458623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114762061116458623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/05/lego-block.html' title='lego block'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114700658095606527</id><published>2006-05-07T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:44:16.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday, a day where the sun burns.</title><content type='html'>here's something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"Patience"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Many problems you face will come from impatience - shortness of spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Impatience makes you do a thing several times, instead of once slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Impatience makes you miss the wisdom that comes from waiting and thinking before acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Impatience makes you lose friends when they frustrate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Because of impatience you will lose control of your temper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Impatience is a short spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;If you're a person with a short fuse people will avoid you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;You will scatter instead of gather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;BUT, the time to exercise patience is exactly when you don't want to - when you're under pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;If you develop patience and become great at waiting and coping and putting up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;.....everything... you will be 'complete and entire, lacking in nothing' &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Go for it. Be a patient person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Phil Pringle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; hey hey. the week past by quickly huh. sch's up and the first two subjects&lt;br /&gt;i have in this block is animation fundamentals and video fundamentals.&lt;br /&gt;VERY fun.&lt;br /&gt;although i have to stay back in school after a whole day of work to continue on&lt;br /&gt;my animation homework cause i don't have the Flash Professional 8 at home,&lt;br /&gt;it's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;to the max.&lt;br /&gt;ask me for my work and i'll show you k ? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to join matthew, joshua and the rest for dragon boat training&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. it's on every mon and weds. although i have dance classes on&lt;br /&gt;weds.. i thought it'd be fun to join DB training with my fellow coursemates.&lt;br /&gt;they rock.&lt;br /&gt;just like you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa yesterday. supposedly an outing for freshman&lt;br /&gt;which turned out that less than 10 freshman went and the people&lt;br /&gt;who went was mostly the comm of DOC (design orientation camp).&lt;br /&gt;haha. my freshman was ALL alone. thank God grace was there. lol.&lt;br /&gt;we had lotsa fun.. had lotsa obscene suff that's NC-16. there were&lt;br /&gt;kids around lor ! matthew ! you corrupted boy.  :D&lt;br /&gt;i shall not name out the things matthew was involved in.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh  ! we dunked people in the pool. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;namely..&lt;br /&gt;1. Yahui&lt;br /&gt;2. Jamie&lt;br /&gt;3. Wei Jie (si ay dang ah.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lois&lt;br /&gt;did i miss out anyone ? haha. wanted to dunk clarence. but he's&lt;br /&gt;SO serious.... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got major sunburn. i'm like a lobster nowwww ):&lt;br /&gt;itchy itchy, scratchy scratchy&lt;br /&gt;up and down my backy wacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;she didn't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had a gooood time talking to jia jia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; gossiping and talking about each other's lives.&lt;br /&gt;great to have such a f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_0350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;riend around ! ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*waves hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_0303.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_0352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_0347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_0292.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Caleb/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114700658095606527?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114700658095606527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114700658095606527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114700658095606527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114700658095606527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-day-where-sun-burns.html' title='sunday, a day where the sun burns.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114656645290465521</id><published>2006-05-02T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T18:48:25.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, i didn't know having 6 hours in a row can be so tedious. class felt like a drag. haha, during the 10 mins break alan gave us, me and neville went to eat malay food (mommy's fav) and there was like 5 mins left la. when i sat down, ronald(my lecturer for this class. we had combined class 2dae) walked pass and he stared at me. lol. we ate hastily and gobbled down all the food. neville's disguisting la... he ate nasi lemak with a SALTED EGG. salted egg with rice ? eeeeyer. equally as disguisting as matthew eating coleslaw with cheese. sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents quarrelled. i pray for strength for my mom. don't feel like blogging anymore. &lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate him . why must he hurt the one i love most. i want to hit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 5.5pt;"&gt;                                                maybe i should just distant myself from you. feeling like this pains me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114656645290465521?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114656645290465521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114656645290465521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114656645290465521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114656645290465521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow-i-didnt-know-having-6-hours-in-row.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114648455356679650</id><published>2006-05-01T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:12:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dusty dusty.</title><content type='html'>hey people, i packed my room today (: took me a full 6 hours. lol. these are some things i've found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/img009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/img009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can you spot caleb ?&lt;br /&gt;top left hand corner. cute right ! lol. or rather, very act cute. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/1600/IMG_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4963/733/320/IMG_0325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;figurines and trophies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figurines from the back.&lt;br /&gt;1. Strike.&lt;br /&gt;2. Gaia&lt;br /&gt;3. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figurines in front.&lt;br /&gt;1. all the new gundums in destiny&lt;br /&gt;2. woohoo. slam dunk ! ((: can you spot 老爹 ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trophies from the back, left to right..&lt;br /&gt;1.  80m run. Pri 5. 3rd&lt;br /&gt;2.  1998 Inter-School's Hockey 3rd&lt;br /&gt;3.  Rugby Inter-Class. Sec 3. 1st&lt;br /&gt;4.  Basketball Inter-School's B'Div. 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;5.  80m run. Pri 4. 2nd&lt;br /&gt;6.  2000 Inter-School's Hockey 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trophies in front, left to right..&lt;br /&gt;1. 2003 Saints Fitness Competition. 1st.&lt;br /&gt;2. 1999 Inter-School's Hockey. 1st.&lt;br /&gt;3. 2001 Inter-School's Hockey. 2nd&lt;br /&gt;4. 1999 Inter-School's Hockey. 1st&lt;br /&gt;5. 1999 Swimming 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medals&lt;br /&gt;1. 2001 Swimming, Freestyle 1st.&lt;br /&gt;2. 1999 Basketball Inter-Class 3rd&lt;br /&gt;3. 2000 Hockey Inter-Class 2nd&lt;br /&gt;4. 1999 Hockey Inter-Class 1st&lt;br /&gt;5. 2000 Hockey Inter-Class 3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ice age 2's a really good movie ! love the cut scenes where the squirrel comes out trying to get the walnut. i wonder where it came out from in the first place, there ain't any trees around. oh well. i tried to wake mummy up this morning at 5:30, as usual.. she hung up my call. lol. she took a taxi in the end -.- great job getting second for 4x100 !!! baba also, 100m CHAMPION. i'm never going jogging with you. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt;"&gt;you know.. as foolish as i think i may be. i won't regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114648455356679650?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114648455356679650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114648455356679650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114648455356679650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114648455356679650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/05/dusty-dusty.html' title='dusty dusty.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114624701534783491</id><published>2006-04-29T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:56:55.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i knew she didn't like it and yet i didn't stop them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114624701534783491?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114624701534783491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114624701534783491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114624701534783491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114624701534783491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-knew-she-didnt-like-it-and-yet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114614993044194878</id><published>2006-04-27T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:58:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so you think you can dance ?</title><content type='html'>wow man, the first dance class was superb. (as you can tell frm abby's blog if you went). before the class started, at around 7:45 Pure Funk 2 was  in progress.. so we peered through the window and GREATLY intidimidated ourselves. they were super zai. lol. me and tommy were down there moving our stiff shoulders saying who's more stiff cause of our gym training and stuff =X den abby started to say that she can't reach for her toes. lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher was a super nice person la. VERY funny guy. friendly too. the warm up session is like a dance la, so the 4 of us (me, tommy, abby and sarah) like having a hard time catching up o.O&lt;br /&gt;lol. anyway, it's WAYYYY cool. dance for you one day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during the MOI talk, siddons saboh me. so.. i saboh rinna ! whahahaha. ok, sorry rinna. treat you ice cream k ? ((: we're supposed to come up with 4 ideas for CCN day (some event to raise up money) among our levels la. so me, melinda and poh han is in charge of the year 2's. siddons asked me for suggestions for freshies cause he don't know them and i saboh-ed rinna ! my freshie. oh btw, she's also known as cutlet cause during camp right, she made the whole sub empire wait for her to eat finish her chicken cutlet during lunch. so yeh. cutlettttt ! after the talk ended, we had lunch and played the stupid game matthew invented. at this point of time, abby's still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw baba and c sitting by the bench outside LT today. haha, it seems like a awkward, so i left. it's all the PID-ians there anyways. baba seems to be eating alot alot many many many food. her hair's back to normal liao. she was super enthu and keep saying "i'm not old liao ! i'm not old liao !" i went to the 6th level by myself and started working on the CCN day events that the level 2's have contributed. i think i sat there for about an hour and a half before penny and ye wei stepped in and told me the rest is at the basketball court playing. i quickly finished up and left for the bbal court. it was super hot la ! i wanted to take off my shirt to play, but the girls were there.. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a short game.. me, matt, lois and jia yi went to have lunch together at design sch. it is NOW that i found out how CORRUPTED lois is la. VERY corrupted. lol. we shared lame jokes and farnie gay stories for quite some time. (: haha.. in between, me and jia yi would look at each other and sigh. sigh. sigh. den we'll continue to listen to the story :P violent girl no. 1, i understand how you feel.. ((: just ChILL k ? and btw matthew, STOP TOUCHING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey people, be happy always. ((:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;as your eyes look unto mine&lt;br /&gt;you make love look so divine&lt;br /&gt;and as i thought into the past&lt;br /&gt;i thought all this would last&lt;br /&gt;no no this can't be true&lt;br /&gt;can't we just start anew ?&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's for the best&lt;br /&gt;and let this matter go to rest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[[&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;sometimes the pain is just too much to bear, everything seems just so unfair. but many are not aware, it only takes just a prayer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114614993044194878?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114614993044194878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114614993044194878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114614993044194878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114614993044194878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='so you think you can dance ?'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114603896950401341</id><published>2006-04-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T04:22:25.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in tears</title><content type='html'>maveric.&lt;br /&gt;baba.&lt;br /&gt;mommy.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up today crying. so unmanly right ~! lol. i dreamt of something sad, but i don't remember what. whahahahahah. anyways, my mother stepped in the room and i was tearing. she stood in front of me wondering what happened. i opened my eyes and looked at her, she asked me whether i wanted to eat breakfast. i replied, "dowan, i dowan to eat or go out today" (obviously i was in a bad mood..) but she was nice and said, "ok, go back to sleep". i totally love my mom. she cooked me something for breakfast anyways, cause she knew i was just trying to brush her away and go back to slp. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super humid from the morning and there's no power at all. government wanted to switch the main power box in every unit, so they turned off the power from 9-5. but thank God they finished early and the torture ended. in that period of time where there's no electricity, i practically stonned la, super nothing to do. ok la, i went to read a book i've recently bought from a book fair, it's about a deaf girl; romance; war. good book.  but there's very little light cause it's raining -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked my parents whether i could join dancing. my father agreed saying dancing wasn't bad, but he said he's not gonna pay for it. my expression changed. later on, i asked my mom whether i could borrow money frm her to join dance. she agreed immediately ! i was super happy la. yet again, i want to say.. my mother rox ! whahahaha. super farnie la, she asked me to teach her when i come back for class, i laughed at her and said, "what if your bones break" lol. she gave me a farnie face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;[&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;i don't blame you. i have no regrets. i still love button mushrooms (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114603896950401341?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114603896950401341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114603896950401341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114603896950401341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114603896950401341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-in-tears.html' title='a day in tears'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-114589424776880705</id><published>2006-04-24T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:20:36.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>campIGNITE</title><content type='html'>camp was full of blood and sweat&lt;br /&gt;as i thought back, i wanted to slack&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm sure, i won't regret&lt;br /&gt;all the joy that we have shared&lt;br /&gt;shall NEVER ever go like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heavy tears could not stop&lt;br /&gt;when i thought of how we won&lt;br /&gt;in my heart i'll always know&lt;br /&gt;that we're all filled with design's soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the camp came to an end&lt;br /&gt;i know we're all best friends&lt;br /&gt;other schools cannot comprehend&lt;br /&gt;and think we all pretend&lt;br /&gt;but we all know for sure&lt;br /&gt;that this is why we cheer&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh. design beats engineers !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words could not express how i feel. although there are many disputes and quarrels during the process of planning the camp, i felt that it was worth it. the camp was a sucess, i belive the freshies enjoyed themselves, that's all that matters ! winning the war wasn't that impt to me, although i'll be happy if we'd won. but the design school spirit is now within all of us, i think that's far better ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to thank the main comm for putting so much blood and sweat into this camp, we ALL appreciate your work. all the backstage comm's, admin, log comm, although you're not really known by the freshies, but w/o you, this camp is impossible. i salute to you. and finally, i would like to thank the GL's. i apologize for the times that i've been over critical. you guys rock ! i love all of you all ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, freshies. you guys ROXXXXX !!! ali ding ding ding. ali ding ding ding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with design passion&lt;br /&gt;caleb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-114589424776880705?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/114589424776880705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=114589424776880705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114589424776880705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/114589424776880705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/04/campignite.html' title='campIGNITE'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-113707976293405682</id><published>2006-01-12T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:32:43.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brrrrrr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;i slept a full 10 hours today. wasn't feeling very well. so i went to see the doctor. apparently, my lung is infected because of my cough and i have to take 7 different types of medicines.. pills pills and moreeeee pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i took my medication, i felt really drowsy and sleepy. i almost walked into a wall.. when i walked into the studio, being too tired to converse with anyone, i sat at a corner and listened to chang boon and ferli training for their singing competition this sunday and i TRIED to mimic them. and the result ? excellent of course.&lt;br /&gt;*sings in a low tone. "shining, shining"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. creative story telling was quite interesting today case we watched arabian nights. before the show was played, i groaned because of the super super boring looking DVD cover, but it proved me wrong. good show. my legs were frozen though, cause i was wearing slippers. after class, i went for the open house meeting, which i utterly couldn't concentrate. rey keep saying "are you even listening ?" haha. pai seh -.-;&lt;br /&gt;rawrs ! photo proposal !!&lt;br /&gt;*sings in a low tone. "shining, shining"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-113707976293405682?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113707976293405682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=113707976293405682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/113707976293405682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/113707976293405682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/01/brrrrrr.html' title='brrrrrr.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-113698921047293198</id><published>2006-01-11T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:37:33.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bite the chocolate, lick the vanilla, keep the ice cream stick</title><content type='html'>don't view this blog in firefox btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a short poem. wrote it out of boredom. zZz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-photo, typo, idea too. -&lt;br /&gt;-my head spins after a whole day at sch -&lt;br /&gt;-so i decided its time for a break -&lt;br /&gt;-but then i say, no way ! -&lt;br /&gt;-for kbby wants to score an A -&lt;br /&gt;-woohoo ! what can i say ? -&lt;br /&gt;-homework homework, all the way. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up sick this morning. everytime i swallow something (including my saliva) it hurts. my mom says my throat has a ulcer or something. i wanted to skip psy tutorial. but the group's compulation of the skit and research was with me. so i had to go to sch to pass it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw catherine at the bus on the way to sch. (the one that looks like jasmine). i just found out last week that we were in the same class for the whole sem. heh. we had a good chat on the bus about how design sch rocks (yes, i'm biased).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to meet my psy group which consists of....&lt;br /&gt;Clarance (the president of orientation.)&lt;br /&gt;Li Wen (lw ! don't get braces. you look cool the way you are.)&lt;br /&gt;Mei Yan (the laughing machine.)&lt;br /&gt;Matthew (matthew's really funny. we had a exercise in psy once where a person is to act out their expressions. and he got 'happy'. so he tried his best to put on a happy face. and half of the class guess retarded because he was trying to be farnie and exaggerated the expression. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed them the notes and stuff and they went for class. i heard class was extremely quiet today cause me and mich wasn't arnd. heh. after which i went to do my 'taj mahal'. was at the typo lab with abby and jia yi. i did some finishing touches and went to print it at the library. i created a long queue behind me because the auntie was trying to figure out how to put the paper in to print double sided pages. errr. and all my photoshop files wasn't flattened.. so it took QUITE a while to send the print job. oh well. thank God the auntie there was super helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the part where i must apologize. i ignored a few people at the studio today. (namely penny, ah dai and a few others) SORRY ! i was busy trying to finish my work. so if i've forgot to say hi or anything. forgive meeeee.&gt;-&lt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i stole the ice cream before my sister got a hand in it ! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;chocolate coated ice creammm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;love the vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-113698921047293198?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113698921047293198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=113698921047293198' title='0 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leadership Files by Pastor Phil Pringle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says, 'It's not good that man be alone.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are to laugh with, cry with and do life together with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are forged in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared experience is the bases of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there in their ups and their downs and friendship forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our destiny is locked into our friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan was meant to inherit his father's Saul's throne, but he prepared his soul friend David for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-113664842040732303?l=clouded-heart.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-9831139.post-113664593608436086</id><published>2006-01-07T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:58:56.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a...aahhHHHH CHoo</title><content type='html'>wipes the dust off blog*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-113664593608436086?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113664593608436086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=113664593608436086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/113664593608436086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/113664593608436086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2006/01/aaahhhhhh-choo.html' title='a...aahhHHHH CHoo'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111988285806537487</id><published>2005-06-27T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T22:45:21.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wei liang and yee sun bluff me ~ - ~ . i called up wei liang at around 11 on that fruitful saturday morning, he gave me that sleepy sound and told me he's too tired to go T-T, i almost fainted. knowing them well enough.. yee sun also last min back out, cause wl not gg. sigh* lets hope they'll go ta sv. this sat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over to jia yi's (a.k.a tat sao) place after sv. for a bbq. her place was super difficult to find.. luckily i was with jason, whom went there before.. i think.&lt;br /&gt;its a super remoted place.. but wow ! her house ish super super super super nice. typical rich kid. and i mean, amanda type of rich. yesh. super(x10) big tv, lotsa cool and slick stuff around T.T and her parent are so hip ! lol. tat sao rocks~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more dragon boat training for this term le :( cause the other school's have their term test, and of course, design sch dun have ANY tests. shuang bah ? sian mu bah ? oh yeh, O levelers.. jia you ! jia you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family.. tish ish wads kbby hash ta sae to yoos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro eric: yesh. lol. you're probably ONE of the best cgl i've known ! hahaz, you always crack me up. wherever, whenever. you do awesome preaching, and your eyebrows keep twitching (gay styleee~). too bad cgl can't join drama huh ? otherwise you can act peter ! hahaz ((: thanks for being there for me when i needed you.. i can't help but say this, but.. i really think you look like 19.  ok, that was purely just to make you happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei ting: *runs for bomb shelter. wei ting ahh.. always bully me *-* wowo. good work wif de offering. keep it up~! i still remember the first day i saw you, i thought you were a new friend, a baby christian. until i saw you at the PM, wah seh. my guts was splattering all over o.O lol.. oh yeh, i'm not gonna let you touch my sketchbook ever againn ! but we could have MORE food fests on friday, so you could progress to your ideal figure. hahaz ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marvin: ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerry the berry: wassup bruddaaa~!!!!!!!! you rock my socks. although i don't really get to know you yet.. but you're an awesome guitarist, i'm working towards youuu~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolland: embarassed* plays around with hair* LOL !!! erm... sorry you had to be the "victim" ah. i don't really remember what sparked it off... anyways, you pro bugger.. top 4 in our church sia. don't wana play games with you liaoz. you're really fun to hang out with ( no hidden intentions ). work hard for your O's k ? steady ah. 6 points, dun lose to the girls. aya, i think they'll get around 8 or 9. you'll totally own them. jia you bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celine: yoyo, the gal who always changes hairstyle. seems like EVERYTIME i see you, i would ask, "ay celine, change hairstyle ah ?" then you would go " no la !". lol. wow man, i think i should take lessons from you. you're super loud man. guo ran shi npcc de. super zai wor. i think my max volume is only enuff for you to warm up. hahaz. good work with testi's ! continue to smile more ah, so cool to hang around you all, makes me proud of my cg.. you all sho hyper and smiley. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audsy: whahahaz, so glad you're back with us, gay. life was quite boring w/o you chirping behind the scenes and rhyming with princess bully. eg. rolland, what happened ?! we're concerned !!! hahaz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de 3 smarties: whahahahaz, pokes amanda*. lets have stingray !!! amanda pay. :$&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;caleb from the bible: aww man, i think you shoud be a real cutie. its ok... i can understand. (wt and bro. eric would say, "WHO ME?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111988285806537487?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111988285806537487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111988285806537487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111988285806537487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111988285806537487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/wei-liang-and-yee-sun-bluff-me.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111833212823101350</id><published>2005-06-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T23:53:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hooray ! emerge on tuesday was great. especially the POS !! people, pls try to come for the weekend services, i'm sure it'll impact you fruitfully ~!! boo, i was sick yesterday, was down with a slight fever.. so i didn't go for emerge in the morning.. T-T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make things worse.. i forgot there was homework and i rushed it out last min. which was quite crappy.. well, at least the lecturer was good-hearted enough to let us redo the work ((: after lessons, moses(director of design school) had a talk with a few of us who are running for elections. he was telling us his story la, which we're supposed to keep a secret. but he was from SA ! woo, Up and On !! :] &lt;br /&gt;i'm still wondering why they call it design studies club, the name sounds so.. nerdy... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dragon boat training ish fun ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-first training, 100 people. 3.2 run, 5 sets of 5 pull ups (amounts to 25, err.. just in case you can't count), and circuits with push ups, sit ups, flutter kicks etc, 15 each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-second training, 50 from the first training, 50 new people. same training the first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-third training, 60 from the second training, 10 new peoplelotsa jumping jacks, 1.6 run, circuits, 5 sets of 6 pull ups ( 30..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-forth training, 3.2 run, circuits, 5 sets of 7 (35. woo, getting tough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and today's training around 70 people, i think around 5 new peopl... we did rowing ! woo, tiring. but fun :] den after that, we did a 2.4km run, and 5 sets of 8 pull ups. (40 !!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPDB rocks ! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111833212823101350?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111833212823101350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111833212823101350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111833212823101350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111833212823101350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/hooray-emerge-on-tuesday-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111798495409011063</id><published>2005-06-05T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:22:34.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoorayyyy, going sentosa tmr with the 2 gays and amanda~! so happy, sch ends at 12 and i'll be able to join them ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar* i'll be able to go for emerge in the morning on tuesday(provided that i'll be able to wake up) and wednesday too ! whahahahaz, i'm sho happi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111798495409011063?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111798495409011063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111798495409011063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111798495409011063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111798495409011063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/hoorayyyy-going-sentosa-tmr-with-2.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111755043967084331</id><published>2005-05-31T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:40:39.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people, sorry if i haven't been updating.. nothing really to talk about actually. school's quite fun. food ish good and cheap. i've been eating from the SAME stall for the past week.. cause there's only 3 stalls in design sch, and besides from being lazy to walk to other schools to eat, but i don't really wana eat rice ~-~ so.. western food's my only choice.. well.. you'll see me in shirts of a different size after this sem. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've met lotsa people yesterday, interesting people in my life. lets see.. i started off with sister jia yi (did i spell her name right..?) in sch, den.. i saw bro. poh. while talking to gay on the phone. oh ! after i ate lunch at Mos, i suddenly thought of them and started off with WT, we chatted and chatted and she asked me where was I, and.. we found out that we're barely 50 metres apart. actually, i'd say 20 if you excluded the wall. we hanged out a while and i was omy home. den, i saw my cous ! name's jeremiah, he's sec 2 this yr.. i think.. den when i'm in the station, i saw this 'long lost' tuition friend. wow, thats awfully alot of coincidence in a day~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111755043967084331?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111755043967084331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111755043967084331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111755043967084331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111755043967084331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-people-sorry-if-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111694370563844624</id><published>2005-05-24T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:08:25.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school was a blunder. pamela, knowing how piggy i was, volunteered to give me a morning call. i rejected her cause i thought my phone alarm is good enough. i distinctly remembered setting the alarm before going to sleep, but for some reason.. it didn't go off. luckily, my mom woke up my sister around 8:15 and i overheard the time and jumped out of bed. missed meeting cherie on the bus.. but i managed to choixx to boon keng and take the 8:30 bus (yes, i didn't bath, but i DID brush my teeth. ACCOMPLISHMENT OK !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was on the bus, i realised that i forgot to bring my matrix card ! its a card that you need to go into classes and stuff. gah, but for some reason.. i wasn't anxious or anything, and i continued to enjoy my new album "No Longer I" (wooo~ it rocks). thank God, i reached the lecture hall JUST on time. 9.00a.m. on the DOT. whahahz. lol ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the lectures and stuff were boringgggg, they talked about APEL, CCA points and stuff. gah, i almost fell asleep. people were starting to move out of the place as lecturers take turns to go up the stange and say something regarding design school.&lt;br /&gt;after the talk, i had lunch with my jie mei's~ den its home sweet home~~ yeh, i don't have class today. sian mu bah ? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4... days... to cg... P.S. hey rolland, i can't stop thinking about you. maybe..... (please, i'm not thinking whether i'm straight or not)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111694370563844624?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111694370563844624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111694370563844624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111694370563844624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111694370563844624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-day-of-school-was-blunder.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111685874163077599</id><published>2005-05-23T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T22:32:21.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouch. sunburn from sentosa.. and its really bad. sniff sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111685874163077599?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111685874163077599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111685874163077599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111685874163077599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111685874163077599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111595451273073681</id><published>2005-05-13T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T11:21:52.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people !! sorry for the delay~ i was super tired when i came back from camp, and i was unwell.. so, pai seh ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was real fun ~! besides the point that there were really cool people around, the camp instructors were really nice. and they won't pump you, like in secondary school. ohoho. its a "lax" camp, or so they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were funny stuff too. erm, manhunt which looks out for armpit hair (which the contestents don't know, so its quite exbarassing for them). a shim contest, where guys dress up as girls. gotta say that the winner is SERIOUSLY chio. *runs to take his, her.. err.. S-his's no. ahahz. and of cuz, super alot of water gamezzzz. yehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the individual groups in the camps have their own cheers la, although its all real 'gay' (yes auds/wt, gay !) but, nevertheless.. its real fun to cheer. and of course, a team with in me in it, got CHAMPION~ wahahahaz.&lt;br /&gt;no la, gotta say, my team really rocks. all super entu one. and with cheerleader kbby around... lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the camp ended, i was super exhausted.. so i sacrificed the limited resouces i have to cab home.(cabby cabbing home) after i unpacked and showered, i fainted on my bed and slept all the way till 12 in the morning. the power of kbby the tribal animal ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111595451273073681?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111595451273073681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111595451273073681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111595451273073681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111595451273073681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-people-sorry-for-delay-i-was-super.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111530803523878291</id><published>2005-05-05T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T23:52:18.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone ! i went to the dentist this morning. woooo, guess what ? his name was Dr. John Abraham. i was like.. wow. i was hoping like, ya kno ? receive super good news. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went in and explained the situation, he examined my teeth and realised not only one is dropping, its two ! my jaw almost dropped. and he kept shaking his head and saying "this is not looking good". my heart sank T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when the X-ray of my teeth came out, he looked at me and said, "you're extremely lucky !" turned out that my tooth just shifted position and it shifted to a better position that the one before ! and the pain was caused because the nerves was severed from the tooth, but it'll grow back. he said if all goes well, it'll turn out to look better ! wooohooooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nudges church members* psssssssst, people. we ALL know its not luck right ? *grins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111530803523878291?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111530803523878291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111530803523878291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111530803523878291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111530803523878291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-everyone-i-went-to-dentist-this.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111521259383324585</id><published>2005-05-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:16:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need pain killers ! the pain's killing me T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got elbowed while i was playing bbal, and my front tooth gave way and blood just couldn't stop flowing. guess it needs to be plucked out and i've gotta get a fake one. awww man. i'm still young -.-;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111521259383324585?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111521259383324585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111521259383324585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111521259383324585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111521259383324585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-need-pain-killers-pains-killing-me-t.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111500266402456888</id><published>2005-05-02T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T10:57:44.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always and Forever</title><content type='html'>There's nothing better than living for You&lt;br /&gt;Than saving my world with You&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than praising Your Name and lifting my praise&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend forever&lt;br /&gt;Standing in Your Presense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to show You, what You mean to me God&lt;br /&gt;I give You my whole life&lt;br /&gt;I've got to tell You, I am Yours forever&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give You my whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I will live for You in everything I do&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on to You&lt;br /&gt;Always, always and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when my world is falling down&lt;br /&gt;In You I will be found&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying in Your arms today&lt;br /&gt;Always, always and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current no. 1 ! the album rocks. super nice cover too.&lt;br /&gt;oh, sorry celine, i'll make it a point to hide the CD next time.. lol ! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111500266402456888?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111500266402456888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111500266402456888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111500266402456888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111500266402456888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/always-and-forever.html' title='Always and Forever'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111487614388904886</id><published>2005-04-30T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T00:04:19.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Need Is You Lord.</title><content type='html'>although i didn't really got the chance to share this with the CG.. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is.. awesome. before church started, i met wei liang and bought him along. as usualy, he was late. i was wondering if i could make it on time to meet the rest of the cell group. nevertheless, we were lucky. 179 just came, and we managed to get on. den.. when we reached church, i was all panicky and stuff for the seats. but after everything was settled.. and when we started praising and worshipping, everything else seemed insignificant. then, i heard a voice at the back of my head. saying something like.. "Caleb. You will be called. Pastor will lay hands today". and i was like, yea right. and i sorta blamed myself to not concentrate on worshipping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. after Ps. Kong's WONDERFUL sermon. omg, he called for Poly and Uni students. and i was SOOO excited. i looked at WT and said, "i'm in poly" and she gave me that.. 'caleb, i'm so envious' look. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was really alot of people. the security was rushing here and there while people fall one by one. i was being pushed around and there was no ushers there to guide me among the chaos. so.. i quietly walked to the front myself and closed my eyes, ignoring everything around me. singing, worshipping God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. (i'm trying my best to put this into words) i felt a presence fell unto me. it wasn't Pastor's. it blew unto me, as if i was about to be carried away. i started to tremble. my legs, my arms, everywhere. and my heart was filled, with warmth. it was then, i know, it was God. although Pastor laid hands on me before, but, this time.. it was different. i really don't know how to explain this, but it felt like my soul touching God's. it felt so good. so, so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i felt someone pick me up. and Pastor prayed for me. but, i wasn't concentrating, i felt that i wasn't there. i couldn't really remember what he said.. but the HS came upon me once again. BAM, that second. i was overwhelmed. just that second alone.. it overtook every emotion i had in my 17 years of life. and i NEVER want to leave God again. NEVER. NEVERRRRR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Him so..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is Good !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111487614388904886?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111487614388904886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111487614388904886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111487614388904886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111487614388904886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-i-need-is-you-lord.html' title='All I Need Is You Lord.'/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111461639571610839</id><published>2005-04-27T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T23:39:55.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>real happy ta be backk !!!  ((:&lt;br /&gt;huge change. but like bro. kel said, change is good ! heh. WT, chill ah. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. my da jie da added me on msn recently. her name's danilla. she's realll cool. ahahz. i used to attend 7th-Day Adventist Church mah, she's de CGL dere wor. she's real nice~~ ay, dan. if you're reading this.. end of the year ah. ask derek to grow hair la. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this camp organized by the TP student's union on the 9th next month. obviously, to kill time.. i went to sign up. and they had this long list of questions&lt;br /&gt;-Shirt Size ?  S,M,L,XL&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i picked XL ! woohooooooooooo ! song bo. lolx&lt;br /&gt;errr. i just sent this to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, name's Caleb. from Interactive Media Design &lt;br /&gt;( Hoon Chee Chong Caleb, if you need my full name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've signed up for the camp back a few days ago.. But i've received news from a couple of friends that the shirts are real huge. Heh, and I got greedy in the first place and choosed XL, which I think will overwhelm me totally. Could ya change it to L for me ? Appreciate it. Wouldn't want a person walking around in a pajamas, would ya ? Heh. &lt;br /&gt;I apologize for any inconvenience caused. Oh, if You're unable to switch the size for me. Its alright. My bad in the first place. Thanks !!!  ((:                 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES ! I'M LAME. i know  ! lolx. notice the fantastic grammer and capital letters ? formal letter leh. feirce sia. i hope they get intimidated and change the stupid shirt size. lol~~ can't wait to enroll into TP. life's so boring at home.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;went on a shopping spree yesterday. actually i asked my mom to come along so she can foot all the bills. but she was taking her own sweet time and all that crap, so.. decided to shop myself. i went ta toa payoh, queensway, some shooping mall, novena.. &lt;br /&gt;bought 7 shirts, 6 games and "Look At You" by Hillsong~ wooooooo. expanded half of my resourses.. although i expected to spend everything. oh well.. maybe next week~ ahahz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-T hillsongs totally rock !!! lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a really good boy leh. i cleaned up my room today~ its real shiny now ! i'm wearing shades to prevent myself from getting blind. i was packing up all my discs accumulated in one of my cabinets. wow, i didn't realise that i had THAT much discs. it can easily amount to 4-500. heh, my dad walked pass my room and commented, "so thats where my money's leeched to. you might as well suck my blood". i forced out a smile to 'console' him. but seriously, the number of games i own totally freaked me out. my sister said tad i might as well open a pirated game shop myself. i laughed. &lt;br /&gt;she came in and told me her ex-crush works in the same company as her bf, and they were good friends. blunder. and her bf wanted to tell her ex-crush, "hey, my gf used to have a huge crush on you". double blunder.   -____________- lets all pray that it doesn't happen to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111461639571610839?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111461639571610839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111461639571610839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111461639571610839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9831139/posts/default/111461639571610839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/2005/04/real-happy-ta-be-backk-huge-change.html' title=''/><author><name>k-lerb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857350528723552825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-9831139.post-111443908153622238</id><published>2005-04-25T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:29:52.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the killers.</title><content type='html'>i'm coming out of my cage&lt;br /&gt;and i've been doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;gotta gotta gotta be down&lt;br /&gt;because I want it all&lt;br /&gt;it started out with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;how did it end up like this&lt;br /&gt;it was only a kiss, it was only a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;and she's calling a cab&lt;br /&gt;while he's having a smoke&lt;br /&gt;and she's taking a drag&lt;br /&gt;now they're going to bed&lt;br /&gt;and my stomach is sick&lt;br /&gt;and it's all in my head&lt;br /&gt;but she's touching his chest&lt;br /&gt;now, he takes off her dress&lt;br /&gt;now, let me go&lt;br /&gt;i just can't look its killing me&lt;br /&gt;and taking control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealousy, turning saints into the sea&lt;br /&gt;swimming through sick lullabies&lt;br /&gt;choking on your alibis&lt;br /&gt;but it's just the price I pay&lt;br /&gt;destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;open up my eager eyes&lt;br /&gt;i'm mr brightside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey wei ting. i still can't belive you dun like tiz song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9831139-111443908153622238?l=clouded-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clouded-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111443908153622238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9831139&amp;postID=111443908153622238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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