<?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-4704274451187579161</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:13:36.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exiled.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5154275749195786437</id><published>2007-10-08T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:45:22.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELINK ME AT KELLYDIONNE.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5154275749195786437?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5154275749195786437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5154275749195786437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5154275749195786437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5154275749195786437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-613436581480092315</id><published>2007-10-06T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T15:39:55.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADNESS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pure madness totally; how time flies SO quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like gosh; this holiday is seriously quite screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when the holidays are coming to an end, events come smashing your way one after another; BUT then again, i'm pretty glad that as time goes on, events will be down one after another;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After monday; I will be away for a student leader's camp (for  red camp 4 ) and i am so sorry to TA05 that i won't be able to attend the chalet ... I'm sure that all those who attend will find it to be unforgettable and fun! Most importantly, all of us will be able to meet new people and make new friends, isn't that exciting? like super right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be exciting because almost everything of RC4 is taken care of by np ambassadors; yes even the upcoming SL camp!... I'm working under the admin-committee ... so fellow student leaders, you might have heard my sexy voice before when i rang you up... HAHAHHAA; I am very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though my sister is not in singapore; she's forever so sweet! ... she rang me up and asked me if i wanted birkenstocks? hahahaha; cause she will be heading to germany ... i mean like; she's on her way now! hahaha; and yeah; she asked me to messege her which type i wanted and i told her i wanted IBIZA; seriously it looks not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh; omgosh; my braces is going to be up by tomorrow; i'm going to spend close to 2 hours with the dentist tomorrow; gosh. hopefully it won't affect my speech much; because i love to talk like alot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-613436581480092315?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/613436581480092315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=613436581480092315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/613436581480092315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/613436581480092315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/10/madness-its-pure-madness-totally-how.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6548882205903720547</id><published>2007-09-30T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T02:04:20.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot resist the happiness that money can buy. Seriously... I just love shopping; shopping with a few good friends, and just observe for a second; how any urbanized singaporean would be in the central of singapore; yes town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur; oh well... Whenever i go shopping. I do feel that it's a way to de-stress myself on not marginalising the fact that i very much love to shop. OH WELL. why stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'm asking too much of myself; to the extent that it had already taken its toll on my health, Lots of events are coming up in school and as a matter of fact, I'm a student ambassador and yes, events such as Red Camp, Open house, Duties are all rolling in.... For instance, we had to submit our timeslot pertaining to red camp by the 4th of oct, I've submitted mine ... and i'm staying all the way to as late as 9pm... like can you imagine, I'm still not used to the timetable now and I have to plan stuffs after my new timetable. That doesn't really sound right; I'm not a human charmelon, I need time to adapt to the new changes, new faces. Probably everything in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be a really really busy week. Meetings with ambassadors, Ngee Ann-Hillgrove Alumni chapter to settle, Amanda's Birthday, Rehearsal for Cheque Presentation, Doing my braces then the actual cheque presentation... okay the actual one will only occur the week after next but it doesn't harm to know more about me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, I'm ready for all the changes that come. I'm ready to face them all, I'm ready to adapt to all these changes, and first things first. I am going to delete Dota off my laptop. hurhur; found out that i've been too addicted to Dota during the holidays... It's not that i play it 24/7 but its just that I would play it at night till wee hours and that is a habit which i would like to kick... and clear my mind from all distractions for the upcoming new semester! and now with dota off my computer; i wouldn't hog onto the computer at night and I can finally read all my treats in peace. HHAHA if you don't know what are my treats; they are books with stories of course. and that's what you call a storybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the midst of my conversation with cindy, We talked about this show, Men of Honour. Great show, Great storyline; Totally love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes; I finally touched the TV today; It telecast Million Dollar Baby and oh well; I watched it and my dad went " oh; clint eastwood is really old now " and i'm like OKAY!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sister sent me a postcard from paris; the city of romance! she's travelling all over europe now. HAHA; She will be going to belgium soon ! oooh goodness; i do hope that she send us some great great belgium chocolates ! They are simply some of my all time favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala; that's quite a post; I have to run off to bed; Chuch tmr; Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's because of the Mighty One that I have strength to continue doing what I'm doing, Thank you; gracious lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6548882205903720547?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6548882205903720547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6548882205903720547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6548882205903720547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6548882205903720547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-cannot-resist-happiness-that-money.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1699828277788154534</id><published>2007-09-26T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T01:05:17.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will see a bracey edmund on 7th oct. HAHAHAHA gosh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay cheryl choy; and all you braces-wearer out there; edmund's in the braces club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dang! dang ! dang ! my parents just asked me if i wanted to go on a holiday with them... yes.. during my holidays NOW!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very depressed. looks like i'll be home alone again due to school commitments... I've gave up a family holiday during june... looks like this will be my second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at what's lining up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th Sept - Ambassadors Booth Duty&lt;br /&gt;5th 0ct - Rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;8th Oct - Np cheque presentation&lt;br /&gt;10-11 oct - SL camp for redcamp 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and 15th oct is the start of school; seriously... it's so depressing ...i feel like swearing to whoever; i just feel like doing it. GRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hahaha; oh well; i don't mind being home alone but it's just that; ever since poly; i've given most of my family time up... and i don't really like that... like perhaps what cindy said that I'm a family-oriented person... I don't deny that I ain't... BUT hello; i ain't a family man. It's just that i consider my family members' before everything I suppose. Sometimes; i worry if i will be hurting them too much if i just come clear with them... i guess i will... i guess i would... and i guess i never will... perhaps they are the reason why i am holding back. BAHHH; but oh; you can call me a mummy's boy. I don't mind; hahha; I am forever's my mummy's boy. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if being the norm will bring me out of the dilemma &amp;amp; misery that i am in. I just dont feel good now; that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can call me a weirdo but i am excited that school is starting! haha cheers! =) can't wait to see some people....&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1699828277788154534?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1699828277788154534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1699828277788154534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1699828277788154534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1699828277788154534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-set-you-will-see-bracey-edmund-on.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1498695744666456254</id><published>2007-09-22T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T03:53:49.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Fatigue &amp;amp; Never-ending Fatigue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Try doing a post in a tipsy state that I'm in now; and you'll understand what I'm talking about; but nonetheless; the Fatigue that i'm talking about; isn't all about being tired physically; rather being tired mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been sick and tired mentally; over an obligation that you need to commit on a regular basis? YES??? i suppose; if not you wouldn't even continue reading this post;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh; I wonder if this is pre-stress over the new semester. whatever you call it but i want to stress that, When you agree upon taking up that obligation, then it is then your responsibility to fulfil that obligation... giving excuses to run away from this just show how shallow a person you are. seriously; trust me... You wouldn't want to end up in Edmund's all time shallow-person log book. If you agreed upon taking up that obligation then you jolly-bolly well do your part; and stop skiving... If you can't even perform such a simple task then seriously; just bang the wall and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that I'm excluded from this. At times; I myself feel tired from all these DAMN obligations! yes damn it; the most i would do is to procastinate; just for a short while to rest my soul. thanks; i needed that. BUT at the end of the day; i would still get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that nobody deserves a break; Everyone deserves one; that's why I'm spending my holidays at home; resting; and stop giving me that "bummer" label. I know i ain't working; yes yes yes; so what; my parents aren't even giving a shit about it and you dare speak ill of me behind my back; SLAM those words right infront of my face LURH; bitch. like okay; no offence to anyone; to me; I worked part-time after my O's for the sake of gaining experience; HELLO and nothing else; ENOUGH said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay; on a lighter note; CINDY passed me the good news that she managed to clear her POA prelims with a total score of 53. THOUGH; to some people it may be BAD but hey; she started with a F9 during mid year; AND hahahaha; YOU SEE. that proves that my tuition is DAMN GOOD lurh; oh please; like the one-&amp;amp;-only can? haha; YAY; but girl, I'm proud of you and YAY; I know I'm your honeybun and we're mstoh's Sweetiepies. HAHA ;) We're gonna make our own Honeybuns t-shirt; HAHA. This whole idea sparked my mind when i was talking to my childhood friend; he stopped studying and is now working in a company that deals class t-shirt and customised tshirts; pretty cool huh;  CINDY AND AMANDA!! I DEMAND THAT WE HANG OUT SOME TIME SOON; afterall we're all each other's honeybuns; aren't we?  heeee; tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA.CINDY.EDMUND. we're Oh-so-honeybuns. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooooo; I'm going to the dentist tomorrow; HAHA; yes! I do love my momo; I just recieved a call from her earlier in the day; in the midst of your conversation ; she said " you mentioned you wanted to make braces didn't you? I'll make an appointment with our family dentist for you tomorrow can? so I'm able to accompany you " and like HELLO; that was like so unexpected cause i only mentioned to her like ONCE last week in the car while i was smiling to myself infront of the car-mirror; and i said " I feel that my teeth is very ugly and I'm in bad need of braces" and TA-DA; haha; FINALLY. FINALLY ; I'll be able to get rid of my irksome teeth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My momo is just so sweet; and we agreed to go shopping on sunday..&lt;br /&gt;This time round; for mooncakes; OF ALL THOSE that i've tasted; THE MOONCAKES FROM RAFFLES HOTEL WERE SIMPLY SUPERB; Some best mooncakes that i've tasted; UHHHH; I think it's rather cheap for such good mooncakes; it's only like 40+ for 4 mooncakes; go get them;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i'm done posting;)&lt;br /&gt;just want to say that; I'm thankful that you're with me all the time; through the fire; through whatever that comes &amp;amp; I &lt;3 you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH; haven't been replying to ppl AS promptly on msn; SO sorry about it; I'm always away; like most of the times. I apologise here; =) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHHHHHHm; like ya; night people;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1498695744666456254?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1498695744666456254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1498695744666456254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1498695744666456254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1498695744666456254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/fatigue-never-ending-fatigue.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-7216461212519450694</id><published>2007-09-19T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:17:22.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonders of GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes, I too, get pretty much amazed by the wonders of GOD.&lt;br /&gt;HE is like AMAZING; HE'S LIKE A DRUG; ONCE YOU FEED ON IT, the happiness that you're able to get is everlasting and it never dies off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that ever since I was born, they fed me with the drug; and up till today, I still sense happiness during my really low-lows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me cite an example.&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, I was suppose to be choosing my timetable for 2007 Semester 2; I woke up at 8am even though registration starts at 9am... I was there browsing through the different timeslots; and I found one; really to my liking. Out of the 5 days, 4 starts at 9am daily. THIS IS GOOD NEWS. which means i could follow my dad; and he could drop me off at school. HOWEVER. when it was 9am... WITHIN perhaps. 30 SECONDS? CLASS TA03 was TAKEN UP! OH gosh! i didn't even managed to see it on the selection slots. THEN, I BEGAN to panick. LIKE DAMN. trying to source for another similar timetable BUT too bad, when i went back to the selection page, only 4 out of the 8 classes were left; namely 02,06,07,08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously depressed. To end this misery, I chose TA07... and unknowingly, MOST of my current classmates chose that class too. I seriously had no idea beforehand cause they were telling me they're going to go TA02...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pissed as I didn't manage to get into TA03. and for TA07, i only managed to follow my dad 2 out of the 5 days in one week and that makes it even more depressing... I rang my mom at 9.30am when she was at work... and i sounded very blunt and harsh; She then knew something wasn't going on right and asked "Who actually enraged you early in the morning; Aren't you suppose to choose your timetable? " and I told her everything; then her reply was "There's no point getting too worked up over it, why not just take this as something that GOD has already planned for you " Her words shook me out of the grumpy feeling that I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think; that now i'm once again in the same class as most of my classmates. Perhaps; God wants me to know them better. God is giving me half a year's time to know these people better! I needn't be in a class filled with strangers; I need not break that ice that is in between me and those bunch of strangers. and the load got lighter and lighter. There is no doubt saying that you'll know new people in a new class. BUT QUANTITY can never be matched up against QUALITY. you know; and the relationship that we share will just turn out to be a bottle of diluted milo... ( i have no idea why i'm using milo as an example but well, at least you get my point) ... with another half a years time, i believe the relationship with my current classmates will just be more concentrated and unlike that cup of diluted milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I got totally enticed and excited about class today; HAHA i found out that MS KAREN QUAH is taking my class for FFA . and she told me that she'll be taking ONLY 2 classes of FFA out of like 16 accountancy classes. HOW coincidential can this get? tell me about it. so it must have been god. GOD has always planned the road for me to walk on; though it does gets bumpy at times; but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH; i gotta thank god.&lt;br /&gt;AND hahahaha; TA07; &lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Breakfast with Mommy tmr; &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-7216461212519450694?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7216461212519450694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=7216461212519450694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7216461212519450694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7216461212519450694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/wonders-of-god-sometimes-i-too-get.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5095294916415906687</id><published>2007-09-18T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:02:39.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this post is very retarded; first of all, i got back my results;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ADs, 1 B and 1 C+ and i am not a single bit happy about it; well, it is just a basic expectation of me to ace those modules which i've aced and there's really nothing to be proud of or happy about, i think it pretty much sucked. like crap. a C+.... thank goodness i managed to clear my C.I.P with a C+ and i need not repeat this bloody module. OKAY. I am bad at computers. see! i'm not cut out to fix computers.. i don't long to be a computer-man. ASS. like whoever said it on my msn... i probably forgot; that person said - CIP are for the b.i.t people. NOT very true. but then again; the name of their course misleads people to think that cip are so for bit ppl and they are the ones acing it. BUT URHHHHH; disgusting. anyway; my advisor ringed me up and asked me what happened, and asked me why i got a C+ for my CIP, holy! it was a sunday morning and she called me up and asked ... my reply to her was " i kind of expected this and people; msquah said that she'll be taking 2 classes of FFA next semester, and she said maybe i will see you again. HAHAHAHA she makes it sound like i'm so pleasant to teach. *BEAMS* thank you very much. HAHAHAHA =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next; i want to post about the most recent class gathering. seriously. i felt very shitty during the gathering. it was like the whole class were spiltted into 2 groups. WTH. 2 groups of people; when 1 group wanted to eat western and 1 group wanted to eat oriental. when one group wants to eat burgers while the others want to eat nuggets. DAMN YOU CHICKEN MCNUGGET! . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just citing an example; not referring to anyone in particular but i just want to make things clear; IF there is EVER another similar gathering where the whole group is just going to walk around singapore's biggest shopping mall, which could be completed in like 40 minutes. DO NOT ask me there; OH WELL; the petshop at vivo is AWESOME. the pets i meant; they had dogs which i wanted to bring home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. but guys; never get me a dog for a present ya. i'm a person who's fickleminded. i get bored of things easily. ahahhaa my psp is collecting dust. i dont even play it. CRAP. HAHAHA;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday joan; hurhur;&lt;br /&gt;yeap; ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda,cindy and i are thinking of making our very own customized tshirts =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. so excited. haha. i am very excited. very very very! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5095294916415906687?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5095294916415906687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5095294916415906687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5095294916415906687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5095294916415906687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-know-this-post-is-very-retarded-first.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6273591462223612125</id><published>2007-09-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T00:08:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cindy's Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeap. you got it right; we had a surprise celebration for cindy on 9/9/07 ... 12am! amanda and I sneakily bought the cake and got everything ready . HAHAHA, well, we did it because we felt that cindy didn't feel good when she didn't get to blow the candles at her bbq due to the very strong wind, so we made this decision of letting her blow the candles, and she did that. =) after which we stayed at her house till very late just to chat. hahaha; now you wouldn't mind chatting your time away with some of the best people on earth! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's what i call true friends. always being there for each other no matter what. being able to chat on anything under the sun. uhhh hahaha. yes. i love them =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall let the pictures do the talking =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RuVqTl9-ZzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JMCCG6uyrMg/s1600-h/DSC02426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108606237163808562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RuVqTl9-ZzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JMCCG6uyrMg/s320/DSC02426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RuVqH19-ZyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nkXVfwGk_Bk/s1600-h/DSC02427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108606035300345634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RuVqH19-ZyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/nkXVfwGk_Bk/s320/DSC02427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          cindy and amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RuVpzl9-ZwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/DWjY2eoUg78/s1600-h/DSC02425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108605687407994626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RuVpzl9-ZwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/DWjY2eoUg78/s320/DSC02425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   cindy and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE THEM; OH YES I DO =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4704274451187579161-6273591462223612125?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6273591462223612125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6273591462223612125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6273591462223612125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6273591462223612125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/cindys-birthday-haha-yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RuVqTl9-ZzI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JMCCG6uyrMg/s72-c/DSC02426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6245158236740977149</id><published>2007-09-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:25:35.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A week without pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the tittle, I will be without my dad for the whole of next week! He's flying off to brunei this time round. oh well, when he comes back from brunei on friday, he'll be setting off to malaysia with my mom for the weekend and i've decided not to tag along; and sometimes i wonder; what happened to the once i thought warmest family on earth, consisting of 4 members; now that one's in holland and the other always have business obligations to fulfill, oh well. leaving me and my mom alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... depressing depressing.&lt;br /&gt;to even more depressing thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i being caught up in that? I  believe i've given up many opportunities. I'm unsure, I ain't sure of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SIGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6245158236740977149?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6245158236740977149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6245158236740977149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6245158236740977149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6245158236740977149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/week-without-pops-from-tittle-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5186473605502542709</id><published>2007-09-08T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:29:41.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DREAMS . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While I was watching the television; I got bored after watching a documentary on sharks and starting to switch the channels one after another... until i reached this channel that telecast a programme called : super sunday. Okay it's this competition that's happening in taiwan, where students from the universities compete... This gruelling competition has lasted for at least a year! yes, a year! and so... what actually caught my attention was this girl sobbing while saying her last words. the tears she shed was touching in a way that, she actually sacrificed alot for this competition or rather her dreams. Then on, i watched the show till the end and there's another guy who got eliminated as well and for his dreams again, it made me so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are dreams actually; Dreams are a thought we have in mind, thoughts of wanting/desiring but we have yet to own or accomplish the desire. When these people breakdown knowing that they've been eliminated, that they've disappointed many who believed in them , their dreams are now shattered and immedietely i asked myself. What's my dream? hoho, An accountant? yes i would say, it's my dreamjob and i'm on my way there! what about my other dreams. These people took the leap and put their dreams to test. A test that could make or break the dream once so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are something that motivates us to constantly improve or moving on to accomplish what we set out to accomplish, and the guy actually said something " When I won the rights to represent my school; When i got first in position; all these didn't come easy, It wasn't the first time i took part in such competition and sometimes I couldn't even get pass the qualifying round, and he's grateful that he's able to make it so far " Well, what he said was pretty touching. Sacrifices are inevitable when you want to live the dream or rather, YOUR dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the television, it actually inspired me to hold onto my dreams in whatever area. and to live it ; live it the way my life should be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very infamous phrase that i believe my juniors should know;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I always believe; if you reach for the moon and even if you fail, you'll still fall on the stars ( considering that the moon is higher )&lt;br /&gt;and I believe if you reach for the stars and you fail, you'll still fall on the clouds "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it going! keep them alive ppl! not just my juniors but everyone. Have you been living your dream? if not; start now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5186473605502542709?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5186473605502542709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5186473605502542709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5186473605502542709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5186473605502542709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6250228410451347090</id><published>2007-09-06T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:51:08.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO; I DON'T FEEL THAT WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOO; just had a gathering with the church peeps whom my mommy invited including father moses yap. oh well; he's a pretty nice priest; and apparently, he told me that i looked better last time, and all the people in the gathering promptly agreed! OH MY GOSH, OBVIOUSLY NOT RIGHT. WHY WHY WHY do people keep saying that. HUHHUHHUH! WHY WHY WHY; IS THE SKY VERY BLUE? NO WHAT; its very GREY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrg. i just couldn't help it but feel helpless last time when i weigh so much heavier. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know, being skinnier ( i was never slim-HAHA!) just boosts my confidence by like a ton! well, and when i go shopping it's easier too! HAHAHAHA. like don't have to keep asking; just take and go! and whats more, it fits perfectly fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've shed 25 kilos, and okay stop nagging you people; its driving me crazy. stop asking me to flood myself with food la. what's so nice about eating huh. i rather go ogle at some hotbods and get horny! that's pretty brainless but i think eating is even more brainless right. yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy lurh. i ate like alot today! omgosh. can't believe it because i literally got stuffed with food and i am so afraid that i may put on 1kg. like eeeks. grosss, i can't afford to have that 1kg of extra weight in me. i'll go crazy. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRR. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fret not, i will not turn anorexic. these people are quite disgusting eh.like they starve themselves to the extent that they die. like wow! what a nice way to end your life because if i aint wrong, i read the newspaper and 2 girls died from being anorexic in the middleeast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL; =) I AM ROOTING FOR SERENA WILLIAMS! HEEEEEEE. for the us open finals. GOD. she serves like a bulldog. so fast and fierce and heavy! but well, venus is not that bad either; venus' an all rounder . hits hard, run fast. oh well i still prefer serena to venus. but whatever! they'll be facing off each other in the semi finals! HOW EXCITING IS THAT. HAHA. COME ON COME ON give me a good match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to check the channel supersport timing; so yeah! gdnight people; loveya'll and take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CINDY'S BIRTHDAY BBQ IS TOMORROW! HAHAHA :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6250228410451347090?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6250228410451347090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6250228410451347090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6250228410451347090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6250228410451347090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-i-dont-feel-that-way-boooooo-just.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-2922364763264057198</id><published>2007-09-02T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T01:04:43.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE HILLGROVE-NGEE ANN ALUMNI CHAPTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay listen up people!&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to pool people to join the hillgrove-ngee ann alumni chapter! Below is the extract from the Corporate Communications Office's Liason Manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list of Hillgrove Sec Sch students who join NP in 2007 (46 Year 1 students), 2006 (52 Year 2 students) &amp; 2005 (31 Year 3 students).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aims of an Alumni Chapter are basically:- meet up with fellow Sec Sch alumni in NP - welcome other new NP students from their alma mater - reach out to the current students of their alma mater e.g. through sharing sessions, hosting them in NP eventsThe Alumni Chapter is required to organise two events per semester (this can include a get-together tea session). We hope the Alumni Chapter members can keep in in touch with their former sec schs on activities where they can play a part in it. Should they require any help from Corp Comm, let me know. Oh yes, members who have participated in the planning &amp; execution of each event will be given CCA points. You can start the ball rolling &amp;amp; get a few interested students to form a small committee. Try to keep me informed of any activities before proceeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yes. Current Ngee Ann students from hillgrove, or current hillgrove students are welcome to join&lt;br /&gt;so if you are interested in joining, PLEASE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD ME ON MSN @ &lt;a href="mailto:Yellowwave@hotmail.com"&gt;Yellowwave@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not email me at that address;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do not have msn, then email me at &lt;a href="mailto:edmundng90@gmail.com"&gt;edmundng90@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you people! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-2922364763264057198?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2922364763264057198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=2922364763264057198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2922364763264057198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2922364763264057198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/09/hillgrove-ngee-ann-alumni-chapter-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6258491127936659402</id><published>2007-08-31T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:25:13.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=( )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm abit grumpy right now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, teacher's day a day for us student to show our gratitude, and i did that; but in return, i am down with fever and blocked nose;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW NICE RIGHT.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I merely slept for like 5 hours; as i had to wake up damn early to have breakfast with my classmate and i think because of that fact that i'm deprived from sleep, the feeever-weever came knocking onto my head; and the blockydocky came running into my nose;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW; my mom constantly nags me to get some rest and sleep because she said she feels that i am lethargic, eh what is this world coming to? telepathy you call?&lt;br /&gt;AND she forbids me to dota ! GRRRR; but oh well; im blogging now when she's out for supper with my dad. HAHA; but seriously. i'm a goodboy; i am not dota-ing behind her back. but least she didn't forbid me to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope i won't develop a sorethroat! GOSH; of all minor illness, i hate sorethroat; the MOST irritating one of all! so yeah;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next blog post about teacher's day! so stay tuned ppl. *ponders* when my dear friends will be able to send the pictures to me. My pops' getting me my new toy =) hurhur; a new camera, i'm still thinking if i should get those pro-photographers' nikon camera? but then it's too bulky for me to carry around; ahhh oh well, anyway; fuji's camera suck big time? it spoils easily though it looks quite sexy. hurhur; oh well! stay tuneee ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6258491127936659402?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6258491127936659402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6258491127936659402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6258491127936659402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6258491127936659402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-abit-grumpy-right-now-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-4161378311960852754</id><published>2007-08-24T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:01:38.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXAM'S OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TAKE THAT! all you people who made me feel envious just because you ended your examinations DAYS earlier than me. I feel like post-o levels again! HURHUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. HOW ABOUT 4 CONSECUTIVE PAPERS, DAY AFTER DAY; ONE AFTER ANOTHER, FROM a very dry CIP, TO BUSINESS STATISTICS TO INTRODUCTION TO FIN'L ACCOUNTING TO MICROECONOMICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSHGOSHGOSH; THEY NEARLY KILLED ME! DAMN. I think i kind of screwed up for microeconomics! HAHAHA. SHEEEEEEEESH; but oh well. i think i lost like 8 marks just because of that stupid mistakes. THERE goes my AD. damn damn damn. but oh well. at least im glad that the rest of the papers were manageable and hmmm; hopefully i still can get an A for microeconomics! BAHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading to laura's place later on; for ambassador's bbq!&lt;br /&gt;anyway; i bought a psp and grrrr.  sexy! champagne gold :D&lt;br /&gt;the colour made me so want to buy it after i saw it; and i got it today. LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT~ I GUESS i'll have SO MUCH TIME IN THE WORLD NOW TO KEEP YOU GUYS entertained for the next 7 weeks; till then, i'll blog like everyday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well; well; LOL. i'm into naruto again. HAHAHAHA naruto rocks. dota rocks and of course muah-psp rocks! wooooooh 7 weeks of going out, playing, rotting and not working! hahaha yes. i don't really intend to work unless the wage pay is damn good. i hate miserable pay. my ONE hour is worth more than just simply 5 dollars. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH okay. OHHH okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;magmagmagmagmagmag stop telling how nice your apartment is in holland with a beautiful garden filled with fresh flowers. i miss you like hell; and do you know that autumn's coming? which means the flowers are all soon going to wither! HAHAHAHA; anyway; yeah. i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 to all of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/4704274451187579161-4161378311960852754?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4161378311960852754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=4161378311960852754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4161378311960852754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4161378311960852754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-over-take-that-all-you-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5405282742290716515</id><published>2007-08-20T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T00:48:17.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally; the day has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidding farewell at the airport was heart wrenching. Now I say, I wished she didn't go to holland. I miss her like crazy now. I am going to be alone in my room now; nobody is going to come into my room and cry whenever she's upset now. Nobody will bake with me now. All the crazy things we did as siblings; i miss all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be mute for the whole of my 2 months holiday at home. Fine; I miss conversing with my sister. I suddenly feel that I lost someone whom i can confide to; without worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nownow; at least; the memories are still there... I'll always remember that she taught me how to bake my first ever cheesecake in my whole life and it taste freaking yummy. I find every second hard to swallow now. I am feeling very down while typing this; you can't help it can you? she's my one and only sister. She's my only sibling. She's more than a sister; She's an inspiration. I am really starting to miss the good ol' times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much that i think i will most probably bake cheesecake whenever i think of her. Now, i dont know what's getting into me; I feel like crying. The mood is there; but i have no tears. Arrrrrg. When my friends sent their sibling off, they could just get to tears so easily. now i'm envious of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me cry and ill pay you a million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;make me smile and i'll love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottomline is still; I will miss my sister and I do hope she'll be fine in holland; may everything go well for her and well, its normal of human beings, to only miss someone when they left and take them for granted when they're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now are you taking anyone for granted? if you are, i reckon you'll feel like me when someone leaves your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya'll. &lt;3 .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5405282742290716515?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5405282742290716515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5405282742290716515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5405282742290716515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5405282742290716515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-day-has-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-9142239321280150220</id><published>2007-08-15T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:20:42.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S ALL ABOUT ME ! [&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some things you just might not want to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song on my Playlist : I want you back [ Jackson 5 ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now; let's get real and talk about the real deal, and of course that's me! hurhurhur; sometimes people tell me " i think you're quite cute," Thanks but no thanks! Why would the cutest guy around admits that he is just "quite cute ", that's not quite right isn't it. HAHA (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you got it right! edmund's self-proclaimed and he's loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright; Now; The all-time disgusting creature.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE RATS; HOLY HOLY HOLY; I'll get so paralysed when you tell me there's a rat, and when it's 3 inch away from my feet; I'll jump so high that i think my head will crush into the ceiling. Sorry Celeste; i know you love rats, okay! hamsters [whatever you call it] I just hate rats and rats-look-alike. HAHAHAHA * PONDERS * if popeye's going to catch me when I JUMP! ahahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course; the music that I appreciate , I love classical,soul,oldies hurhurhur; like the jackson 5, diana ross, chakakhan and i really really see no sense in Techno? RAP? okay whatever; but i just hate them, you're so not going to find any of them on my Ipod.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The thing i want to do after my examinations; NIGHT CYCLING! FROM EASTCOAST TO BUKIT TIMAH! WHO'S IN FOR IT! HURHURHUR; THE RENT IS DAMN CHEAP 5 BUCKS for 1 night; i can sponser you the bike but only you don't whine about the journey; spare me from the agony! the journey takes like 12-5am? HURHUR; as in, ECP to BT and back to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booooooo! now the MEMEMEME test is done; i think it's quite an ample entry with substance;&lt;br /&gt;like duh! what do you expect? then again; i'm being self-proclaimed but you know; LIKE WHATEVER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR-&lt;br /&gt;LOVES; Edmundo-Eddie &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's like so random =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-9142239321280150220?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/9142239321280150220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=9142239321280150220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9142239321280150220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9142239321280150220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-all-about-me-somethings-you-just.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6462852578918340194</id><published>2007-08-14T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T15:02:02.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RsFS9Nim-pI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ip6KW3B6y6Q/s1600-h/anime-in-india%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098447464720431762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RsFS9Nim-pI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ip6KW3B6y6Q/s320/anime-in-india%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still downloading? Beware !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ODEX'S COMING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still downloading any japanese animation? If you have not read the newspapers, the japanese animation distributor for singapore known as Odex has now won the rights to track down people who downloads these animations illegally. Odex has hit starhub and Singnet. Odex is out for more ! They are now after pacific net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under any circumstances, it's the internet service providers' obligation to protect the consumers' information; but its hard when odex are hitting them hard just like flying rocks on a tray of eggs. It is now an official court matter; as the subordinate court ordered the ISP to list out the subscribers who downloaded;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well; the fine ranges from 1000-5000 sgd and a promise to stop downloading. It's too late for you to stop now because you might be the one whom your ISP will list the names out. the chances are perhaps 1/1000 I suppose, but if odex wants to get to the bottom of this matter; more names might be given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well; I guess this is just a cautionary note from me because I don't download animation myself; hurhur. because i seriously sucked at torrenting and thus, i gave up torrent. oh well; when there's no download, i suppose you could hit &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooooo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6462852578918340194?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6462852578918340194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6462852578918340194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6462852578918340194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6462852578918340194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/still-downloading-beware-odexs-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RsFS9Nim-pI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ip6KW3B6y6Q/s72-c/anime-in-india%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5814995857278013941</id><published>2007-08-13T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T17:48:16.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RsAoxtim-oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/I96cmfItK1g/s1600-h/can%2520you%2520see%2520jesus%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098119612686858882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RsAoxtim-oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/I96cmfItK1g/s320/can%2520you%2520see%2520jesus%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKFUL &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful to my faith; I'm thankful to my saviour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is everything in life going on too well? Have you forgotten about the one who made it all possible when you're flooded with fame &amp; wealth, I'm thankful to perhaps this person who gave me the august issue of the words among us, perhaps; she is already jesus or the holy spirit. The content inside just makes me feel closer and closer to god, my saviour. It drew me closer by the day as i read daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countless amount of gadgets i may own, even though it's given to me by my dad? I'm still thankful to the saviour who made it possible for my dad even though my dad truely believes that it's all about his hardwork that allows him to get to where he is now, true enough. I never rebut and silently nod my head; but i'm still thankful that my sister and my mom are devoted catholics, and my sister recieved the language of the tongue, it all happened when she was at this retreat, when she started muttering a language that she herself don't even know! until the priest told her that she has experienced the holy spirit in her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i get blinded by all these items that i have. Vanity of vanities; all is vainity. but through the word among us; i've managed to clear off these vanities and allow my saviour to come. He made it all possible, he paved a way for me to walk on, he paid for my wrong. He forgives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe; fellow catholics'/ christians who are reading this could more or less understand to a certain extent; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those non-catholics; if you're interested, you could always join us for a mass service at ANY church. our doors will always be opened. Remember; when you lose hope, you still have your faith to rely on. I'm grateful... i really am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really thank god for giving me such a wonderful sister; we baked yesterday! and it's chocolate swirl marble cheesecake. HURHUR. it turned out pretty well; (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, these are the things that we could do before she flies off to holland.. when i said this a month ago, everything still seemed so distant. now it's getting me bad. real bad. ill miss her!!! urhhhgggh, oh well; she taught me how to bake. now i guess i could always bake a chessecake whenever i miss her. HURHUR =) Oh well. the bottomline? EDMUND KNOWS HOW TO BAKE. PERIOD! LOL &lt;/div&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/4704274451187579161-5814995857278013941?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5814995857278013941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5814995857278013941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5814995857278013941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5814995857278013941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/thankful-im-thankful-to-my-faith-im.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RsAoxtim-oI/AAAAAAAAAFY/I96cmfItK1g/s72-c/can%2520you%2520see%2520jesus%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5428778981284331616</id><published>2007-08-12T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:40:34.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FASHION VICTIMS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people want to look fashionable and edgy, how many of them actually carry it off and how many falls under the "fashion victims " label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite disgusted when people are oblivious to themselves being labelled as "fashion victims". oh please; if you don't have what it takes, don't go fashionable, go presentable. what's more; if you have zero fashion sense, perhaps you might want to read some high-end catalogue that brings you to a journey you'll never be able to forget for the rest of your life; cause i pretty much believe when you show fashion victicms a high-end catalogue, that will be the FIRST and LAST time they will be flipping through it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it's because they're still living in their own world, pretty much in state of self-denial. Perhaps to some fashion victims out there; " you really should throw all your existing clothes away." They looked SO cheap? like those you'll be getting at a bargain of 3 for 10 dollars? i dont know where you get them, warehouse sale? or what? they look hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh god. and for goodness sake; IF you dont have HOTLEGS, STOP wearing those BUBBLY dress; they magnify your thighs and legs by so much that you'll end up looking like a human with ENORMOUS elephant's leg. oh well; i didn't want to say this out but then again; i nearly barf when i saw NOT ONE but FOUR fashion victims today, it was so obscence that i couldn't help but notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh well; i shall not continue any further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5428778981284331616?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5428778981284331616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5428778981284331616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5428778981284331616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5428778981284331616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/fashion-victims-when-people-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3627812057803222555</id><published>2007-08-09T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:28:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rrsyetim-nI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oE_05wqxUbc/s1600-h/child2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096722906502068850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rrsyetim-nI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oE_05wqxUbc/s320/child2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Does it pain your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does; it truely does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I come across any article,video clips with regards to any form of child abuse, I'll get so mad that I'll crush the whole section of the newspaper; Be it sexual abuse or physical abuse; it pains me so much to just read and you expect one helpless child to even undergo such treatment when all in the world just seem so unfeeling, they are clueless yet innocent. Being oblivious to what's going on, they unknowingly enter a new phrase of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horrifying and cruel memory left within that child. They face constant flashbacks with sleepless nights. please; it tears me apart. I guess; I do love children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who strips a child off from its normal childhood should die a painful death; it's just a matter of time before they face the music, its just a matter of time. They are not at any liberty to do so! dumbfucks. As time goes by; will you be able to return them their childhood you once tarnished? impossible. fucktards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm just being empathetic; whatever you call it, i never thought of empathy being one of my traits. perhaps; i really am; it pains me so so much!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone keen in doing any orphanage community services? I seriously am. I seriously think i should start doing stuffs that will entice my life even more and I believe community services is a best way to start. Anyone keen in joining me? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We humans, wasted time looking for the perfect lover instead of spending time creating the perfect love&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/4704274451187579161-3627812057803222555?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3627812057803222555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3627812057803222555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3627812057803222555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3627812057803222555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/does-it-pain-your-heart-it-does-it.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rrsyetim-nI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oE_05wqxUbc/s72-c/child2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-4100560501133417736</id><published>2007-08-07T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:46:43.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;LOVE; NO MORE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love is like a stranger to me; i've been single for too long now; I no longer search for warmth and security from love. I'm thankful to everybody who made my life warm and secure. My faith, family members and friends are suffice enough to entice my life; and on top of that, heartbreak has been void ever since I chose not to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seemed so near yet so far. I don't know how to love. My tears were long dried up; do you guys know I can't cry any longer ever since my last heartbreak; the crying session carried on for 6 full hours [12am-6am] until my dad barged into my room after hearing sound of me weeping; I didn't tell him anything, the truth hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever since, I could no longer cry. I used to cry whenever my dad railed at me, I was once a crybaby; since then, I no longer cry anymore; even when my dad railed at me, even if i faced problems, I could no longer cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to cry but to no avail. I tried forcing myself to tears but there wasn't even one drop. I wonder if I got hurt too seriously before. That's why when cameron diaz acted in "The Holiday", I could really relate to her because in that show, she could no longer cry after her dad left her. My dad didnt leave me for sure and never will, but I totally know what she meant when she said she could no longer cry over anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Perhaps this is why many people called me unfeeling even at my relative's wake, everybody was weeping, I just walked on solemnly. When I was young, I would tear whenever i saw tears in my mom's eye. This time round, my eyes were so dry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It hurts so much when people call me unfeeling, cold-blooded. Must people show their tears in order to measure how much they regretted? how much they care? how feeling are they? Is tears the only measure? Is crying the only action to show people that you care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much wanted to; but i just can't i just want to say i really care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;perhaps, this is a good thing after all? when my gurlfriends come calling me in the middle of the night weeping so badly, I am thankful i was no longer in love and i could no longer cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, one day, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a special one&lt;/span&gt; could move my heart and make me fall in love again; and maybe i'll experience heartbreak again but that person must be fully worth my time and effort; oh well, forget it. now's not the time for me to harp on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUT people, i do care. i do; i do.&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/4704274451187579161-4100560501133417736?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4100560501133417736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=4100560501133417736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4100560501133417736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4100560501133417736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-no-more-love-is-like-stranger-to.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1347186938339945677</id><published>2007-08-07T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:35:09.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095641768744385122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdbMNim-mI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i2dIERrAayU/s320/pic056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 3 musketeers met up today!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HURHUR; whenever i'm with them; i just feel so elated! they really have their ways to make me happy. BUT of course, we have been really good and true friends for very long now. years;manymany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA; even though we don't meet on a frequent basis because; we're all busy with our current school-life, but we'll never fail to hit a good conversation or a good time with each other when we're together. We also BITCH real hard when we're with each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well (= , i really really treasure them! how we talked about our past; how we talked about our sillydoodlesilly times and most importantly, how we grow and change from our past. how we actually remembered each other's sillydoings and when we talk about all these now, we never fail to have a good laugh over it, all these may seem so insignificant to others but it meant a great deal to us! it's never easy to find true friends; but once you found them. they are like a lifelong asset ; they were never a source liability to me. (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;awwww; we're not only mstoh's sweetiepie, but we're each other's sweetie pie as well; HAHAHAHA . YES YES YES; I treasure the both of you; Amanda and Cindy. thanks for everything, the fun, the advices and many more that you had given me every meetup; LOVE YA'LL! (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time for pictures (= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY; we decided to take neoprints together; THE TRIO just gotta do this together cause we never done this before; but rest assured i wasn't involved in the design, i'm good at posing for the camera but definitely not design the neoprints! HURHUR. It's not as if we forgot to bring our cameras; didn't i mention that the trios also love taking pictures? like LOTS of them? (= HURHURHUR. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAMWHORES &lt;/span&gt;. JUST LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdXiNim-jI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8oAUgggQGvk/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095637748654996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="321" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdXiNim-jI/AAAAAAAAAEw/8oAUgggQGvk/s320/collage1.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy &amp; Me; so vintage; cindy's smile is a &lt;strong&gt;classic&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdXM9im-iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SWN1dAZ9Ydo/s1600-h/pic03611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095637383582775842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdXM9im-iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/SWN1dAZ9Ydo/s320/pic03611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLAGE OF THE &lt;strong&gt;TRIOS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdXFNim-hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/myTXBsna4Yg/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095637250438789650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdXFNim-hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/myTXBsna4Yg/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOTTOMLINE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE ARE SIMPLY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLASSIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bang; they are so loved.  now don't get jealous :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4704274451187579161-1347186938339945677?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1347186938339945677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1347186938339945677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1347186938339945677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1347186938339945677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/guess-what-3-musketeers-met-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrdbMNim-mI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i2dIERrAayU/s72-c/pic056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6571862185382472067</id><published>2007-08-06T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:44:27.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously; don't know why is such a depressing song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooo!!! enough of all these emo stuffs already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; do you guys know that my sister and i finished 1 whole freaking bottle of redwine yesterday... well; i drank more than half a bottle. but oh well, it still wasn't potent enough to knock me out. seriously; we DID thought of opening a 2nd bottle but we were so bloated with liquid and we decided not to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY the aftermath!&lt;br /&gt;after drinking, you know you'll feel a little wee bit high; so i got Jaysen to call me. and we chatted on the phone. oh well. i think alcohol helps? at least; a tiny bit. I want to get drunk but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well; shucks. byeee....&lt;br /&gt;im meeting amanda later. so g2g .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6571862185382472067?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6571862185382472067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6571862185382472067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6571862185382472067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6571862185382472067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/seriously-dont-know-why-is-such.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-220324296343372913</id><published>2007-08-04T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T12:31:17.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrQAYdim-fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EupEeU8dr48/s1600-h/JOAN+AND+ME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094697498709522930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrQAYdim-fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EupEeU8dr48/s320/JOAN+AND+ME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. chatting with joan lee never goes wrong! it simply makes your day and HAHAHAHA. she's so sweet; she actually promise me that she won't change her nick until sunday as she added "edmund is such a cute boy " on it which i didn't bother to actually screen it. hahaha yes; i'm cute and i don't have to flaunt it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. alright. i'm so self-proclaimed. but whatever =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOAN'S A CUTE GIRL. AHAHAHHAA SHE'S MY SECONDARY SCH CLASSMATE lurh! LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're so going to hangout during the hols. I DONT CARE! =) BOOOOOOOO JOAN MADE MY DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now; what about 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/4704274451187579161-220324296343372913?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/220324296343372913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=220324296343372913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/220324296343372913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/220324296343372913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrQAYdim-fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EupEeU8dr48/s72-c/JOAN+AND+ME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3639592093746018420</id><published>2007-08-03T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:06:42.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that took our breath away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sentence left me dazzled for short moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminiscence of all the moments that really did took my breath away just lingers around my brain for minutes, perhaps half an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really; these moments that left me breathless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you people for giving me such wonderful moments. [ i ain't going to post them all cause i think it'll take days to finish posting and that includes digging up pictures ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so how many moments took your breath away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3639592093746018420?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3639592093746018420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3639592093746018420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3639592093746018420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3639592093746018420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-not-measured-by-number-of.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-7333040521346277937</id><published>2007-08-03T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:45:54.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Through A Glass, Darkly&lt;/strong&gt; -  &lt;strong&gt;Jostein Gaarder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A highly inspirational book. A girl, named Cecilia is down with a terminal illness; She had no white christmas; she was limited to almost everything that a normal being could do, She was visited by Angel Ariel and through many engaging conversations, she finally understood and accepted that death was inevitable. She finally passed on and flew with Angel Ariel to heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no reasons that I could think of to tell you why you shouldn't read this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much want to be myself. I am awaiting for this day to come where i can free myself from the facade that I put on to face every single of you. Disturbed by thoughts of you not being able to take the blow just kills the thought of me being myself. I longed for freedom. I longed to be normal. I longed to be with you, butbutbut i'm tied down by a hundred factors that i shall not name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me what should i do; i just feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; caused my sky to turn so grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should be like Cecilia, learning to accept and come to terms with things that just don't go/feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through the glass, darkly&lt;/em&gt; best describes how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast to Jostein Gaarder for penning such a beautiful piece of work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-7333040521346277937?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7333040521346277937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=7333040521346277937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7333040521346277937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7333040521346277937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/through-glass-darkly-jostein-gaarder.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-8611130040779845995</id><published>2007-08-02T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T02:47:21.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGyHNim-eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FQJvUZv0yiE/s1600-h/SSL12668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094048490496391650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGyHNim-eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FQJvUZv0yiE/s320/SSL12668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was supposed to post this on Wednesday however, as time forbids me to do so, i had to drag it all the way till today! alright! I headed down to Fuhua Secondary School for Ambassador's Duties; Career booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGxuNim-dI/AAAAAAAAAEA/N1fSkA1cIfo/s1600-h/SSL12671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094048060999662034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGxuNim-dI/AAAAAAAAAEA/N1fSkA1cIfo/s320/SSL12671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Partners in crime! *grins* .... Kenny and Thoma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGw1dim-bI/AAAAAAAAADw/5gF6W0Y2_Ms/s1600-h/SSL12669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094047086042085810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGw1dim-bI/AAAAAAAAADw/5gF6W0Y2_Ms/s320/SSL12669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well. that's thoma and me. As usual, we had fun doing duties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGwZNim-aI/AAAAAAAAADo/eH4zeaPKAbg/s1600-h/SSL12672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094046600710781346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGwZNim-aI/AAAAAAAAADo/eH4zeaPKAbg/s320/SSL12672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's me and the man of the day;kenny as he was the only senior. Kudos to him for taking up both the morning and afternoon session slot =)  my eyes looked so small in this picture; oh well, thoma! BAD SHOT! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Camwhoring, we went up to the school hall and watched Mr J.K Tan performed his magician tricks and he never fails to come up with new magic trick each time; he's from the ECE division. Probably the only magician in Ngee Ann. hurhurhur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love to all! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4704274451187579161-8611130040779845995?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/8611130040779845995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=8611130040779845995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8611130040779845995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8611130040779845995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-was-supposed-to-post-this-on.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RrGyHNim-eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FQJvUZv0yiE/s72-c/SSL12668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-2876565830326117933</id><published>2007-08-02T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T10:49:55.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - For a really close friend, this song was recorded by my sister and her friends for joan chanshufang. Joan was a brave warrior fighting against cancer while she's alive. She has now passed on. However, her fighting spirit still burns alive and has inspired many &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;people who is still alive up till today&lt;/span&gt;. She will be remembered and loved by many. It has been almost one and a half year since she passed on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lyrics: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joan pleases don’t go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are many things that i would like to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that’s getting hard for you to show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way day by day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've travelled miles and miles through deep turnstiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many softball slides and daffodils&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and played&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though it hurts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though you smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking back right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don’t really care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I’ve been thinking about you almost everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until I find the words to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but nowjust want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that ive been thinking about you nearly everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until i find the words to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you’re hurting now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we'll make it through somehow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wont we Joan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joan say you'll stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are many things that i would like to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I forgot to mention yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way day by day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've travelled miles and miles through deep turnstiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many softball slides and daffodils&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and played&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now it hurts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though you smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking back right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don’t really care just want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I’ve been thinking of you nearly everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until I find the words to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now just want you to knowthat I’ve been thinking about you nearly everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;until I find the words to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you’re hurting now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we'll make it through somehow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wont we Joan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wont we Joan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just soldier on (x3) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wont we Joan-oh-oh-ohh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wont we Joan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a personal note : this song is really beautiful, the melody and lyrics are perfect. The lyrics can be intepreted as a love song too. Beautiful masterpiece isn't it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-2876565830326117933?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2876565830326117933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=2876565830326117933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2876565830326117933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2876565830326117933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/08/joan-for-really-close-friend-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3095531042648538909</id><published>2007-07-31T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:32:48.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The 3 musketeers celebrated our beloved teacher's birthday today! also, we managed to catch up and yeah =); i shall let the pictures do the talking because; a picture is worth more than a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq9U5tim-YI/AAAAAAAAADY/t6KqgLvtiNs/s1600-h/SSL12649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093383054033353090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq9U5tim-YI/AAAAAAAAADY/t6KqgLvtiNs/s320/SSL12649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pretty ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq9T19im-XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/M8C4i4XqcW8/s1600-h/SSL12656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093381890097215858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq9T19im-XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/M8C4i4XqcW8/s320/SSL12656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &lt;3&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/4704274451187579161-3095531042648538909?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3095531042648538909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3095531042648538909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3095531042648538909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3095531042648538909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/3-musketeers-celebrated-our-beloved.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq9U5tim-YI/AAAAAAAAADY/t6KqgLvtiNs/s72-c/SSL12649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3313489288642415581</id><published>2007-07-31T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:09:44.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T YOU JUST &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; PICTURES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8JVNim-WI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZjPBcnk5DXE/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093299963596044642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8JVNim-WI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZjPBcnk5DXE/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                  Camwhoring by myself! This top caught my eyes&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  so much that i had to buy it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8Ixdim-VI/AAAAAAAAADA/dFsn4co0FkM/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093299349415721298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8Ixdim-VI/AAAAAAAAADA/dFsn4co0FkM/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                Prankster Tye and Yours Truly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8ITtim-UI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UadB_rGMPQE/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298838314613058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8ITtim-UI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UadB_rGMPQE/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                Balloon people; i love this shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8H69im-TI/AAAAAAAAACw/OazWLH503Ic/s1600-h/Picture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298413112850738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8H69im-TI/AAAAAAAAACw/OazWLH503Ic/s320/Picture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             i know, i know, don't comment on my spastic face                                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8Hmtim-SI/AAAAAAAAACo/PqhySAriYvE/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298065220499746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8Hmtim-SI/AAAAAAAAACo/PqhySAriYvE/s320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Conclusion? I just love this bunch of people. PERIOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3313489288642415581?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3313489288642415581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3313489288642415581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3313489288642415581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3313489288642415581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-you-just-love-pictures-camwhoring.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq8JVNim-WI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZjPBcnk5DXE/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-77318756334827739</id><published>2007-07-30T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:23:49.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMANDA LEE QIAN WEN! I DONT KNOW IF I GOT YOUR CHINESE NAME CORRECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER IT IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DEMAND YOU TO GET YOUR BUTT ONTO MSN ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i know you read my blog =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-77318756334827739?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/77318756334827739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=77318756334827739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/77318756334827739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/77318756334827739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/amanda-lee-qian-wen-i-dont-know-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-607671634543123611</id><published>2007-07-30T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T09:47:18.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq1C8Nim-RI/AAAAAAAAACg/IkhPY_SKdH0/s1600-h/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092800355820304658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq1C8Nim-RI/AAAAAAAAACg/IkhPY_SKdH0/s200/Picture2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just finished watching " the holiday "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's seriously touching, yet depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a paragraph which i stole from the movie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another kind of love, the one that almost kills it victicm, it’s called unrequited love. Most love stories are stories are about people who fall in love with each other. What about the rest of us, what about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone. We are the victicms of the one sided affair, we are the curse of the loved ones, we are the unloved ones, the walking wounded, the handicap without the advantage of a great parking space.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this paragraph just killed me.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i said this, literally never. but it really did.&lt;br /&gt;well anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cameron diaz was sexy! stunning killer eyes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jude law was HOT in the movie, he just shot me down like bang! damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i shall catch some sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves, edmund =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-607671634543123611?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/607671634543123611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=607671634543123611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/607671634543123611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/607671634543123611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-just-finished-watching-holiday-its.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rq1C8Nim-RI/AAAAAAAAACg/IkhPY_SKdH0/s72-c/Picture2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-8546899652464281852</id><published>2007-07-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:44:05.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my great friend&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diarrhoea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came knocking to me. It patronises me almost every week. I'm having a very bad diarrhoea. bah! the food's great during dinner but i didn't really enjoy it because i had diarrhoea since like 6pm? WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEE;HEEEEE;&lt;br /&gt;there's going to be a combined class dinner tmr at marche, vivocity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not really&lt;/strong&gt; looking forward to the food; im looking forward to the people and camwhoring with them x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i dont care whoever that is.&lt;br /&gt;if you want to add me on msn, at least; learn how to start a decent conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T STAND TWITS. .&lt;br /&gt;[for those who still don't get it]&lt;br /&gt;these freakish girls who thinks they're damn cute yet they're not even NEAR there types like this : mOiI verI hAppiiXx ToXx SeezZ YOooUUxx . LIKE WHATEVER. * ROLL EYES* stop wasting your own time typing all those additional Xs,Zs,Is or WHATEVER it is. I'm not given any liberty to say that you're wasting your own time; wouldn't it be a wee-bit constructive to actually improve on your freaking irritating yet broken english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who type like that, it strains me so much to even read one word; not even to mention a conversation. and; ironically, these people who types like that; post for the camera in the most disgusting ever manner, the infamous 'actcute' posture. From the way they type and the way they look into the camera. IT MAKES ME SO WANT TO BARF.. AND if you were to force my eyes open with toothpicks, i think i'll barf to the extent that my whole house is flooded. i just can't stand them! they're probably the worse creation on mother earth ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, i hate it when people talk or act in such a manner that they're actually trying so hard to make people sympathise them. I despise them! If your whole fucking life is made up of sympathy? wouldn't it be a sad and pathetic one? like seriously, get out of my life. When these people talk, they say it in a manner that they're SOOO freaking innocent and confused. THIS annoys me the MOST. like omgawd. and what's important is that; they're not blur at all! they are actually very scheming and meticulous in their ''plan'' to make people falter! like gosh; i don't want to mention this but i just want to say '' I can OH see through you " so don't try too hard when you're infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may call me demanding; grumpy or whatever you call that,&lt;br /&gt;but seriously; i'm just too much for you to handle. hiaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-8546899652464281852?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/8546899652464281852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=8546899652464281852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8546899652464281852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8546899652464281852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-great-friend-diarrhoea-it-came.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-4020626911446837688</id><published>2007-07-29T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T10:07:41.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME? A CYNIC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not rule out the possibility of me being a cynic. well, humans especially locals; they're a bunch who always keep a lookout for themselves; for their own. selfishness is their motivation; being born in this country, am i born like that or was i influenced by them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this; i aint sure. all i can say is that, sometimes,life's better off being a cynic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, i just want to be oblivious to what's going on; it'll make my life alot better!!! AND enjoyable.. when i was jogging earlier, i dont know what took over me, i just felt like crying at that instance, perhaps it's just that my life is pretty much colour-less, without you. I'm trying my very best to make it sound that i am nice; and you'll not get hurt after reading this part. perhaps when you said you will make me cry after i leave your side, yes, you suceeded by just a margin. but duh, you're not getting the last laugh, i'll most probably be down in like a few days and life will be back to normal again; and some other people will replace your sorry ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, i ain't that desperate for you..&lt;br /&gt;fine. hyuntae just asked me why am i wasting my blog space over you, the reason: you deserve a tiny little one. just one and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post marks an end to the stupid shit that you're giving me; and i want to tell you, i didnt really give my all when i was with you? but whatever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're so yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-4020626911446837688?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4020626911446837688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=4020626911446837688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4020626911446837688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4020626911446837688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-cynic-i-do-not-rule-out-possibility.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-2363408097238884926</id><published>2007-07-28T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T19:30:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>running; my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i hit the road, peacefulness speaks to me; tranquility sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm able to vent out all my frustration; yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time, i'll run from jurong east to jurong west; people called me mad but it really feels good. reminiscence of me being in my primary school track&amp;field team takes me over and ill think of all the good times winning for my best event. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i do feel like giving up as the route is seriously damn long! but nonetheless, each time ill persevere and yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEssDciaag8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEssDciaag8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very talented korean english singer; this is just one of her many many great videos. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its time for me to hit the road; once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-2363408097238884926?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2363408097238884926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=2363408097238884926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2363408097238884926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2363408097238884926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/running-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-2786859191440312255</id><published>2007-07-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T23:37:09.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rqi9Xdim-QI/AAAAAAAAACY/Aijl6_GDXx8/s1600-h/DSC03621%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091527589506775298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rqi9Xdim-QI/AAAAAAAAACY/Aijl6_GDXx8/s200/DSC03621%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, it's rather heartwarming to even know that such nice people who exist;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this person is none other than &lt;strong&gt;hannah&lt;/strong&gt;; do not misintepret this post; she's my classmate. &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; my girlfriend or whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's really one of the really nice yet few girls you'll be able to meet.&lt;br /&gt;For example; there was this time, she gave our class transperencies and markers out of goodwill. at first i thought she was just being generous, as it would be a hassle to collect those pennies. after knowing her for some time now, you can really tell whether a person is genuinely nice; and i reckon, no doubt; she has already won the prestigious but not quite yet there award; that is the edmund's nicest girl award 2007. i know this is so crap but yeah she's one hell of a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lent gary all her notes to be photocopied; and yes, gary is taking his infa retest tomorrow and she's on the phone with him right now; teaching gary, isn't she nice! my day just got made knowing the existence of such ''beautiful'' people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hannah; your blogskin has this quote that says " say that i am cute "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall say " you're cute! infact too nice to be labelled cute " =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : another big thanks to hannah in helping all of us who're interested in joining baoc2008 sign up. I think so many people owe her a meal. hurhur =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-2786859191440312255?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2786859191440312255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=2786859191440312255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2786859191440312255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2786859191440312255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-its-rather-heartwarming-to.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/Rqi9Xdim-QI/AAAAAAAAACY/Aijl6_GDXx8/s72-c/DSC03621%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-376212040200004312</id><published>2007-07-26T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T12:54:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i was on the taxi today, coincidentally, i saw my dad's car passed by! hurhurhur, that was funny! and he drove off, oblivious to my existence;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the weather nowadays, it feels so cooling and nice.  the gloomy and grey weather; resembling how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in CIP class now. blardy boring, boooo;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-376212040200004312?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/376212040200004312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=376212040200004312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/376212040200004312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/376212040200004312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-i-was-on-taxi-today-coincidentally.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3009866246444637918</id><published>2007-07-26T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T02:08:12.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 1.46am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why am i blogging, rather i just feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dota's out of my life offically. bloody stupid; hate it now. i deleted it off my laptop. so no more dota. hurhur. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life never seem to go well just when i thought it was getting better!&lt;br /&gt;i cabbed down to school for a ambassador's meeting in the ambassador's room and we wrapped everything up at around 11.40. just when i found a good spot to read my diary of anne frank, god damn! i forgot the box of chocolates that i was supposed to give it to my cats tutor as it was the last day of lesson; so yeah! i rushed back home, took the chocolates and it rained again; hurhurhur, so i took cab to school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blardy hell; i have been cabbing to sch for almost 2 weeks straight! my goodness. when i cabbed there, the cab driver was very eerie. He sent shivers down my spine, gosh, he was telling me " i envy you alot for having such fair and smooth skin" like seriously, I was rolling my eyes through the journey. EEEKs, he's damn disgusting! freaking shiet! and he was like telling me how easy he gets tanned, and he wished for a fair skin. LIKE HELLO. wtf! he's damn noisy,getting more disturbing and irritating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when he gave me back my cab change; he said " hope i'll be able to see you again in future"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just felt like saying " no, im not about close of wanting to see you again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was the last lesson for cats, thankgoodness; cats' a bore! but our group did pretty well for the project and im glad! projects madness is finally over! hurhuruhr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok; RYAN; please REPLY my sms&lt;br /&gt;you have to tell me whether or not my friends and i will be able to join BAoC2008. IT was one day since the sms was sent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine; i think im too bored, i shall turn in now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3009866246444637918?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3009866246444637918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3009866246444637918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3009866246444637918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3009866246444637918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3659200683323635752</id><published>2007-07-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:12:01.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MRexSeidRF0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MRexSeidRF0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a treat for all you peeps who've watched dreamgirls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's belted by a GUY. his octaves are just incredible. my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will so buy his cd if he comes out with one and, yes, von lee smith is the next big thing to look out for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it =)  rather, listen! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3659200683323635752?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3659200683323635752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3659200683323635752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3659200683323635752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3659200683323635752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/treat-for-all-you-peeps-whove-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-4144371299296798696</id><published>2007-07-25T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:25:01.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm loving my skin. blogskin i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, duh! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-4144371299296798696?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4144371299296798696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=4144371299296798696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4144371299296798696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4144371299296798696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-loving-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5775239090679553488</id><published>2007-07-25T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:31:45.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next monday is the day :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to seeing cindy,amanda and mstoh!!!&lt;br /&gt;gosh!!!! i really miss you guys!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;havent seen you guys for YEARS or MONTHS. LOL fine MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy is busy preparing for her O's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda is busy with her work in SP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not spared from the tedious routine in np&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mstoh has been teaching those primary school kids since 2002; time flies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all going to meet up next monday! omg. i'm so looking forward to it. like seriously. it has been SERIOUSLY long since i last saw my 2 partners-in-crime, and i totally miss mstoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur. just for your info, mstoh is still in her early 20s, not anywhere near 30. she's still a youth like us, young physically and mentally =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i shall change my blogskin. man. im getting so sick of this. hurhurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovemeisalliaskfromyou;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5775239090679553488?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5775239090679553488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5775239090679553488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5775239090679553488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5775239090679553488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/wooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-26889238819401544</id><published>2007-07-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:12:53.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was too busy to blog since the last entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatigue  and work! fatigue and work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus, just save me.  my whole body just feel so worn out. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to rock music lately. i hardly listen to them nowadays, but, it does feel good to listen some random rock songs and just let emotions flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week was DREADFUL!. i was so sick that i didnt managed to complete the tutorials before SUNDAY! which means i dragged the tutorials until today. this is so unlike me. really. sometimes, i really feel like turning back time....&lt;br /&gt;many people told me this before i came into poly; " you don't have to study in poly" ... RIGHT...... anybody who says that should be condemned! so juniors, do not be fooled!. either JC or POLY, you still have to study, just that poly consist alot on independent learning.. think twice, before making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't really say i regret taking the poly route; all of us had fun . great fun, but there's always a butterfly effect towards everything, having fun comes with a price; on top of all those fun, poly work is really like crazy. all the projects come crashing in at the same time! like seriously. i was so freaked out. PRESENTATIONS after ANOTHER, like WTH. give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, i'm going to talk about something rather sensitive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish you could sit beside me; lend me your shoulders on which i could lean on and cry.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long will i be able to endure all these; but seriously. i just want you to be there for me; will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you be there? i am very tired; not physically but mentally.&lt;br /&gt;geraldina, i finally know how you feel now. this really don't feel good. your eyeballs just feel like popping out anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've stopped indulging in food for a very very long time. i really can't take in huge portion of food like i used to last time. even when i just take in 1/2 a portion like last time, my body just can't take it and i'll be needing the loo for like forever;  i'm trying very hard ppl. i'm trying very hard to stuff myself with food already; but seriously. it hurts. everyone please, stop. stop asking me to eat more. i just remembered; i don't live to eat.  i shall live my own life like i used to.. arrrg;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;givemeabreak; carry me away with the fire in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;awaiting; really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-26889238819401544?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/26889238819401544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=26889238819401544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/26889238819401544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/26889238819401544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-was-too-busy-to-blog-since-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-801757189869928165</id><published>2007-07-19T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T00:42:36.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it looks like everyone has been talking about this rather hot issue in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xiaxue's&lt;/span&gt; top 7 disgusting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lim's&lt;/span&gt; rebuttal video on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all i know or all my peers, if you mention about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xiaxue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of my friends, they'll go "Oh that top blogger and what about her ? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you mention about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Steven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt;, they'll go " oh that stripper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hurhur&lt;/span&gt;, it's also rather insulting to actually listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stevenlim&lt;/span&gt; speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. it was bad, very bad. well, i PRAY that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; won't get affected after listening to his 'superb' video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you watch that video, please note. in the middle of the video,&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mispronounced RIDICULOUS as RIDUCULOUS, i was rolling on floor laughing when i heard that. damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please, he actually said something like " i have been SEEING wanbao since young" LOL since when can a normal human being SEE newspaper, well, for normal human beings, we read newspaper, but steven lim SEES it. wow. i think he has actually achieved nirvana. i seriously DIDNT KNOW man could SEE newspapers. like GOD DAMN IT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;He is DAMN RANDOM. LOL. why would someone actually call any normal being a chicken pie? LOL let me tell you, when i first heard " chicken pie", i nearly burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;he goes " YOU SUCKS YOU SUCKS YOU SUCKS YOU SUCKS, YOU'RE REALLY A &lt;strong&gt;CHICKEN-PIE&lt;/strong&gt;'' FOR GOODNESS SAKE, even a primary 3 kid knows that its YOU SUCK, NOT YOU SUCKS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, HAHAHAHA, for the 7 top disgusting bloggers, it provided me a great source of humour and laughter. at least, xiaxue provided us a source of entertainment, it has been really a pleasure reading her blog; though i do not read on a frequent basis, but its some of the REALLY random blogs ill visit when i have nothing better to do and whenever i go, it never fails to, at least make me chuckle a bit each time i exit her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously; steven lim, it has been how many years since you left one big impression on the media? like hmm 3 years back when you stripped down to that yellow brief, i do feel sorry for that yellow brief because; you didnt manage to pull it off. and instead, it was the brief who was wearing you; not you wearing the brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt about xiaxue's blog since perhaps jan 2005? and at least, she's always there; singapore's top blogger. or at least, she's able to mantain her standing in the blogging world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about you? pro stripper? are you even anywhere near xiaxue as a top blogger? at least she's one of the host in girl's out loud which is SO enjoyable , unlike you who appeared on tv as a CONTESTANT and failed terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;seriously, you keep saying '' look who's calling the kettle black'' hurhur, its yourself. like duh, you are seriously damn shallow, but well, what could we expect out from you? one video of you speaking bad english of course. you are so shallow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;THE VERDICT : XIAXUE EATS STEVENLIM because XIAXUE rocked nuts, steven lim docks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, my family orders the straits times daily not wanbao. HAHAHA, so whether or not, xiaxue wrote anything abt wanbao; it doesn't affect me. you're so shallow. shallow shallow shallow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;top blogger up till today? - xiaxue&lt;br /&gt;soreloser who's always down there? - steven lim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BOOOOHOOOO. that's my take on it. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-801757189869928165?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/801757189869928165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=801757189869928165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/801757189869928165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/801757189869928165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-looks-like-everyone-has-been-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-9126323484050070070</id><published>2007-07-16T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T02:21:23.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously had enough.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've done enough and i will not do anymore.. just my luck! fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmph...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have you guys been reading the newspaper ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure you guys came across this article where the dad forces her daughter to have sex with him. like seriously * rolls eye* to hell to all these fathers. yikes. my parents and i, infact my family members are 1 bunch of open minded people, we don't mind talking about this issue in the lift, even when there are people! ahahhahaa. well, come to think of it. i'm glad that my parents are open-minded because you know, thats when communication comes about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to miss my sister, ack!&lt;br /&gt;HOW.&lt;br /&gt;THE house is going to be SOO lonely without her. ACK ACK!&lt;br /&gt;and ahahhahahaha, i guess ill masturbate all day long when nobody's around. LOL. that is so funny. it's just a joke, do not take it to heart or feel offended; damn you narrowminded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, i think i've been playing too much dota. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. but well, its a goodthing that i finished all my tutorials before playing. ack. i need my beauty sleep man. i've been turning in only until WEEEEEEE hours. that is something bad, and it needs review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its damn late now, and im still blogging. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. damn. and i think by the next entry, ill be changing a new skin.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR. anyway. i think i am a damn loser!. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;i have not been to the cinemas for DAMN LONG .!!!&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch transformers, harry potter, but i just don't have time for all these damn things after poly life started, ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my tight schedule as a BA student, + the duties that i signed up as an ambassador, seriously, sooner or later, i'm going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROBLEMS. PROBLEMS, AND MORE PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, ITS A NEED! .&lt;br /&gt;damn. but well. ill be having a volleyball competition tmr. LOL. my teammates and i are going to lose that game . we seriously dont want anymore lessons ON WEDNESDAYS. SO OUR WEDNESDAY WILL BE FREEE!!! and most probably we could get our butts laid on SENTOSA!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES, EDMUND =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-9126323484050070070?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/9126323484050070070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=9126323484050070070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9126323484050070070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9126323484050070070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/gracious.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3553264080554757462</id><published>2007-07-15T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:31:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GEMINI MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A man in this Zodiac has a thin long and proportional face. He has a highforehead and very cleaver. He looks like he can not stand or sit still, a very fast person. His nose is just right in size, thin lips, talk fast andvery talkative. He can think faster than he talks, but once he start talking, he will talk non stop as if god has gifted him with that specialtalk machine mouth. He likes to cut his hair short and he is very athletic.He is a tall, slim and every movement of his is "Fast" or nearly call"Hyperactive".He has a long fingers and always tapping on table or moving his finger as if he is trying to grab something. He is the type who will write or scribble onpaper, he never stay still. His hair is always well comb or neat. He will spend a long time to comb his hair. He will keep his manicure and pedicure clean.He is a well dressed and clean guy, so if you like cleanliness, you will love him.He will keep all his clothes in big closet, and never throw away shirts even if he never wear any more, but yet he still keep buying new cloths and make sure he is in style. He knows how to dress well even with a low budget. He gets bored easily with his favorite clothes , cologne. He is very picky, so soap and his cologne even have to be in the same trend or same scent.If you date this kind of guy, you might think you are dating 2 guys, you will have to guess his feeling and emotion. Is he doing thing because it is a duty, or is it because he wants to?He change his mind as fast as he change a new pairs of shoes. He can pick up a book and roughly read through and understand it's contents, so if you see a Gemini man who reads the whole book, then he must be influenced by other Zodiac.He hate to set fix schedule, and dislike a boring same routine job. He could hardly be on time, and can only keep time if it is complete important and necessary. He does not come late because he forgets, but because he always find other attractions along the way. He likes to act opposite to what he wants to do. He is a very good speaker and make a very good politician. He can easily persuade other people and well presented himself in public, areal charmer. If he is a writer, he will write the best seller.He always search for truth and constantly study himself. He never satisfy about his fame, his reputation or money, because he thinks he deserved more.He will keep searching even he is not sure what is his ultimate satisfaction.Woman in love normally wants to feel secure and stable, but if you fall inlove with this guy be prepare to be alone. He will come to see you when he feels like it. He won't even know how he spent his days everyday, so adjust yourself if you love him.Dating him is like dating 2 guys, so today he can tell you how much he loves you, but tomorrow he might call you to cancel your date. When he upsets, hecould tell you he hate your dress, even it is the same dress he used to tellyou make you look very sexy. Do not ask him why he is that's way for he won't have any explanations too. When he is back to normal mood, he will take you out again and forget what just happened.You can not expect him to be the same person now, and forever. His changes will depend on you, for better or for worst. If you like to take risk and dare for challenges, you will get along with him fine. He keeps his emotional secretly as if hiding it, so you will not be able to see if he crazy in love with you, or does not give a damn at all, but be calm and patient.He will never leave you if he thinks you are a puzzle, then he will spend times solving this puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;i personally feel that this is so true. gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3553264080554757462?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3553264080554757462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3553264080554757462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3553264080554757462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3553264080554757462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/gemini-man-man-in-this-zodiac-has-thin.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-7515171978444955101</id><published>2007-07-14T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:12:31.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this past week has been dreadful with the exception of today. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;many may ponder why is this week dreadful? firstly, i had late nights for these 6 days of the week, which means to say, i slept at like 1am+ earliest and 4am+ latest when i'm having a 9am lecture tmr! and.. now i want to blog about this incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this thursday, i actually had a business statistics lecture at 9am. and apparently i woke up at 8.40am!!! omg *panicks* i rushed everything and finally, got out of the house at 8.50am and GOODNESS! there were 2 person at extreme ends waiting for cabs!!! seriously, i don't mind if they board the cab first, BY it all means, go ahead! time waits for noone, before i knew it it was like 8.51. and i panicked even more, because i seriously hate to be late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when it was my turn, i hailed the cab, and this fucking man in his mid 40s who is like 10m away from me, he RAISED HIS HAND and hail the cab while talking on the phone. I WAS SO PISSED that i shouted "**". I SHOUTED SO LOUDLY that he dropped his phone and turn around and said sorry and i boarded the cab, with so many pairs of bypasser's eyes on me, but you know what, i couldn't care less. *rolls eyes* but seriously if he were to get onto the cab, i think i will be PISSED enough to stop the cab right upfront! hahahaha. damn that old man. since the start of perhaps this year, i have yet to blow my top and he blew it. like totally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well... enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now, ill be blogging about ambassadors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was the parent's forum today.&lt;br /&gt;all the juniors had the chance to do facility tour! FT is like you're the "tourguide" for a grp of visitors who board the bus and it was indeed worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was my first time doing a facility tour and yes. nerve wrecking, but i guess i managed to pull it off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at the end of the tour, one of the parents actually commented " thanks, your guide was very good" at that point in time, i just feel so elated and elevated. hahaha, my partner was laura, and hmm guess what i've learnt from her today, she said something and this is one line i'll remember, period! haha. " just expose yourself " and i did. hurhur.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even though we had to wake up at like so early and be in the sch by 8am. it was definitely rewarding, and what we've gotten out of it is perhaps 10 times more of what we could have gotten from sleeping for perhaps an extra 2-3 hours? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;peace~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-7515171978444955101?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7515171978444955101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=7515171978444955101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7515171978444955101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7515171978444955101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-past-week-has-been-dreadful-with.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3356191789655171280</id><published>2007-07-10T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:42:44.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;can someone please tell me whether its worth it doing what i am doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ARRRRG. I'M SO STRESSED UP WITH EVERYTHING THAT I THINK THAT MY HAIR IS FALLING!!!! OMG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway; my past chapter was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;edmund's up for grab... =) strange enough, my parents have been advising me to go on a relationship... and they're asking me whether i like anyone from school... my reply to them was a straight no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i've waited long enough... so long that you took me for granted. hyuntae once told me that, people should sometimes play hard to get, that'll make a person value you more. i shall give him credit for that quote. you hurt me deep enough... i still remember.... during the first week of school. problems came WHAM! right at my face one after another. i finally understood how the life of air-stewards are. not being able to sleep 24/7 ... finally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think i should move on to a new chapter. you're just too much for me to handle... but ill never forget the day you broke my heart. it was one very special day. and since then, i've been waiting for you eversince. you may not read this blog. yes you very much don't care. but this post is more dedicated to people whom i'm close to. =] ... perhaps, like what hyuntae said, its a form of relief if i let go asap. true enough. with you in my head, i can't think. with you around my life, nothings just seem to go right. i was blinded by love, even when everything was going the wrong way, i still feel that i'm going the right way.. how ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time may heal all wound... i beg to differ. Reminiscences of you, my broken heart, my lonely soul... i sometimes cry myself to sleep however, all these gotta stop. it's too much for me. too much that adverse effects are now seen in me. i'm now so afraid of taking the leap once again... you once lifted me up from the sea, at that point of time, i felt so happy, elated, in a way that i feel that i'm on wings! and when you didn't like it, you took off the wings that you once put on for me, and slam me right down to the very very deep seabed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I may be drowning in my love life, but the other parts of my life are going on pretty much well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as a friend, i love hyuntae! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i really really love ya! thanks for all the BLARDY good advices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I AM SO GAY! i meant happy! ( stop being so narrow-minded, TYPICAL singaporeans! roll eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm more than what it meets the eye =P hurhurhur! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ughhh, to end off, my dad's flying off to brunei for business again....sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;daddyiloveyou. mommyiloveyou. magiloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mag: you musn't worry alright? =) you're flying off to holland real soon and i'll miss you. we'll not be seeing each other for so long unless i decide to fly to holland to visit you. i still feel very much appreciated when you came into my room and pour out all your sorrows to me. i felt valued by you, at least. As a brother, i could only do so much by lending you a listening ear, a source of comfort when you're feeling down. well, even if everything goes wrong, i still love you! =) even though you came barging in while i was studying, i don't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;arrrrr: geraldina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;saw her today. HEYYY budddy... i'm thinking of a thailand-bangkok trip during our august holidays. HURHUR. how about that! or do you want to come holland with me... IM SO UNDECIDED! i'm in such a dilemma. but i could sense that my dad kinda disapprove of me going to holland. hurhur. shieeettt....love ya buddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DO support geraldina at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dene-dina.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.dene-dina.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; she sells SUPER DUPER CUTE EARRINGS. hurhur. not earrings, ear stud. IF my ear hole didn't close up, I SWEAR ill buy all of em. they are so damn cute!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh damn. what a long post! SMACK that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fine. i shall stop posting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hurhur! ciao guys. love all of ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4704274451187579161-3356191789655171280?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3356191789655171280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3356191789655171280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3356191789655171280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3356191789655171280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/can-someone-please-tell-me-whether-its.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-61403597260608589</id><published>2007-07-06T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:55:01.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have tons of work yet i'm left with so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just wish i have like 48 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just wish, i could have the time to read my book, diary of anne frank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just wish, i could know what my inner-self is looking for,  just like the tranquil reflection, when you stand infront a pool of water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;should i take the risk? or should i just stay the way i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my busy life has started to take its toll on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i feel like deleting my friendster and blog. they're all source of distraction. perhaps i'll just do that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i want to CLARIFY that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am NOT falling for anyone right now! NOT in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My life is just too busy for a relationship to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;to youknowwhoyouare: well, sorry, i don't think that this is a right time and you're not the right person, the feeling isn't there. please do not pester me anymore and just stop whatever you're doing. you're in self-denial, we could just be friends, but do not go overboard to the extent that we can't even be friends. like i said, you're just not the right one. so stop all your mushy msn-messeges and smses. IT WILL NOT WORK. i'm sorry for being so blunt and direct, but you can ask all my friends, i am one SUCH person. and think of it; one day, you being a fashion victicm. i will still say you're one. so think twice. eughh. i just don't like you. that's the bottomline. i hate beating around the bush. i was thinking of a way to spill out how i feel to you in a way which you'll remain unhurt, but you blew it. totally. i had to say everything out. you're just spoiling my day, infact, you're one pest which i very much don't want to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now, thank you for your understanding.PLEASE STOP asking my friends to MSN me when you 'think' that i don't reply you. I WAS ACTUALLY BUSY. STOP INVADING MY FRIEND'S AND MY PRIVACY. that is SO rude * roll eyes* just stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i need my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my single life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i want to re-emphasize that you're not the one i'm looking for, i wasn't even interested in the first place. so stop throwing yourself up at people, you'll just be deeemed as &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheap&lt;/strong&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/4704274451187579161-61403597260608589?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/61403597260608589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=61403597260608589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/61403597260608589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/61403597260608589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-tons-of-work-yet-im-left-with-so.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3009241387156157979</id><published>2007-07-04T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T01:24:05.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my first ever ambassador's duty falls on today! ahahaha, it was just so fun. tiring it was, but it was indeed rewarding and satisfying. thank you marvin for being there to show us the ropes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after that, group 1 ambassadors went for dinner together! it was really fun to see so many of the familar faces again! had dinner at botak jones, hurhur, well, not too bad i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice place but NON-HALAL. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.. yeap. im so elated about today that i dont know why i am just not tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i have a parents briefing tmr AFTER S&amp;W at 5pm&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa, that means i have to attend VOLLEYBALL, a sport that i sucked at, and i dont know why i chose it for my S&amp;W.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im loving this busy kind of life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life sucks when you don't have a choice. can someone tell me why. it sucks to have HIM mingling around my life. like he's so whatever. grrrrr. no wonder, he got the 'right' match as his gf. well, suck off, i do not want to have anything to do with you.. ewww you're disgusting , so get out of my life, my life will definitely be better without you around to slow me down, SHIT you. you're yesterday, well not yet . but when its your time, ill tell you. shithead. [ this may sound confusing, but yeah, i purposely made it that way. so NOSEY PARKERS wont know, this part is actually meant for my closer friends and hmmm; yeah. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elliot yamin looks like a jail convict in his mtv : wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol,  ciao ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edmund =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3009241387156157979?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3009241387156157979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3009241387156157979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3009241387156157979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3009241387156157979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-first-ever-ambassadors-duty-falls-on.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-551790250927755373</id><published>2007-06-30T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T03:10:13.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so many days of excruciating agony, im proud to say that edmund is back! and he's really back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so constricted deep within that i could hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the start of this week, i felt so tired and worn out. shocks and disappointments came by one after another. my whole mind was so freaking consumed with it that i nearly passed out yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its bad news for people who wants to see edmund breakdown because i'm back! my soul feels refreshed, and im back for any challenges. so keep it coming and dont stop trying, but don't try too hard cause you'll end up looking stupid and of course, sounding stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just let nature take its course, but I'll have all preperations done and hence i won't have any regrets. It is so tiring to hate someone, but then, neither will i love you, you're just so yesterday and you're out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have failed this time, but this failure has actually spurred me on, all thanks to you =) thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe that god has everything planned out for me, everything has a reason behind it, perhaps we can't see what god has planned for us, but i believe, blessed are those who believe without seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have some last ranting to do, with all your bull, i was actually manipulated by you, nice move but this will not happen again. * roll eyes* just f_ck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not run away, i will face everything with lord, almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dazzled by my comeback? now, you haven't really understand me yet. so yeah, you can either keep trying or just stop trying and go get laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s peeeeps - sorry for the offensive usage of words .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my buddy is back from australia, yipeeee! ahahahhaa, we'll be passing each other stuffs on monday, she'll be passing me my belated bday present from australia, *ponders * and ill be passing her chocolates that my family members got from rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just feeling so refreshed now that i can't even sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edmund's back ! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-551790250927755373?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/551790250927755373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=551790250927755373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/551790250927755373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/551790250927755373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-people-after-so-many-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5212065705391969335</id><published>2007-06-28T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:08:22.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me for not blogging over the past few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test results were out. pretty glad, i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, there's no room for complacency, its rather a form of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not admit that i'm a smart ass because i don't feel it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt pretty down due to the cip project and stuffs to such an extent that i pretty much felt like breaking down during class. but, this is not a time for me  or any of my grp members to give up!&lt;br /&gt;we'll get through it. as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edmund&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5212065705391969335?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5212065705391969335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5212065705391969335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5212065705391969335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5212065705391969335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-people-pardon-me-for-not-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-9216896688241322621</id><published>2007-06-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:23:02.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm back from the ambassadors camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;many of you may feel that i will be feeling sad cause my birthday chalet was a goner due to the camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i beg to differ! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do you guys know that, i really feel that i've gained so much through out the camp. so many new friends, so many skills learnt and i feel that it's one of the best birthday present ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a chalet, is afterall just a chalet. the things that you can get out of a chalet is just that much and very expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;however this camp has enriched my life,  i wouldn't want to lie that it's tiring but afterall, its fun. seriously fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've learnt so much throughout this camp. the skills, myself... it is really the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 17th birthday present that i've ever recieve. but not forgetting all my friends who gave me presents. totally love them. =D thank you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my favourite part of the camp other than all the activities was actually the debrief.  all of us were ourselves and we just shared our experience and how we feel. at that point in time, i just feel so proud of my group and i'm LOOKING forward to working with all of you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just feel so elated and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 more week of holidays before school starts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rest well everyone, freshen up and be prepared for all the upcoming challenges that has been planned =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Through whatever come what may, as a team .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-9216896688241322621?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/9216896688241322621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=9216896688241322621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9216896688241322621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9216896688241322621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-8552549430261906539</id><published>2007-06-09T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:04:27.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very special friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RmqwpFT8hYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/p5d--Js1TMw/s1600-h/thegirl%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074062150033245570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RmqwpFT8hYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/p5d--Js1TMw/s320/thegirl%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everybody this is cindy. Do not misunderstand, she is my very good friend since secondary 1 and not what you guys( those reading my blog) think what it is. and yes, she's attached to my very good friend, wesley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alright, i think i've stated enough info and i dont see the need in explaining myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am thankful to the lord for allowing me to meet such a good friend... she's someone whom i feel  comfortable with, to such an extent that we could just talk about anything under the sun, we'll never fail to lend each other a pair of listening ear when we need one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After today's ambassador's briefing which was super fun, i headed to bugis with cindy! oh gosh. finally caught up with her after so many months, even though we havent been going out that frequently like last time, but the bond and friendship we share still exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we had our lunch together. shopped around and of course, we did what we're best at and that's BITCHING. hurhurhur. not so much of bitching but we just feel happy just to chat together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COULD you guys believe it? we sat at mac from 4.30pm till night time. and guess what were we doing? hurhurhur. TALKING!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lol... she's so funny when she tells me all her little secrets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahahahhaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, thank you my good friend =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O's approaching. do work hard. and i pray that you will be able to get into the dreamcourse you really want =) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i did it, and i know you can . =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good friends never fail to make your day. hurhurhur. and she just did! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/4704274451187579161-8552549430261906539?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/8552549430261906539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=8552549430261906539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8552549430261906539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8552549430261906539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/very-special-friend.html' title='a very special friend.'/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RmqwpFT8hYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/p5d--Js1TMw/s72-c/thegirl%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-2993529023038911254</id><published>2007-06-08T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:11:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today, i just remembered what i wanted to blog about! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess busy preparing for school has taken it's toll on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my memory is getting really bad. hurhurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i am damn upset, when i learn about the ambassador's camp, i knew my birthday chalet was a total GONER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh man, it is supposed to happen on the 13th-15th of june, but ambassador's camp falls on 14-16th of june... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess it can't be helped... sacrifices has to be made in order to achieve what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edmund's opportunity cost for going to the ambassador's camp is actually, his BIRTHDAY CHALET! ahahhaa, but THANK GOODNESS. BEN-ZOK-ZOK! :D ( i cant help it but still call you by that name =p ) you rock! i'm so glad that you're able to take the chalet over from me. if not it will be such a waste lurh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm not trying to tell ppl how great this sacrifice that i'vemade, do not misunderstand. * roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm just so sorry to the ppl whom i've invited. sorry!!!, i feel obligated to alot of ppl who helped me got over the *emo* period that i was once in. unintentionally, i suppose, i may have hurt some ppl. and here, i apologise. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still love you guys =). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my house is practically empty. my family's in rome. sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh. they're coming back only on my birthday!!! gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone! looks like 16th the big day for EVERYTHING. like duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even though my house is empty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i actually love it. hurhurhur. gosh. am i sick or what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-2993529023038911254?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/2993529023038911254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=2993529023038911254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2993529023038911254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/2993529023038911254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-i-just-remembered-what-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5353993168672581523</id><published>2007-06-07T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:26:18.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am feeling so refreshed and good!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't pen down the swimming session with hyuntae today...&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't really talk much during the session but infact, both of us just did our laps. from perhaps three p.m till evening and we just kept going on. i enjoyed the time spent with him so much, i bet hyuntae feels the same way too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, we're both worn down by the hustling life that any normal urbanite student is facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, humans don't really have to talk in order to communicate and through mutual bond and trust, communications were made possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad that i have friends whom i can rely on when the world comes crushing down. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, guys. =) [ not referring to only hyuntae =p ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5353993168672581523?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5353993168672581523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5353993168672581523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5353993168672581523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5353993168672581523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-feeling-so-refreshed-and-good-i.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-7249638146129873857</id><published>2007-06-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:47:09.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am looking forward to a break that i rightfully deserve and it starts tomorrow, after 10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFA paper will be from 8.30am till 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really missed swimming, tennis , jogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting to do well comes with a price,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to fall out of track in this ratrace comes with a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm listening to the song, star. a song from the movie : 200 pounds beauty. i myself dont even know why, i just feel so emotional... pondering whether it is worth it for what i've done to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, but dont worry. i am just a little emotional... hurhurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i'm a total stranger towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its no laughing matter, it's beginning to drift further and further away. no. i am not desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, this love life of mine has long been sealed,&lt;br /&gt;i just can't feel anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;or is it just me..&lt;br /&gt;bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-7249638146129873857?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7249638146129873857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=7249638146129873857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7249638146129873857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7249638146129873857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-looking-forward-to-break-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6516394417769351771</id><published>2007-06-05T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:20:33.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a very random post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very good buddy of mine, geraldina, is having her own "shopping-earrings" blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her earrings are all super cute and exotic. you should take a look @ &lt;a href="http://www.dene-dina.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.dene-dina.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guys and gurls, you can pamper yourself right now!&lt;br /&gt;all items are at DFS price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6516394417769351771?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6516394417769351771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6516394417769351771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6516394417769351771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6516394417769351771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/very-random-post-very-good-buddy-of.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1853967830079365455</id><published>2007-06-05T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:14:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i always ponder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is it true that all geminis are two-sided, not excluding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the truth that i'm seeking for is somehow, being reflected on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i somehow feel ugly and distorted for the fact that i'm two-sided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm really worn out in this ratrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this ratrace, filled with over-achievers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i somehow feel that i am losing myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perhaps, this is just &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;consoling myself, indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1853967830079365455?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1853967830079365455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1853967830079365455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1853967830079365455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1853967830079365455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-always-ponder-is-it-true-that-all.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1654836631522813512</id><published>2007-06-03T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:13:30.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when we try to break the "communication barrier" among ourselves, a very typical question will be " what's your class? what's your cca? " ... and a fine conversation starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;many times, when i said, " i'm in ambassadors. ", people will ask, " oh, so what do you do in ambassadors? " dumbfounded? not! , it's just that i'm pretty sick of repeating myself over and over again. hence, now, i'm posting my point of view of what being an ambassador is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was at the recruitment drive, I heard 2 girls conversing unknowingly and i was pretty much puzzled... this girl said to her friend " hey, i thought you said you're going to join ambassadors ? " ... and she replied " Oh ya, i almost forgotten, let's join together for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At that point in time, I felt pretty annoyed deep within even though i wasn't given the liberty to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How could people join ambassadors without knowing what's going to come, what should they expect of it and the more important question, how can they contribute to it. Pretty much shocked by their conversation, I know that, it's a ultimate platform for all those who joined to serve and give back from what we had recieved. During the open house, I was impressed by the bus facilitators, they did a terrific job backthen during the open house and I knew this is what i want to join. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being a pretty much outspoken student back then in my secondary school, I know that ngee ann ambassadors will serve as a ultimate platform for me to offer my personal best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont think i've seen enough yet, but what i experienced during the open house was enough to convince me that Ambassadors' isn't an easy fret. I know that life being an Ambassador, will change my life drastically due to the work commitments, i think i've said this before, if i am in something, i make sure i offer my personal best. this is not an assurance, but rather, it's just me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back to the topic, which i want to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being an ambassador, as you can tell from the word, it's like being the spokesperson of Ngee Ann polytechnic, you'll handle major events like the open house, redcamp and not to mention, everything starts from scratch. scrutinising every single detail, setbacks that may occur. travelling down to various secondary schools, giving talks, course-career counselling. you are trying to sell ngee ann, in layman terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now that, i'm given the opportunity to do so, i shall, infact, i will definitely offer my very best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it all begins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the real poly life is taking flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on a very personal and lighter note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my family will be heading off to rome,italy tmr. shucks. i am so going to miss them, for sure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1654836631522813512?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1654836631522813512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1654836631522813512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1654836631522813512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1654836631522813512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-we-try-to-break-communication.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5206272454206693869</id><published>2007-05-31T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T00:08:07.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>direct-ion</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if i am too direct towards people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i am just insensitive towards how people feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad or good. good or bad, human's perception on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's mine ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, being direct doesnt mean two thumbs down all the time, being direct to them, just gives them a sense of direction, doesn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it's just me, to give them two cents worth of my thoughts and listening to it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignorant towards it, i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, never ever regret.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hate people who are self-contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;i think they are pretty brainless, sorry, it's a hard fact, i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when you think that life is "oh so perfect".&lt;br /&gt;stop by a moment.&lt;br /&gt;and think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so, after-all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a whore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test hereby starts on saturday! wishing all of you guys, best of luck and nail them down =) goodluck people !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5206272454206693869?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5206272454206693869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5206272454206693869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5206272454206693869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5206272454206693869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/direct-ion.html' title='direct-ion'/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6636387623002757942</id><published>2007-05-29T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:05:25.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is meant for everyone, including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very often, we always look at what's missing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and forgot to give thanks about everything you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may have cash to spend on what we want,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;splurging&lt;/span&gt; on what we deem fit, on labels,wallets,clothes, bags, shoes, gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at times, we don't even think whether we need it anot and buy it down, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across a newspaper article today , it was telling me how poor these 2 old folks were, that they have a packet of bee-hoon and last them for a day. guys, we consume a packet for a meal, but they, consume it for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i just felt so fortunate, seriously fortunate, and i think that my habits need review. i have absolutely no idea what the hell i was thinking when i was shopping,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance, i bought 4 adidas jacket in one shot and, up till now, i only used one of them which is the yellow one... talking about wadrobe. if you guys know me well enough, you should know that i just changed one, and to a BIGGER one. and now, it's exploding already. not to mention that, that wadrobe is filled with TOPS only. my bottoms are all in another wadrobe in another room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, and when i read that newspaper article, i seriously felt damn sad for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright guys, ciao! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quote is lifted from jacinth's msn which i found to be very meaningful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your talent is god's gift to you, but how you use it, is your gift to him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningful, it really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-6636387623002757942?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6636387623002757942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6636387623002757942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6636387623002757942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6636387623002757942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-post-is-meant-for-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5199808282059344182</id><published>2007-05-28T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T16:04:28.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlqMgYIykQI/AAAAAAAAACI/dNv03IU6_OM/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069518818421936386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlqMgYIykQI/AAAAAAAAACI/dNv03IU6_OM/s200/DSC00125.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEE GUYS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT INTO NGEE ANN AMBASSADORS =)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. YIPEEE!&lt;br /&gt;.... and it finally all came true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooooooooooooooots. hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p. can't wait for the bonding and training camp that will be held on the 14-16th of june. although 16th june is my birthday, but it doesnt really matter, cause my sis and my mom will be in rome.... so.... we can't call for a celebration until they're back =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur. elated elated! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5199808282059344182?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5199808282059344182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5199808282059344182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5199808282059344182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5199808282059344182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/weeeeee-guys-i-got-into-ngee-ann.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlqMgYIykQI/AAAAAAAAACI/dNv03IU6_OM/s72-c/DSC00125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1388500850624031635</id><published>2007-05-28T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:06:58.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr's the day ....&lt;br /&gt;28th. awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test is in a week's time. i mean less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;. aww so i guess i will be seeing you guys online less often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=0 so yeap till the end of... common test ! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last post till common test will be tmr..  so stay tuned =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1388500850624031635?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1388500850624031635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1388500850624031635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1388500850624031635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1388500850624031635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/tmrs-day.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-4090497958685746530</id><published>2007-05-23T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:32:58.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just fucking realised that i lost my textbook. and im super pissed. not because i have to pay for a new tb. getting a new one means nothing to me. but this is the fucking first time i lost a textbook, i am freaking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just hope its a case of someone bringing it back home unknowingly. if not, wouldnt this school be a scary school. and my cousin warned me about being backstabbed. well, i think this already started. oh gosh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pissed- im off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-4090497958685746530?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4090497958685746530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=4090497958685746530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4090497958685746530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4090497958685746530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-fucking-realised-that-i-lost-my.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-4897301712122188397</id><published>2007-05-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:27:03.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from 80 to 57.&lt;br /&gt;what are the figures about? hmmm. puzzled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. k.g&lt;br /&gt;its my weight!&lt;br /&gt;from 80kg to 57kg. a shed of 23kg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from fleshy meaty me to what i am now.&lt;br /&gt;well, yes. you may be pondering why am i saying this.&lt;br /&gt;i was fat before. =( really really fat and ugly. i perspire whenever i walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when i think back, i feel so disgusted at myself. i just can't stop eating. i stuff myself with food. even though its really good food. but, i think about the AMOUNT of good that i ate last time as compared to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was 80kg before, and now 57kg. and my family members/friends are telling me that i've became too skinny. but guys, do you all know what? i'm really really happy with what i am now..... to me, it's more of like a accomplishment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i actually managed to shed 23kg ( 50.6 pounds) and my diet has changed drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;previously all my meals consist of MEAT,RICE,NOODLES,BEE-HOON AND MORE MEAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, its pretty much fresh salad, yogurts, nuts, milk,oranges,green apples, strawberry and REALLY alot of vegetables and salads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i feel so much lighter and healthier now. my diet has changed so much that now, i really hate meat. i take in meat like probably once in 1 week or smth? simply, if i have a choice, i wouldn't eat meat. yes. and now i really love fresh salads that consists of lettuce, carrots, cucumber, tomatoes, corn, celery and many more which is made fresh daily. =) but of course, i dont totally stay away from meat. ill take them once every 1 week or so.. even if i do take them, its like a slice or something. HURHURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what i'm trying to say is this. if you have the determination, you really can do wonders, or perhaps anything. previously i thought im going to be fat all my life. but now, look! from 80 to 57kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now that " eat more , you must eat more " these few lines are just being flooded into my ears by my dad,mom and friends. guys, i know you allare like worried but don't worry k? i'll take good care of myself. and nope, one of my life goals is to be happy about myself, and yes im happy about what i am now. im not going to eat more just because you tell me to, i live to be happy. and now that i'm happy, nothing's going to change it. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lots of loves~edmund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't believe? see it for yourself!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMJMIIykPI/AAAAAAAAACA/1krbayelu2w/s1600-h/P1000258%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067404109669372146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMJMIIykPI/AAAAAAAAACA/1krbayelu2w/s200/P1000258%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG!!! so fat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMIx4IykOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9MxgTPVsnVI/s1600-h/P1040073%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067403658697806050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMIx4IykOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/9MxgTPVsnVI/s200/P1040073%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the fatty me!! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMIZIIykNI/AAAAAAAAABw/0gtPcuw5Eek/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067403233496043730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMIZIIykNI/AAAAAAAAABw/0gtPcuw5Eek/s200/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm maybe... feb 07?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMIIoIykMI/AAAAAAAAABo/Lfe9K8v5sEc/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067402950028202178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMIIoIykMI/AAAAAAAAABo/Lfe9K8v5sEc/s200/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;may 2007 : currently at 57kg =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4704274451187579161-4897301712122188397?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4897301712122188397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=4897301712122188397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4897301712122188397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4897301712122188397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-80-to-57.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/RlMJMIIykPI/AAAAAAAAACA/1krbayelu2w/s72-c/P1000258%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1605226508417990219</id><published>2007-05-21T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:21:44.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kudos to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zhengxing&lt;/span&gt; and me.&lt;br /&gt;finally. our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cip&lt;/span&gt; photo assignment is done! we were like so productive. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HURHURHUR&lt;/span&gt;. we finished everything within 2 hours and we both can't wait to go home! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to see something more in them and that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's pretty much normal .&lt;br /&gt;attending lecture, tutorials . just normal&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may is gonna be a good and exciting day for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. but i was totally turning off during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;infa&lt;/span&gt; tutorial today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; was i doing? dreaming away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. just feeling tired... but i managed to rush the classwork by the end of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that the pan fish (either &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Thai&lt;/span&gt; or tartar ) rocks! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. you guys should try it out. it's super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ingenious&lt;/span&gt; of them to grill the fish that way. simply LOVE it. at least for once! there's something nice in ngee ann poly! whereas compared to others, they're just edible. hurhurhur&lt;br /&gt;try it out =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. think im gonna stop here.&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-&lt;br /&gt;let lord be your pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one interesting quote i saw on somebody's shirt today. HURHUR&lt;br /&gt;[ when the going gets tough, the tough gets going ] LOL makes sense huh? =) ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1605226508417990219?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1605226508417990219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1605226508417990219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1605226508417990219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1605226508417990219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/kudos-to-zhengxing-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5832502030062212834</id><published>2007-05-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:05:30.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : elated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... first of all . i am happy because i am among the 120 applicants who got shortlisted out of 600+ people who signed up for NP ambassadors!&lt;br /&gt;of course, selections aren't over yet. these 120 applicants will have to go for another round of officer's interview where you will be interviewed by a ngee ann staff! hurhurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for me, it was today! well, everything was goooood. hahaha..=)&lt;br /&gt;well. my officer-in-charge of interviewing me was adrian. He's really really a very nice guy. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, the FINAL 30/40/50 ( approximated ) people out of the 120 will be selected to be part of the ambassadors family. of course, there wont be anymore rounds of selection! hurhurhur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, good luck. serene and elda and sky! hahaha. they're my fellow mates who are also shortlisted for the officer's interview! =) serene had hers BEFORE mine. hahhaa. yeahh. so good luck to elda and sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a personal note. hmmm. im pretty much used to poly life now. and i just LOVE it. yeah. L-O-V-E . hahaha. classes,lectures. hmmmm. yeah love it~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ya. HANNAH! thanks SO MUCH for providing all of us the OHP marker and transperencies. you are so nice! YAYAYYAYAYAYAY. hahaha. okay. she's nice. that's a fact =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay. and yes, for the past month, i felt that my faith was like fading a little in some sense! i guess it's because poly just started and im still not very used to it yet. but NOW, i have that strong faith within me. and i just love it. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never forsake him, as he had never, once forsaken you =)&lt;br /&gt;love others like how he loves you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooohoooO~ lol. im a little high today. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very random sentence : do you know a strawberry contains more vitamins than an orange? LOL! but hey. that's a fact =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright people. i gotta run. and i really hate doing things on the eleventh hour. but rest assured, quality assured. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5832502030062212834?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5832502030062212834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5832502030062212834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5832502030062212834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5832502030062212834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-everyone-mood-elated-well.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-9159345794939001526</id><published>2007-05-03T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:41:03.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am really afraid that i will lose myself in this scary place. my emotions are like super mixed. i don't want to lose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not and not willing to !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything shall be the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just love me for me, or hate me for me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. ambassadors games day is on tmr! and heard that there's gonna be debate and shits. blablabla. havent been debating since like when. 2005? LOL. but i believe, its still within my inner self. hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love the rain these days, my mood fits perfectly into it. its like. when it rains, the heavy feeling within me seems to be taken away, and i feel really light and free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take me away. sometimes i really wonder, why are all of us working so hard, why is it so! we have worked so hard just to find out that there's no tomorrow? maybe that's life. always so unexpected. always full of surprises or even shocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, till that day comes, i will be who i am. knowing my priority! and yes, you guys will still see the typical bitchy clutchy edmund . LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, momo's question today actually shocked me. she asked me if there were gays in school. and i was like " hey wth? ". LIKE HELLO. why are you asking me this. then she said , she would really be freaked out if those guys were like pestering me. and she's concerned. seriously speaking, if girls came all out just to play me, i dont mind being one. but that's not the case! and hello im normal alright!! but im still pondering why she asked.... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blablablabla. im loving my life now.=0 .&lt;br /&gt;to actually know that you care,&lt;br /&gt;to actually know that i'm blessed,&lt;br /&gt;to actually know that you're always there beside me,&lt;br /&gt;to actually know that you'll continue to bless me,&lt;br /&gt;to actually know that you've forgiven all my sins,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made my day.&lt;br /&gt;almighty lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise him, praise, believe and be blessed =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-9159345794939001526?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/9159345794939001526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=9159345794939001526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9159345794939001526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/9159345794939001526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-really-afraid-that-i-will-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-7137272014401778271</id><published>2007-04-27T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T16:27:55.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a sudden nostalgia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and it just triggered all the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you touched me with your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i couldn't resist. overwhelming, it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;falling for it again? this, i can't be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, hoping that you'll be the one coming. it's just not possible right from the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-7137272014401778271?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7137272014401778271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=7137272014401778271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7137272014401778271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7137272014401778271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/04/sudden-nostalgia.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1481689720746959241</id><published>2007-04-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:13:10.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha okay, since that *passerby* reminded me of one of my new year's resolution and that is cut down on my swearing ahaha. well, great news people! it's been almost 2 weeks since sch started, i'm still adapting to the changes . ya. but so far, im enjoying every moment of it! you know, in secondary school, everything is so laidback. you don't have to worry about rushing to your next class, neither do you have to worry about printing your notes, you just have to sit back and wait for the teacher to come and distribute the notes. it's a totally different thing here in polytechnic. everything is pretty much very independent now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY, i signed up for Ambassadors! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st round of selection is on 4th of may! a thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then there will be an interview, THEN another round of officer's interview! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i really hope i will be able to make it in because i seriously feel that ngee ann ambassadors has really done a great job in ngeeann's openhouse 2007, and like i said, its time to give back to the society or in this case, the school! i really hope that i'ld be able to offer my best to Ambassadors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so guys, pray hard that i'll be able to make it for the FIRST CUT! and subsequently many many more cuts to come!! HAHA okay ! not alot, just 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the greatness of the good lord just can't be penned down in words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lots of love, edmund =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1481689720746959241?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1481689720746959241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1481689720746959241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1481689720746959241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1481689720746959241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha-okay-since-that-passerby-reminded.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-8372736677190421770</id><published>2007-04-18T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:30:52.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some points in our life, we will feel really tired, but i am really thankful to god. i am really thankful that he never once left my side, he's always beside me. i had always been blessed and will continue to be. =) he just energised me and i am thankful for it. =) its easy to see what we lack, but many times, we humans forget to give thanks for what we own, thus im giving thanks to the lord.=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-blessed are those who believe without seeing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-8372736677190421770?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/8372736677190421770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=8372736677190421770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8372736677190421770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8372736677190421770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-points-in-our-life-we-will-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3468771914207217181</id><published>2007-04-17T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T00:26:40.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the very first day of school and it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it. why must it be such a bad start for me.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, many people told me that i DON'T have to attend TUTORIALS/WORKSHOPS on the first week of school when lecture haven't even started! so the point is, how can there be tutorials or workshop when there is no lectures. and that made a hell load of sense. and I thought there wasnt any lesson today, but there was. i had business communcations lesson today. and wth! it starts at 2pm and mr lee called me at 2.30? i rushed down and FUCK the weather,it was raining. how lucky! cabbed to ngee ann. got drenched in the rain. and i reached the class at ard 3pm? but HECK. i dont really want to think about it anymore. like yeah. i'm having lecture tomorrow and i'm going for makeup with wanying for our biz com lesson 1. like seriously, this sucks. haha. shit shit shit. wanying didnt even go for it. and even though i attended for it, i was 1 hr late. so im going for a make up.. as i was lost and i dont even understand what cats/pigs he was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy~~ this may be a bad day but yeah! tmr's gonna be better, i know =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having lecture at 2pm tomorrow so i must sleep early. hahahha. ciao ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3468771914207217181?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3468771914207217181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3468771914207217181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3468771914207217181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3468771914207217181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-very-first-day-of-school-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-8660168054568176773</id><published>2007-04-15T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:23:47.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's hard for me to say it out verbally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll have to type it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this word is for all the people whom i had hurt, friends, family. and a few specific people whom i really want to apologise to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyuntae - you know, you're really a great friend. really really a great friend. im so sorry that i railed at you over the phone the other day. so so so sorry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy - hey buddy!!! i also very sorry that i'm unable to make some time out for you... to either go shopping,kbox or hangout, it always clashes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaina - jaina, oh girl. even though you stood me up, but what are friends for. =) i'm sorry if i caused any misunderstanding... and i want to make it a point to say that, i am NOT angry at you for standing me up anymore. yes you made me wait for 1 hr+ and i was pissed, but im really sorry if i hurt you. we'll still be good pals right? i know you didn't have any intention of standing me up !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least.&lt;br /&gt;my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momo- i'm sorry for being so rude to you this past week, i'm also sorry that i was angry with you in the past when you wanted to use the computer for work. i didn't mean it. i still love you! =)&lt;br /&gt;well, even though my mom MAY not visit my blog, but im pretty sure that my dad MIGHT. lol, since he already chatted with me on msn, this could be the very next thing to look out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many people have been asking me, HOW COME i'm going to join BA care when i'm not even joining any volunteery organisations. or i don't look like i'm a kind soul or ANY whys im joining ba care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm already 17, nearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say my perspective on life changed alot ever since i was 16, and i got more involved in church. it really changed me as a person. when i wake up in the morning, i will be thankful. thankful to god that i can still open my eyes, move my arms and legs, im glad that i am still alive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people may find themselves blind the very next morning, or even find themselves to be paralysed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we,humans, choose to see rather than to be blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we choose to move rather than to be paralysed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, do we even have a choice? i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why, i am always thankful to god for giving me what i own now. and i strongly believe that BA care is the ultimate platform for me to serve and help people in need. we can't just take things for granted.. i can't take back for what i've done.. but i can give back! give back to the community. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-8660168054568176773?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/8660168054568176773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=8660168054568176773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8660168054568176773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/8660168054568176773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-hard-for-me-to-say-it-out-verbally.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-5043390103006718832</id><published>2007-04-12T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:49:00.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee!!!! haha i'm very sorry about not updating my blog!!!! have been very busy lately... and for the past of this week, from monday till thursday, i had to go to ngee ann daily.. reporting as early as 8am in the morning. that was some hectic schedule i had. well, i took part in the school of BA orientation camp, haha, i made alot of friends!!!! well, you know of course, there are some kuku ppl. but of course, i wont elaborate. generally, they're all very nice ppl!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timetable's out!!! im in class TA05 and WA05... still very confused? yeah. haha!!! hopefully, my classmates are different from my ogmates. cause i want to know more new ppl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay other than that, im very tempted to join the school of BA, BA care... its an cca and for every semester break, you'll get to go to poor countries and serve those little children... and either canoeing or BA society =) ... but BA care is must must must join =) ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say, i never regretted joining ngee ann!!! =) ahahaa!! so juniors, if you're reading. you know la huh, im actually trying to sell ngee ann, HAHA but if you think im not selling it, please please come for ngee ann open house 2008, and let it amaze you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's going abroad tmr!!! for business again!!&lt;br /&gt;it's like getting really really hard to communicate to him already. but seriously, haha, i hope he can stop getting me cologne because everytime he travels, he just buy it for me at DFS, haha change it to some liquor or smth. lol~~ alright peeps. i want to change my blogskin leh!!!&lt;br /&gt;who can help me???  =x hahaha okay!! i must calm my mind and body down, to prepare myself for school that starts on next monday! =)  so till then, stay tuned!  =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-5043390103006718832?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/5043390103006718832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=5043390103006718832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5043390103006718832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/5043390103006718832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-everyone-weee-haha-im-very-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1076425129772012848</id><published>2007-03-27T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T02:37:20.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you blame others for your failures, then do you credit them for your achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very very interesting quote that i've found. to be more specific, it's one of the captions that peiyi use for her pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true is that. just how true is that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you can't achieve what you want, the last person you'll blame is definitely yourself. you'll only think that " oh... he/she doesnt want to cooperate, making things hard to go on... oh he/she said he will print out the soft copy, but he didnt' .. ever asked yourself WHY. why doesnt she want to cooperate, why did he forgot to print. the thing i'm trying to say here is, sometimes, the problem may not lie within others, but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went church for confession. saw LOTS of ppl. haha including wesley,merina,madalene and so on... haha! weee, my sis have the whole season of grey's anatomy!!! im so going to watch it. HAHA. damn damn damn funny. watch it! people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahahaha ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1076425129772012848?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1076425129772012848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1076425129772012848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1076425129772012848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1076425129772012848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-you-blame-others-for-your-failures.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-7176194703437058625</id><published>2007-03-24T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:32:37.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha, joan asked if i could actually post. well joan, here you go =) and well. for those who care to read. ahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, ahaha i got my laptop. and its not acer, neither was it fujitsu ..when i got there earlier and saw the blardy size of 3044, LOL. i so wanted to laugh! AHAHHAH it's like so small!!! so i got a lenovo ibm thinkpad t60 instead. anyway. LOL. i kind of thinking of getting fujitsu? then i rang my sister and told her about the acer laptop. cause the keypad is like so small!!! and it is definitely not comfortable ! and she told me not to get fujitsu because of all the BAD feedbacks from her unifriends!! . so yeah..luckily i went with my cousins , vincent and frances! and frances has got like so many friends whom he knows working there! and vincent also suggested me to get a thinkpad cause its clear that which laptop is the ideal one..anyway i got it at a ''special'' offer price. HAHAHAHA. anyway. frances' friend(who sells lenovo) who was serving me gave me a special promotion la. HAHAHA. and he got scolded. cause the ppl-in-charge selling lenovo wants to restrict this "special" promotion anyway, i also managed to upgrade my ram to 2gb at 88 dollars. super cheap! good job ibm! hahaha cause if you were to upgrade outside, it will cost 116. if you upgrade at other brands , it will cost 240.!!! but this is not the ''special'' promotion that i was talking about. HAHAHHA.that happens only on saturday =p. thank god, i managed to go there today. HEHE and i went for the lenovo lucky draw. MAN! i got a stainless steel mug! wah lau, i am very sad, cause i wanted to get a ps3/ipod/zen or SOMETHING that is useful la.. HAHA but nevermind. the prizes were so-so lo.. but compare it with a stupid mug.. arrg but nevermind.. its not like i really have to get it through the lucky draw if i was really desperate over it. but at least, tell me what use do i have for a stainless steel mug!!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, my momo and sis will be going to rome,italy in june.. well, =( i cant make it cause i have school and i also dont want to pon school. lol! but i believe, ill be able to go there one day! dang. after the rome trip, i won't get to see my sister for a VERY long time. VERY VERY long time. cause she'll be going holland for a law exchange. haha and YES!!! there's a 2 week break in december, so ill most probably go over there to find her! hahaha i can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ciao ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got go go already! =) hahaha anyway, i so much wanted to say. THANK YOU DADDY! =D . love you! sooo much. haha but i guess he wont be reading this. then again, i cant be 100% sure you know! cause he actually added me on msn and chat with me too! LOL. how tech-suavy can he get. oh my oh my. HAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-7176194703437058625?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7176194703437058625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=7176194703437058625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7176194703437058625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7176194703437058625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/03/hahaha-joan-asked-if-i-could-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-7167145724911334367</id><published>2007-03-16T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:13:41.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everybody! i'm back from shanghai! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything's great great great! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ill blog the pictures up some other time yeah? =p. havent upload them into the computer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL. okay la. PEOPLE. please catch DREAMGIRLS if you have the chance. it's a great movie! great songs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heee.~~ i uploaded my blog song! enjoy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BEYONCE - LISTEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-7167145724911334367?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/7167145724911334367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=7167145724911334367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7167145724911334367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/7167145724911334367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/03/everybody-im-back-from-shanghai-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-169979600280995693</id><published>2007-03-07T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:39:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>booo. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry everybody for not being able to blog about these past few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! im now a student of ngee ann polytechnic, accountancy. confirmed. =) great great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im here to blog about what i did yesterday! hahah, jinghan called me at around 4+, he asked me out. so i headed down to BB bus station. there was jinghan,edwin,wesley,jiewei and weekian!. hmm jinghan and edwin decided to go bukit timah to play lan. so leaving the 4 of us at BB bus station. we just slacked and wesley wanted to go home and bath! hahahas. okay so he headed home. then the 3 of us [ me,jiewei and weekian] . we went to the arcade and cindy came!! ahaha. then we just play some games and left. NOT long after, wesley came back! and we headed back to the arcade again!! lol ... then. wesley decided to send cindy home, leaving the 3 of us again. then jinghan came and find us from bukit timah =) ... LOL guess what. we headed down to bukit timah again!!! and played lan..then we headed to play pool. OKAY it was 1.30am. like duh. we didnt want to go home. so we headed to the street beside beauty world and ate. FRIED ICE CREAMS and ICE CREAM PRATAS!!!. lol. havent eaten them for like 11 years? my goodness. heaven! haha. okay. so the time was about 2.10am.. LOL, at 3am, we were still walking! at 4, we were still walking! we just couldnt stop walking! lol. and finally i managed to reach home by 4.45... walked home all the way from bukit timah! AHAHAHHA. okay fun fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHANGHAI. HERE I COME =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-169979600280995693?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/169979600280995693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=169979600280995693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/169979600280995693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/169979600280995693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/03/booo.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-1832618836006559775</id><published>2007-03-01T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T11:04:34.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its only 10.47am and wooots. im kind of angry after entering my mom's shop after breakfast. okay. this was what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast, i bought a magazine uhh yeah, there was only one customer and it was my aunt who was serving her. so that customer talked about ns and shits... ( i never wanted to hear any of it ). then there was this CATCHY phrase. and that pissed me off. she said " guys who went to jc/poly will usually be more obedient/guai when they're in NS" my face was like "wtf?" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stop discriminating people like this. who said that people NOT studying in jc/poly wreck havoc when they enter ns. who in the hell said that. is it the army officer? and its not like that customer who said that works in there. that's very typical of singaporeans aren't they? they deem people who're not in jc/poly as bad influence.... these are all nonsense! have any of those who looked at them this way, befriended any of them before? high chance, its a NO. since you already have an image of how they are like in your mind, how can they appear to you as WHO they really are...  never look down on these people. never! you never know what they may turn out to be. maybe the next billgates. maybe the next owner of osim ( i dont know his name ). and yes! the owner of gaincity! he's an ite graduate. people who don't study in JC/POLY doesn't mean that they can't excel! so what even if people goes to JC,POLY. so what? they're still in the midst of pursuing their education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh ya. and to some people who still have that mindset of " only jc ppl can enter university" fuck off yeah? i really must tell you to f-off. because what you said pissed me off badly. i HOPE you are reading this. do you really think you know alot? you're just a sec 5 graduate only what. in terms of education, i believe, we're on equal standing. EVEN THOUGH you may be 1 or 2 generation older than me ( HAHA ) . you know, you should really get that conventional mindset out of your mind. and if you think poly grads can't make it big. let me ask you. how many poly grads are earning more than you =). you don't even know a thing! . yawn. i won't continue this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-1832618836006559775?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/1832618836006559775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=1832618836006559775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1832618836006559775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/1832618836006559775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-only-10.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-4927727301035185376</id><published>2007-03-01T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:29:28.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. does anyone have work lobangs? please recommand . thanks =) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will be going to shanghai  =)) 9th march till 14th march..hahaha.. okayy, going there to do some serious shopping. yeap!! =p, ahahhaa. and going to take lots of picture too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh okayy. i want to work! im so bored. arrg. ahahhaa . yeap =] okayokay! going to enjoy myself in shanghai first. but i want to secure a job first before i go, so please recommand =) thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-4927727301035185376?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/4927727301035185376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=4927727301035185376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4927727301035185376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/4927727301035185376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-778882409656465160</id><published>2007-02-27T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T15:07:58.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everybody! =&lt;br /&gt;so sorry about not being able to blog about yesterday. i seriously wanted to but i was having very bad migranes last night... i already signed into blogger but, this was one of the worst migranes that i had ever experienced in my, nearing 17 years on earth. it was so bad that i felt really weak deep from within, and i just feel so weak. thus, i closed all the programmes and went to sleep.. it was very hard to fall asleep,very very hard. the pain was still there as i lied there on my bed. and thank god! when i woke up this morning, the pain was gone. but im still feeling abit sick. so the first thing i did was to brush my teeth, and i drank lots of water to keep myself hydrated. yeah. it was really really bad yesterday. the pain and stuffs.. well thank goodness, the pain is gone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about yesterday, our whole family had steamboat for dinner at my grandmother's place. she just came back from vietnam. and we didnt manage to celebrate chinese new year with her. so she suggested that we all go to her house and have steamboat on day 8 of CNY. haha. which was yesterday. after that, frances and me watched just follow law. WELL, you know the plot abit unrealistic, but nevertheless, it was hilarious, and kudos to both gurmit singh and fann wong for their great acting skills. HAHA. =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. more pictures to come .. just that i have yet to upload it onto my computer. haha yeap. !!!! catch ya guys later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-778882409656465160?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/778882409656465160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=778882409656465160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/778882409656465160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/778882409656465160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-everybody-so-sorry-about-not-being.html' title=''/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-6559695659225945105</id><published>2007-02-26T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:55:24.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG95pY8mUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZCeoWtLyokI/s1600-h/SSL10914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035514656437606722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG95pY8mUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZCeoWtLyokI/s320/SSL10914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random pictures =) this picture was taken on 25th jan. celebrating manyee's birthday. =) [ back row: vincent,frances,me,ernest] [front row: regina, manyee, mag ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG9mpY8mTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5-pFsbKoOZE/s1600-h/SSL10986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035514330020092210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG9mpY8mTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5-pFsbKoOZE/s320/SSL10986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taken on the 31st jan. celebrating my sister's 21st birthday. dinner at shangrila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG9MJY8mSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/--W5j7sa68o/s1600-h/SSL11068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035513874753558818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG9MJY8mSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/--W5j7sa68o/s320/SSL11068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's me kissing my fortune piggy. =) CNY day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG8HJY8mRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8CMOYLHT80s/s1600-h/SSL11052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035512689342585106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG8HJY8mRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8CMOYLHT80s/s320/SSL11052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mag and me. CNY DAY 1 =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4704274451187579161-6559695659225945105?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/6559695659225945105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=6559695659225945105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6559695659225945105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/6559695659225945105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/02/random-pictures.html' title='random pictures.'/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fjZnMRpLEDc/ReG95pY8mUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZCeoWtLyokI/s72-c/SSL10914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704274451187579161.post-3993149853987402812</id><published>2007-02-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T21:07:26.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year, new blog, new life, new beginnings, new new . lol</title><content type='html'>ahahaha! everybody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back on my feet again. ( trying very hard )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm feeling alot better now!!!  thank you everybody who showed concern or tried to make me feel a little better during my shitty period!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on high drive to go on a shopping spree. =)  anyone wants to be my shopping khaki? =p . haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh okay! this blog will be filled with more excitements! and pretty much, everything of my everyday life! =) catch ya later people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4704274451187579161-3993149853987402812?l=the-exiled-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/feeds/3993149853987402812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4704274451187579161&amp;postID=3993149853987402812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3993149853987402812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4704274451187579161/posts/default/3993149853987402812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-exiled-one.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-year-new-blog-new-life-new.html' title='new year, new blog, new life, new beginnings, new new . lol'/><author><name>edmad (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
